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"Oh, I'm seventeen," he says right away, and I burst into laughter, unable to stop myself.
"Then I should be worried," I say playfully, fingering his arm.
"I'm twenty-four; I'll turn twenty-five next month." He winks at me.
"Oh, so you're a lion." I hint at his zodiac sign and smile.
"So you're a girl who loves horoscopes?" He chuckles, and his facial expression tells me that he already knew that about me. "I believe you're a romantic soul, considering that you're a Cancer."
I raise an eyebrow in surprise, unable to believe he knows my sign. "So are you, as I can see." I chuckle as well.
"It's my sister, Nikki; she's an astrological expert. She believes she can see all the truth simply looking at the sky."
"Smart girl."
"I always make fun of her for it."
"You're a bastard,” I say playfully. Antoine lowers his face to my belly and kisses my stomach over the dress.
I shudder in response, my skin breaking out in goosebumps, and the heat between my legs appearing again. I dig my fingers into his thick dark-brown hair—the way I wanted to do when he kissed me but didn't dare—and he gives a kiss on my abdomen.
My legs clutch, and Antoine smiles when he sees it.
"I can't believe I met you," he whispers, his lips traveling lower, his face almost next to my pussy. I hold my breath. "You were made for me: so beautiful, responsive, a virgin...I guess I'm the luckiest bastard in the world."
He kisses my pussy over the fabric of my panties and dress, and I tremble in his arms. The heat spreads through my body, concentrating at my center.
Another kiss, this time lower, to my inner thigh, right where my short beach dress ends. I silently thank myself for choosing this outfit. I'm glad I didn't pick the jeans.
"What do horoscopes tell you about relationships between Cancer and lion?" He speaks again and keeps kissing me. His lips feel so good on my bare skin, and his kiss almost burns my already hot leg. I shudder, unable to move, waiting for what he's going to do next.
"Oh, it's a bad combination," I say, barely breathing, trembling in his arms. "The fire element mixed with the water element is a horrible idea."
"Told you it's bullshit," he blurts right away. I'd try to laugh at that if I wasn't so aroused. "I'm going to kiss you and pet you until you beg for release," he whispers, his warm breath spreading over my body, "and then when I feel like you're ready, I'll think about giving you what you need."
He runs his tongue from my inner thigh up to my panties. I can feel how this conversation turns me on; my nipples are hard again, my wrists clutching into fists as I move my hips involuntarily.
"Oh, no, you're not going to participate this time." He pulls his face away and grabs my hips to stop me from moving, looking into my eyes this time. "I'll torture you, and only I decide when it end, do you understand?"
I nod silently, ready for everything he can offer.
"I need to prepare you for the rest of your vacation with me," he says unexpectedly to me, and those words seem like they wake me up from a dream.
What does he mean?
He notices my reaction and continues, "I want to prepare you for our night together."
"Isn't this...our night?" I get on my elbows to see his face.
"No." He shakes his head with a smile, looking straight into my eyes. "You're gonna stay here till the end of next week, and I'm going to pet you and torture you until then, I promise."
He gently raises my dress and gives a smack to my pussy over my panties.
"But...how do you know?" I can barely ask this question; my voice is trembling, and my body is shaking with need.
"I've checked the reservation," he says at ease as if it's the regular thing to do.
Has he been stalking me for real?This thought is supposed to scare me, but it makes me even more aroused.
