Page 61 of The French Kiss


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Slowly, I soften, withdrawing from her and slipping out. Carefully, protecting her exhausted body, I get out of bed and go to the bathroom where I use a warm washcloth to wipe myself down before checking my shoulder. I’m bruised... but she didn’t break skin.

“Do you need a rabies shot?” Autumn asks sleepily as I come back with another washcloth and carefully start wiping her body down.

“No,Princesse,” I assure her. “Are you... hurt?”

“Fuck no,” she answers, shivering happily when the warm cloth rubs over her inner thighs. “That was amazing. I don’t think I’ve ever come that hard.”

Seeming drunk on pleasure, she begins to giggle. I lie down, pulling Autumn into me, her back to my front with my arms wrapped around her like she might try to escape me.

Wiggling her ass against my now soft cock, she asks, “Am I the little spoon to your big spoon?”

I growl into her ear, “You’re the perfect spoon for me to grip and grind and rut into. And then curl around for what I expect will be a great night of sleep for us both.”

“Is Xerxes okay in the other room?”

That she worries about my dog when all he’s done is be rude to her tells me a lot about Autumn. “He’s fine. He, uh...” When she looks over her shoulder at me, I confess, “He’s lying in the guest bed, tucked in on the pillows as though they’re a nest.”

She stares at me for a second, trying to decide whether I’m joking or not, and then laughs. “Of course he is. Lucky dog.”

“Eh, I consider myself lucky that he chose me. We’re kindred spirits, though he’s perhaps not as charming as I am?”

Autumn mock-glares at me. “Are you fishing for more compliments after I told you that your dick reminded me of the Eiffel Tower?” When I don’t deny her charges, she answers, “He’s definitely not as charming as you, though you’re losing points by the second.” The warning is accompanied by a big yawn that she rushes to cover with her hand.

“Sleep,Princesse. You’ll need your energy for tomorrow.”

I push a button on the remote that stays on the bedside table, and we are blanketed in darkness. Autumn snuggles into me again, buried to her chin and surrounded by me.

“What’s tomorrow?” she murmurs.

I kiss her shoulder and whisper, “Week two of the competition begins.”

I’m not sure she hears me because she falls asleep quickly, a testament to how spent she is after the hard fuck, but I can’t sleep. I want to watch her in the darkness, listen to her breathe, and bury my nose in her soft hair to breathe her in.

Tonight, something changed. With us, and within myself.

I’ve never dated seriously, never even considered it. But when I told Autumn that this was not casual, I don’t think she understood how much I meant that. I could’ve waited on her if she’d asked me to, painfully and agonizingly delaying the inevitable until she was ready.

But now that I’ve had her, there’s no going back. I’m addicted to her. My Autumn, myPrincesse.

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