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His head lifted slightly, his hands gripped her hard, and he came with a quiet gasp in the back of his throat.
Remi was so close to coming…so close. Julien pulled out of her but soon he replaced his penis with his fingers. He ground three fingers into her wet opening, thrusting hard into her just the way she liked it. Julien licked and sucked her hard and swollen nipples as she arched into his mouth.
Had she ever felt anything this good before? Anything this right? Anything this torrid and hot and wrong and right all at the same time? There was no part of her body that didn’t burn with desire right now. She’d never felt this sexual, this desired, this needed…and she never wanted it to end.
Her orgasm crashed through her so powerfully it almost hurt. Every nerve fired in her back and belly and her clitoris throbbed against her fingers.
Spent at last, she rolled onto her stomach. Julien threw a leg over her lower back as he kissed her shoulders.
“You know what the crazy thing is,” Remi said, still panting. “Sex gets better the more times you have it.”
“If it gets any better, my dick is going to break off.”
“We’ll glue it back on. We’ve got a whole farm full of horses we can-”
“Boss?” Merrick’s voice came through the door and the entire room rattled with the force of his knocking.
“I’m kind of doing something here, Merrick,” Remi said, rolling her eyes.
“I know you’re done fucking. The dishes in the sink aren’t rattling anymore. Thought it was a damn Parisian earthquake.”
“Fine. We’re done. What do you want?”
“I don’t want anything except breakfast and a raise, but we’ll talk about that later. You’re wanted. You left your phone out here, and you have six missed calls from the farm.”
“It’s Sunday,” she groaned.
“Tell that to the fucking horses,” Merrick said.
“I’ll be right out,” she said.
“Put on clothes first,” Merrick ordered. “And take a shower.”
“Anything else, Mister Dearborn?”
“Brush your teeth. And tell Julien to get dressed too. We need to figure our shit out.”
“We have shit to figure out?” she asked.
“What’s your last name?” Merrick demanded through the door.
“Montgomery.”
“What’s the last name of the guy you’ve been banging all night?”
“Point taken,” she said with a sigh. “I’ll be out in half an hour. Take the credit card and go get us some…I don’t know. Croissants? That’s what French people each for breakfast, right?”
“Way to buy into a cultural stereotype, Boss,” Merrick said.
“Actually they do eat croissants for breakfast,” Julien said.
“I’m not talking to you, Julien Brite,” Merrick said, sounding highly perturbed. “I bite my thumb at you. You sullied my lady’s virtue. And if you’re anything like me, you sullied her chest and her face too.”
“But it was really good sullying,” Remi yelled back. “Reallyreallygood sullying.”
“Oh,” Merrick said. “Party like a cock star then. Breakfast in thirty.”
Remi showered and brushed her teeth with a new toothbrush Salena had left for her. Remi wrapped her wet hair into a loose bun and pulled on yesterday’s clothes. The entire time she rehearsed the speech she would have to give her father about where she’d disappeared to and why she hadn’t answered her phone. She was a terrible liar, especially to her parents. She was nineteen before she lost her virginity because she couldn’t bear to lie to her parents about what she’d done on her dates. She’d had to wait until college. If they caught her with Julien Brite, plotting against both families, it would be a tragedy of Shakespearean proportions.
