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She doesn’t hesitate. “Lyon, in the east of France. It’s one of the largest cities of our country.” Gone is the shyness, the discomfort. It’s mesmerizing really, how she changes. It reminds me of the way she performed on stage earlier. “It's the place where the rivers the Rhône and Saône meet. It’s beautiful and we’ve got everything really.”
“Everything?”
She grins and nods. “Great food, which is very important in our culture. History. The city has a lot of narrow streets, that we calltraboules, those are the secret, covered passageways and courtyards of the old part of the city.” She gives a long sigh. “But I don’t want to live there anymore.”
“And the fact that you don’t want to live there anymore has something to do with the notebook?” Suddenly I’m eager to know more. I like listening to her breathy voice with that soft accent.
She shrugs. “Yeah. That’s what I told you yesterday.”
Has it only been one day? In my defense, a lot has happened in the last twelve hours.
“All right, careful with this one. It’s for extra points.” I give her a wink. “I was born in San Francisco. My father is from Mexico and my mother is from New York. We moved here when I was six years old.” Angélique takes her time as she gives my face a careful once over. “That sounds plausible.”
“So, true or false?”
“True?”
I snicker and shake my head. “Could be, angel, but it isn't.”
She blinks in surprise. “No?”
I shake my head slowly. “No.” She nibbles on her bottom lip and runs a hand through her hair. She looks nervous and I feel my cock leaking. Will she make a run for it? God, I hope she makes a run for it. I sit back on my heels to give her space, but instead of dashing out of bed, she places her hands flat on her belly.
“Now what?” She breaths.
I slowly peel away her fingers from her body, placing them behind my neck. I whisper, “Now I collect.” I lower my body and nibble on the skin on her neck like it’s a damn creamy dessert, tracing my tongue down to the sensitive spot just above her collarbone. “I get to play with you,” I murmur. “After all, I didn’t earn one, but two points. How I love this game.” My teeth bite into her flesh and I suck hard, enjoying her gasp. My tongue darts out to soothe the bruised skin and I pull back, enjoying my work of art.
Mine.
I trace my finger around the mark and let my mouth find her nipple through the soft material. My fingers find the hem of her nightgown and I tug at it, making her understand what I want. She tilts her ass and I free her pale, soft skin from the material and drop it in a pile on the floor. The sight of her creamy, naked skin is mouth-watering and I squeeze my cock to prevent myself from coming on the spot. My mouth is back on her nipple, giving her short, quick licks like a cat drinking from a saucer of milk. She shivers and moans while my hands trace down and slide my hands along the insides of her thighs.
“D’you like that, baby?” I tease with a husky voice. My hands caress the thin layer of her panties and she whines when my fingers slide across the seam of the material, touching her soft secret hairs. “Because I sure do.”
The moment her panties are slid down at her feet, my hands spread her legs wider. “Open up for me.” I dip a finger into her pussy and growl in pleasure when I feel how wet she is for me. She moans and arches her back when I enter a second finger. I suck the fingers into my mouth, curling my tongue around them, savoring her unique flavor. And,okay, enjoying her heated gaze as she watches my every move like a hawk. Her pupils are wide.
“You want me to make you feel good?” I grab one of her small hands and wrap it around the hard contour of my clothed cock. “You’re making me so hard, babydoll.” Then I feed her my fingers and she greedily sucks them in, sweeping her tongue over them. I take my free hand to grab hers, cover them both over my cock and start with lazy, slow strokes. Fuck, this teasing’s driving me crazy. But if I pump it faster, I’ll blow straight away. She surprises me by gently peeling my hand away.
“Let me. I want to make you feel good too.” She tucks at my briefs and without a second thought I tearoff my underwear, releasing my restrained balls and thick, rock-hard cock that’s slick with pre-cum. Her eyes widen briefly, but then her fingers are back and she dips in the salty liquid before sucking it into her mouth with a soft moan.
“Fuck yeah,” I growl and I let my fingers slide back into her wet pussy. She wraps her legs around my waist, claiming my body heat, and then she starts to pump my cock from tip to base, the pressure perfect. I grunt and my balls grow impossibly tight.
“Oh fuck, that’s it, baby.Fuuuuuck.”
“That feels good?” Her voice is like warm liquid and it gives me another jolt of pleasure. My fingers take over her rhythm and I hear her panting. She’s close, I feel, and so am I. Her touch becomes sloppy as she increases the speed, and I squeeze my eyes close as I chase my high.
“I’m gonna—” she moans, and I fucking explode. Then her body tenses and she squeezes me impossibly close, nuzzles my neck and lets out the sweetest mewl.
We stay like that, breathing loudly, quietly coming back to the real world. When I feel her grip loosen, I roll off her and land beside her on my back.
“Wow,” she whispers.
“Yeah.” I stare at the ceiling for what feels like hours, but when I hear her soft chuckle, I turn my head around. She’s clumsily cleaning my jizz from her belly with an abandoned towel and I grin.
“I, uhm, really should get some sleep. You, if you want…” Her face flushes as she gestures to the bed. “You can stay if you want to.”
I roam her face for a minute, once more baffled. How is it possible that she manages to turn the situation around so quickly?Iam the one in control, always.Iam the one who tells my bitches how to behave,whereto touch me,whento touch me,howto touch me.
She sighs. “Okay, the choice is yours. I’m going to sleep. Just…” She fiddles with the bedsheet before her eyes find mine again. “I don’t know what makes you think I’m an escort. I’ve only ever had one boyfriend.”
