Page 17 of Meet Me In Monaco


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Inside the room, I glance around quickly. It’s not a bad room, all things considered. There’s a large bed right in the middle, a small desk with a chair, and a balcony at the far end. A television, mini fridge, closet, and door to a tiny private bathroom complete the whole space. Still, I could have offered her something so much better.

“Um, I have the maps over here,” she says, suddenly all fingers and thumbs as she gestures towards the table. Her cheeks are pink, and I know she must be scared. Maybe she doesn’t yet know for sure how much I want her. I can change that. I can make it easy for her.

“Let’s bring them over to the bed,” I suggest. When she looks at me wide-eyed, I can only raise my eyebrows. “There’s only one chair at the desk, after all.”

“Right,” Liliana agrees, sweeping them all up into one pile and then sitting down primly on the edge of the bed, next to the pillows. I sit down next to her, leaving a little space between us.

“Well?” I ask. I want her to feel relaxed and safe before moving this forward any further. It won’t be as good if she’s caught up in her own mind, shaking with nerves like she is now. “Let’s take a look at the first one.”

She spreads it out between us, and I study it, actually trying to apply my local knowledge. “This one isn’t so bad,” I say, nodding. “We can work with this. Now, I take it you’ve strolled along the marina already?”

I look up to see her making a face. “It was kind of boring,” she admits.

“Ah, that’s because you didn’t have a master guide,” I wink. “I can tell you who owns each boat. And how much they cost. Wouldn’t that make it more entertaining?”

Liliana laughs, a little of the tension easing out of her. “Yes, I guess it would,” she says.

We go on like that, planning little things for the next few days. When I tell Liliana that I have all my time free and that she won’t need to go around on her own, there is a gleam of gratitude in her eyes that tells me I’ve made the right choice here. She wants to spend this time with me as much as I do with her.

Which only reinforces in me the desperate need to make this woman mine.

“It’s getting late,” I say, at last, glancing out across the balcony at the darkening sky. Between a little planning and a lot of conversation, hours have passed us by. “You must be hungry.”

“I am,” Liliana confirms, checking her watch. “I didn’t even realize how late it was. You must need to head out for a dinner somewhere.”

“No,” I tell her with a smile. “Remember? I have no work until next week. I’m all yours.”

She bites her lip shyly, looking down at the covers of the bed between us. “Then, should we order some room service? I don’t feel like going out.”

“We should,” I say, reaching for the menu. After a short discussion, I place the call, making a mental note to myself to pay the room service bill on the way out instead of just leaving it on her bill. Then we hurry to clear away the maps, that done, we sit back down on the bed, and I sense a shift in the atmosphere almost right away.

Something between us has changed. Maybe it’s that we don’t have the maps between us, separating us anymore. I shift a little closer to her across the mattress and I feel it even stronger. There’s a heat rolling off her, a magnetism that draws me closer. I look at her and see that she’s looking down at my hand on the bed. I watch her face as I lift it with my thumb and forefinger.

I move my hand to cup the side of her face gently, and her eyes finally move up towards mine – then down to my lips.

I don’t need to be told twice. I move in, capturing her mouth with mine, kissing her at first sweetly and then deepening it as she responds. When I flick my tongue over her lips, her mouth opens, letting me inside.

I can’t help but shift closer, pulling her towards me, both hands cupping her face now. She’s so sweet and responsive under me, moaning right into my mouth. It only spurs me on further, and I feel myself getting hard as hell.

I can’t hold back. I want her so badly, I need to be inside her. I need it now. I shift my weight, laying her down on the bed, settling her head on the pillows as I move over her. I run my hands up and down the sides of her body as the kiss only deepens, feeling how she shivers under my touch. She’s so responsive, it’s driving me crazy.

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