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"And romantic." I laugh as he climbs on top of me, pinning my hands over my head. I wrap my legs around him, needing the contact. He stares down at me with so much heat in his eyes I feel like I could melt. "You know I was literally just thinking about you."
"All good thoughts, I hope."
"Yes." I kiss him again, still not able to believe he is here with me.
“I’m going to fuck you senseless, then we’re going for dinner at my favorite little bistro."
"You have a favorite bistro in Paris?" I ask, surprised he's even been here. I forget he's had a whole life I don't know much about.
"I have lots of favorite things in Paris; it's one of our biggest fan bases. But right now, you are the only favorite thing I care about." He buries his face in my neck, kissing roughly, his stubble scratching my skin. "You smell so good. I'm fucking obsessed with you, Millie." His lips are back on mine with a bruising kiss, showing me every bit how obsessed he is. He kisses down my neck, down my clavicle, stopping to remove my camisole over my head. Then his touch is back on me, his hands running over my body down to my pants. I tug at his shirt, bringing it over his head, needing to touch him just as much. His bare chest is sexy as hell, all that ink and hard muscle.
He stands, giving me a better view of him, and I feel a blush rise in my cheeks. He's scorching hot and looking at me like a tasty treat. He pulls me to the edge of the bed and then leans over, unbuckling my pants and dragging them down my legs. His hands running up my legs send a shiver of goosebumps in their wake. "You have the sexiest legs, so damn long. You know since Saturday night the only thing I have been able to think about is them wrapped around my neck as I eat your sweet pussy again."
I suck in a breath, a wave of arousal sweeping through me. Fuck, it was so good last time. Is this what it's like to be with a real man? Someone who is obsessed with you so much he wants to eat you out every time he sees you? Because if it is, sign me up. I'm all for it.
"Is that what you want, Millie? For me to taste your sweet pussy?" His gaze is dark and dangerous and filled with so much promise. I love it.
"Yes," I whisper, breathless. His dirty words have me losing my mind already.
He smirks, knowing what he's doing. His fingers slip under my thong, brushing over my sensitive bits, sending a tingle through me. "You're so wet for me, baby."
I bite my lip, knowing exactly what he's feeling. I'm soaked and so ready for him. He bites into the lace fabric, making a show of using his teeth to drag my thong down my legs slowly. I think it's the hottest damn thing I have ever seen. He tosses it on the floor, then he runs his hands up my legs, shoving my thighs apart as wide as they will go.
He studies me, and I know I should feel self-conscious, but with him, after the way he made me feel last time, I don't. I can also see the bulge of his erection in his pants; he's turned on by me. He dips his head, tasting me. A deep throaty moan escapes him, like I'm the most delicious pussy he’s ever had the pleasure of enjoying. He licks through my folds, sucking at my clit, devouring me.
Everything he’s doing feels so unbelievably good. "More," I plead. "So good." I grip the sheet in my hands, needing something to hold onto as my hips rise on their own to meet his face. His stubble scrapes my thighs, and he digs his fingers into my soft skin, but with the way he moves his mouth over me, I don't care. He places a hand on my belly, holding me in place and making the intensity even stronger.
I moan and pant with every sweep of his tongue. And as my release takes over my body, I cry out. "Fuck, yes, Heath!" Unlike last time, I can be as loud as I want, and I am. The pleasure ripples over me, causing my body to tremble, but he doesn't stop. He laps me up, licking every last drop of my orgasm. I have died and gone to heaven. Heath is certainly making up for lost time, and I'm not complaining one bit. He can follow me around the world giving me orgasms all he wants. I could get very used to this.
HEATH
Ifellinlovewith this girl so long ago. I can't even remember exactly when it happened. But when I look at her now, I know I will love her for the rest of my life. I pull her to standing, kissing her lips with the taste of her arousal still on mine. She comes undone so perfectly for me, soft little whimpers, followed by her screaming my name as she falls apart.
"I'm too weak to stand, Heath," she mutters as I try pulling her to her feet so she can walk with me.
"I'll hold you." I kiss her again, gripping her trembling naked body close to mine. She's out of it, in a pleasure-induced haze, and I intend to keep her in that state for the rest of the night. I walk her over to the window, my arms wrapped around her so her back is to me. "This view is something else, isn't it?"
"It's beautiful," she says dreamily. "Just like you." She brushes some hair off my face and stares up at me, her cheeks flushed, making her porcelain skin glow. She should always look like this, so euphoric.
I smirk back at her, finding it funny she thinks this six-foot-two, unshaven, tattooed and pierced musician is somehow beautiful. But I guess beauty is in the eye of the beholder or whatever that saying is, and I'm glad that's what she sees when she looks at me. "You know what would make it even better?"
She looks over her shoulder, her pretty blue eyes sparkling with desire. "What did you have in mind?"
"I'm so glad you asked." I remove my pants and run my hands over her bare flesh, leaving a scattering of goosebumps as I go. I drop my mouth to her ear. "Me fucking you from behind while we look out over the city. Sounds pretty perfect to me."
"That would be pretty memorable." She looks back out at the view. "Should I worry that someone might see me?"
"I wouldn't. We're five floors up and don't know anyone here." I place a kiss to her shoulder, cupping her breasts roughly.
"Do you have an exhibitionism kink, Heath?" She pushes back into me, giving me the go-ahead. I toy with her nipples before skimming my hands back down her body. I can't get enough of the feel of her skin so smooth and creamy.
"Maybe I just think you're so gorgeous you should be on display while I show the world who you belong to." I slap her ass.
She lets out a breathy moan like she liked it. "Stop teasing me," she pleads.
"What if I like teasing you? You have so many fun bits to play with." I slap her other cheek and get the same reaction. "Spread your legs, baby."
She takes hold of the window frame, spreading her legs nice and wide for me. "Good girl." I reward her by reaching between her legs, my fingers exploring her soaked pussy. She loves me teasing her, playing with her body as I tell her what I want her to do. I stroke her swollen clit in slow measured movements while my other hand finds her nipple, rolling it between my fingers.
