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While I let her explore, my fingers did the same, unhurriedly sweeping over the curve of her hip and down her thigh. I yearned to kiss her exactly on that spot, but she appeared to be enjoying what she was currently doing.
“Did you have fun tonight, G?” I asked, my voice croaking slightly as I let a finger rub her pussy overtop of her panties. She was soaked right through.
Her fingers halted for a moment, and she looked up at me with a smile. “The whole day was fun, Beau. Your mom is funny and kind. Far too generous, but I’ll forgive her for that,” she said with a smile.
That’s when I noticed her earrings again as they caught the flickering light of the candles. My fingers touched them lightly and I smiled. “I don’t even want to know if they’re real or not,” she said, the tips of her fingers grazing my hand softly.
“The earrings? Very real,” I said, still entranced by how absolutely perfect they looked on her. There wasn’t a woman alive who would wear them better.
She let out a small huff, “I told your mom I wouldn’t wear them if they were real.” Her head flopped back to the pillow. “What if I would have lost them?”
“They’re insured,” I blurted out without thinking.
“What? What do you mean ‘they’re insured’?” She sat up, a deep frown on her forehead. “How would you know that?”
Above all else, honesty. That’s what Gigi wanted, that was what she was going to get. I wasn’t sure she could handle it yet, but she was going to get it. “They’re my earrings, that’s why.”
“Your earrings?”
“Mm hmm, all of us kids got a pair. Élise wasn’t allowed to wear hers until she was engaged. Lucien gave his set to Elayne when he proposed.”
Gigi shook her head. “These are different, then. Your mom told me to keep them. I refused, of course. But she wouldn’t give me earrings that are meant for your future—”
“Wife. That’s why she’s holding on to them. The deal was, once we found, ‘the one’, that we’d go to Mom and have, ‘the talk’ and explain to her why we wanted to marry a prospective spouse. Then and only then would she even consider giving them up.”
Her fingers went to her ears, but I held them away. “They look extraordinary on you, leave them. Please?” I asked, bringing her hand to my mouth for a kiss.
“Beau, your mom obviously made an error. I’m sure she didn’t mean—”
That was when I decided I’d had enough of listening to her. I leaned over, taking her mouth with mine. The tips of my fingers skimmed over her breasts, teasing her nipples further. I placed featherlight touches around and over them.
The backs of my fingers teased her hard buds slightly more firmly. “Ahh, Beauregard,” she whispered in her French accent. Damn, every time she said my full name like that, it went straight to my cock. My already throbbing cock.
Her body began slowly writhing under my touch, her thighs clamping together tight as she moaned. Soon, my mouth replaced my fingers on her nipples, while my fingers lazily traveled down to her pussy. Christ, she was drenched now, and that knowledge nearly had me coming in my briefs.
My middle finger filled her with ease, her body arching up, begging for more. So beautiful, so fucking beautiful. I fucked her with my finger while I claimed her mouth, swallowing each and every exquisite moan she let out.
I was consumed by the sounds she made—I was drunk with her desire. She bucked against my hand when I brushed my thumb over her helpless, eager, clit. “I need you, please.” She sighed desperately between needy kisses. Her fingers found my cock and she clasped her hand around it. “Please, Beauregard, please.”
If she stroked me any more than she was, I would undoubtably not last much longer.
I spread her legs as I crawled between, gently nudging them open with my knees. “My panties,” she said, her hands reaching down to her hips. There was no way I was moving.
“Let me,” I said, moving her fingers away. I grabbed the material above her hip and ripped them open. Then I did the same with the other side before I tore them off and threw the useless scraps on the floor.
“You did not just tear my panties off,” she said, her mouth open wide and her eyebrows raised.
I lowered myself down on her, my cock lying on her hot, swollen pussy. “Had to be done,” I said, kissing the elegant dip in her neck. I licked up to her ear, kissing the large, round diamond there. For some reason, I took the entire lobe of her ear into my mouth and sucked on it—diamond and all. My tongue swirled around the valuable stone and around the even more priceless earlobe.
Gigi started giggling, her hands playing with my hair behind my neck. “That tickles,” she said, still laughing. Fuck but I loved that sound. I kissed a path down her neck, savoring the salty taste and floral smell of her skin. When I ended up at her other ear, I did the same, odd thing—capturing her earlobe in my mouth, licking and sucking on it and the diamond earring.
Again, she laughed, wiggling beneath my body in the most delicious manner. “Are you trying to bite them off? I’ll take them out, if you move for a second,” she said, bringing her fingers up to her ear.
Immediately, I grabbed both of her wrists with my hands, bringing them over her head against the pillow. “Leave them be, Geneviève. I like them exactly where they are,” I said, almost surprised at hearing the words leave my lips so easily—without any hint of regret.
The truth was, I more than enjoyed seeing those earrings on her. It made me feel a kind of intense possessiveness—and pleasure I’d never experienced before. She ground up against my cock and I bent down to kiss her awaiting lips.
“Are you on the pill? Or should I get a condom?” I asked, still kissing her mouth and up her cheek.
