Chapter 10
Despite what I’d said, we ran through the suite like two teenagers, holding hands with the delicious zing of sexual anticipation running through our veins. Through the salon and bar area, Hannah panted at my side, keeping pace with me. But in the hall, only meters away from my bedroom, she tripped and gave a cry as she fell forward. I caught her in my arms before she could hit the carpet.
“Oh,” she gasped. “Thank you.”
I smiled, then gave her a quick peck. “You okay?”
“Oui,”she teased, with a huge grin and an atrocious accent.
“Bon ben, mon chou,”I returned just before I scooped her up into my arms.
Hannah made a small gasp/squeal sound, then laughed delightedly as I carried her the rest of the way down the hall and into my bedroom. “This can’t be good for your back.”
“Iam fine,mon chou. You don’t weigh more than…a large dog.”
Hannah gasped as I dropped her onto the large bed in the middle of the room. Sitting up, she pushed her hair out of her face, then glared at me. “You did not just compare me to a dog.”
I shrugged. “I had an Irish wolfhound as a child. When he got older and I was a teenager, I had to carry him a few times. You’re about the same size.He weighed a bit more than you, though.”
“Oh, my god. That has to be the most unsexy thing anyone has ever said to me.” She bit her lip for a second, then let her laughter spill out. “What happened to the suave foreigner who danced with me at the bar the other night?”
“What can I say?” I toed off my shoes, then climbed onto the bed. Hannah sat back on her hands and watched as I slowly crawledup the bed until I trapped her body between my arms. “You bring out the best in me.”
“That does not make it any better.” She laughed.
My own smile was so wide my cheeks began to ache. “You let me be myself. I don’t have to hide who I really am when I’m with you.”
Hannah’s face softened, and she raised a hand to caress my jaw. “That is quite possibly the nicest thing anyone has ever said tome. I don’t like that you have to hide yourself.”
“Me, neither.” Although I was hiding a large part of my identity from her. For the first time since I had met her, I regretted my deception. Hannah deserved to know. And I wanted to tell her, but I didn’t want to lose that sparkle in her eyes and the way she looked at me like I hung the moon.
Besides, she probably wouldn’t mind that I was a prince,right? I seemed to be the only one who found my title a deterrent. And I didn’t know everything about her. She no doubt had more than a few skeletons in her closet. Weren’t we each allowed our privacy until we were comfortable talking about it?
“I’m glad I can give you that,” Hannah murmured.
A shaft of pain pierced me as I jerked my chin in recognition of her statement. Then Hannah leaned upand kissed me until my concerns flew away. She fell back against the pillows, urging me with her hands to join her. I pushed up and leaned over until I covered her with my body, my erection resting in the cradle of her pelvis. Then I took the kiss deeper, our tongues dueling again—kissing, tasting, sucking until we were both panting for air.
I pulled back and left a trail of tender kisses downher jaw and throat. Wanting access, I pushed up her blouse until it bunched above her glorious breasts. She’d gone braless again. I groaned in appreciation at the sight I uncovered. Her rosy nipples pouted up at me, begging for my mouth. I dove in, laving attention with my tongue as I teased her perky little nipples. Playing with one with my fingers, I sucked the other deep into my mouth, then pulledback and blew on the wet tip.
“Luc. Please.” Hannah arched up into my mouth, but I just laughed huskily.
“Aww,mon chou. Are you under the assumption you’re in control here?”
“Oh, my god, Luc. Stop teasing me.”
“Ah,ma chérie,I haven’t even begun.”
With that dark promise, Hannah groaned and fell back into the pillows. “You do realize you sound like a cartoon villain?”
“All the better totorture you,mon chou.” I exaggerated twirling a fake mustache. “Mwhahahahaha.”
Hannah dissolved into giggles as I dove into teasing her once more. But her giggles quickly faded to moans as I suckled her breasts. Spearing her fingers through my hair, she tried to guide me, but I pulled away.
“Nuh uh.” I darted up and gave her a hard kiss. “I told you who’s in charge, Hannah. Do you want me totie you down?”
“Is that supposed to be a threat?”
I made a move to get off the bed, and Hannah squealed in protest.
