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He grips my ass, parts my cheeks, and enters my dripping pussy in one hard thrust.
I stretch out my arms on top of the table for support as Bryce pounds into me.
“Keep breaking the terms of our agreement, and I’ll have to find more ways of punishing you.”
He drops his muscular body on top of mine and enters me even deeper as he massages my clit.
It’s as if a raging volcano consumes my body whole.
“I’m going to come!”
My legs tremble as Bryce feathers my clit with more speed as our skin slaps louder with each thrust.
“God— I’m —Bryce—”
I come so hard it knocks the air out of my lungs. I would’ve fallen off the chair if he wasn’t holding me so tight.
“Christ!” he roars, thrusting hard as he empties his balls.
We stay like that, both of us breathing heavy until he eases back and his cock slips out of me.
“Come on,” he says in a soft voice, lifting my spent body in his arms.
He walks towards the bed, drops me on it, and falls on the mattress next to me. He pulls me close into his body as he folds the covers to shield our naked bodies. His warm breath inhales and exhales near my ear.
I could stay like this forever, wrapped in his arms.
“You’re still trembling. Was that too intense for you?”
I meet his gaze. “Is that all you’ve got, Mr. Van Der Linden?” I ask but my voice is weak.
He brushes my damp hair away from my face. “I’ve got a lot more, but I’m not sure you can handle it.”
Chapter 10
Sofia
The rest of the week in Paris was a whirlwind of meetings, lunches, afternoon teas, and a lot of translation. It also included a lot of deals for Bryce. He even landed the contract with the three guys we met on the first day.
All in all, it was an unforgettable week.
Bryce is quite pleased with my performance.
I’m thrilled.
He surprised me each morning with a sexy lingerie selection and a brand-new designer suit. That’s on top of the pretty dresses that were hanging in the closet.
He bought me so many new clothes, shoes, handbags, and accessories, I had to buy a second suitcase. I don’t know who his personal shopper is, but the person is gifted.
During the evenings, we made the rounds of Bryce’s Parisian friends, and I spent the week hobnobbing with Paris’s rich and influential crowd.
Each evening was surpassed by the next.
We were invited back to Mariella’s. We also had a girls’ lunch at Le Jules Verne Restaurant.
I lost my mind.
The experience of sitting on top of the Eiffel Tower, enjoying an exquisite meal is one of the highlights of this trip.
