Page 54 of Once Bitten

Chapter Twenty

Finn had built a restaurant outside on the back gardens of the chateau. The classical building loomed overhead, casting a formidable shadow over the expanse of thick, soft grass, each dinner table was set up with individual umbrellas and large, comfortable chairs.

We’d spent the afternoon wandering some of the local markets and specialty food stores and I’d stocked up on foie gras and mustards and delicious jams. I even brought a tiny magnet for Mai with her name printed on it. If she didn’t appreciate that, I didn’t know what else to do.

Back at the hotel, Heather had set up a table for four, Finn, me, Heather and her son, Blake. One glance at him and I didn’t have to ask who the father was, he was the spitting image of Eric, Heather’s high school boyfriend. I wondered what had happened to him.

Heather had gathered I’d never been to France over our short conversation in the morning and had organized for the hotel’s chef to cook up a 5 course Lyonnais feast that had me salivating from the word go.

We sat back and reminisced, somehow managing to skirt the memory of the prom, we talked about their Dad, and I watched Finn coax a few words out of Blake in his infuriatingly charming way.

I felt like I was with family. A family who loved me and accepted me for everything I was. A family consisting of the people I loved most in the world.

The courtyard emptied and the moon was high in the sky by the time we noticed Blake had nodded off in his chair. Heather smoothed the hair over his brow, affectionately, and confirmed all my beliefs that she was one of the most caring people I’d ever meet.

“He’s too big for me to carry now,” Finn grinned, “I used to carry him up to his room when he’d pass out in front of the TV,” he explained to me. “Now he’s almost taller than I am.”

“Bed time for everyone, I think, I have early deliveries tomorrow morning,” Heather groaned as she pushed herself out of her chair, nudging Blake awake.

“Take the morning off, Sis. I’ve got it.” Finn offered.

“Wha? No, it’s ok. I’m used to it.”

“Then all the more reason to get un-used to it. Stay in bed ‘til 9, I’ll take care of everything until then.”

“Um...” She looked at me nervously, I just smiled, happy to see them being outwardly nice to each other.

“I promise I won’t run my own hotel into the ground.”

“Fine, I have to run some erran-..”

“No. No errands. Rest!”

“Ok ok,” she went over and gave Finn a hug, “thanks Twinny, but give me a call if ...”

“Yes, Boss. In the case of fire, you’ll be the first person I rescue.”

Heather grabbed Blake’s arm and they walked back up to the hotel. I could hear her chatting happily to him about what a good night she’d had, their bond was undeniable.

Finn pulled his chair closer to mine, waiting for the door to close behind them.

“Geez, I thought she’d never leave! I don’t think she’d have appreciated me having sex with you right in front of her teenage son!” He grinned and nuzzled his face against my neck.

I giggled, as much as I’d enjoyed the evening, there were moments I’d wanted to reach under the table and reacquaint myself with Finn’s body, and I was glad to hear he’d had the same problem.

I ran my fingers through his hair and pulled his face to mine. “We have all night. First one naked is on top!” I pushed myself out of my chair and ran towards to the hotel, Finn hot on my heels.

Catching up to me halfway to the back entrance, he grabbed me and pulled me around the corner to the hidden side of the building, leaning against the sandstone wall and pulling me to him.

“You’re not getting away so easily.” He growled as he grazed his teeth along my collarbone.

“I wasn’t trying to, trust me.” I moaned, already drowning with lust for him.

“Good. Right here, with me, is the only place you need to be right now.” He fumbled with the hem of my skirt and I pushed his hand away.

He bit his tongue watching me as I fumbled with his belt, then kissing down his body as I dropped slowly to my knees. Sliding his zipper open, I pulled the waist of his jeans and boxers down over his hips, exposing his cock.

His breath slowed and deepened as I wrapped my fist around his shaft and dropped my lips on the tip of his hardness.