I glanced up at Benoit, who was looking down at me. When I held the knife up, the sassy minx grinned.
“Whoops.”
Narrowing my eyes, I quickly checked the other, and when that was clear I got to my feet. “Whoops?”
“Oui.With the excitement of packing and being whisked away, I must’ve forgotten I put that in there.”
I flipped the knife in my hand and held the pointy tip just under his chin, angling his face up to mine. “You forgot? I specifically asked you about weapons.Toldyou I was going to search you.”
“Well, it sounded like a fun get-to-know-you game.” Benoit winked at me.Winked, while I was holding a fucking knife under his chin. Ballsy. I liked it. “Plus, you can hardly blame me. Youare a strange man paying for my company… One can’t be too careful.”
Ah. He wanted to play, did he? He’d spent every encounter we’d had teasing my dick, and now it was time he paid for that.
“You’re right,” I said, lowering the knife down his body to the button of his pants. “You can’t be too careful.”
With a quick flick of the knife, the button went flying across the room, and Benoit sucked in a breath. But given the way his cock throbbed against my hand as I lowered his zipper, it wasn’t a gasp of fear.
I tucked the knife into the back of my pants and then slid my hand inside Benoit’s open zipper. He was so hard, the heat of him scorched the thin fabric of his briefs.
I let my fingers wander, up and down his straining dick and underneath to cradle his balls.
“Now this is what I call a welcome,” Benoit said, his voice low and full of arousal as he pushed his hips toward me.
Taking full advantage of his enjoyment, I curled my palm around his length and stroked him, once, twice, then got into a steady rhythm that had him breathing more erratically.
It was tempting to continue, to get him naked and writhing beneath me. I could almost hear the way he’d come apart, the sounds he’d make as I fucked him into mind-blowing orgasms all night.
That would happen. But for now, patience.
I removed my hand and backed away, grabbing the knife so I wouldn’t do something stupid, like reach for him again.
“You’re clear,” I said, and held up the knife. “But I’m keeping this.”
A groan ripped out of Benoit, followed by unintelligible French curses. He pinned me with narrowed eyes. “You brought me all this way to be a tease?”
“You should know. You’ve been teasing my dick since I met you.”
“Ah, so this was payback.” He pulled his zipper up. “Well done. Just remember, two can play that game.”
Twenty minutes in and this month was already off to a tantalizing start. I just needed to get him out of this fucking parlor, because otherwise we might not leave it tonight.
“Come,” I said, and opened the door. “Let me show you where we’ll be staying.”
6
BENOIT
DIMITRI FLIPPING THE script and teasing my cock without following through should’ve frustrated me to no end. Instead, I was intrigued as I followed him up the grand staircase, albeit a bit uncomfortably with my erection strangled by the tight fit of my pants.
Who was this man, really? That was the question I was determined to get the answer to before this month was up. If the thorough way he searched my body was any indication of his prowess in the bedroom, it was going to be an enjoyable few weeks on the job.
Add in that we were in Prague, one of the most beautiful cities in the world, and I was in heaven.
As Dimitri led us down a long, dimly lit hall, I took in the elaborate paintings surrounding us on both sides, almost all of them depicting an architectural masterpiece somewhere in the city. I’d only been here once or twice in my life, so I hoped he was up for a little exploring during this trip.
“This is where we’ll be tonight.” He made an abrupt turn, and as we headed into the decently sized but not overly large room, he nodded at my bags, all perfectly lined up against the wall like they hadn’t been searched.
“Not obsessed with size, I see.” I ran my fingers along the edge of the bed, the material softer and more plush than it looked.
