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“Did I say something wrong?”
“No, you didn’t. I’m simply taken aback. I didn’t think men like you could fall for a woman like me.”
“I’m usually all business, but when I’m with you, I feel alive. You remind me there’s more to life than just negotiating and closing deals. Seeing Paris through your eyes this week has allowed me to fall in love with this city again. I like everything about you—almost everything…”
I give him a suspicious side look, waiting for him to continue.
“You’re not going to finish your sentence?”
“I like almost everything about you except your name. I’m sure you’re not an Amanda, and I’d love to know your real name.”
My heart is pounding like a drum.
“I fell for you since our first time together. I know I shouldn’t have, but I couldn’t help myself.”
“I’m happy you couldn’t help yourself,” he says. “What’s your real name?”
“Silly me.” I’m floating on a cloud. “My real name is Sofia. Sofia Herrera.”
“Sofia.” He nods. “I like that. How old are you?”
“I’m twenty-eight.”
“I’m forty-four.”
“I know.”
“Google or Todd?”
“Both.”
“I love being with you for so many reasons, Sofia—I especially love how you allow me to have my way with you. You submit so beautifully.”
“You bring out a part of me I had never explored before, and I’m grateful for the gifts, I can’t thank you enough for the clothing, and I’m glad I was able to help by playing the part of translator, but what I love the most about this Parisian trip, is spending time with you.”
“I know this might seem complicated given our initial arrangement, but I’m sure we can figure things out together when we get back to Manhattan.”
“I agree, let’s think of this when we get back. Right now, I’m dying to kiss you.”
He pulls me onto his lap, and I straddle him. He grabs my face with both hands and kisses the living daylights out of me.
It’s the kind of passionate kiss you feel all the way down to your tippy toes.
After so many crushing setbacks, something wonderful happens in my life.
He breaks the kiss.
His hungry eyes stay on me as he rips open my white linen blouse, releasing my engorged breasts, still trapped inside the white lace bra he selected for me that morning.
His gaze drops before pushing aside the fabric and grabbing my nipple with his mouth. He sucks and bites it hard.
I whimper, push my breast against his face, and the sparks are flying, even more so when a couple walks on by. Thank the dear Lord for tinted windows.
I reach down, unzip his pants, grab his hard cock in my hand, and stroke it.
He bites the top of my shoulder hard as my hands slide up and down his cock. I’m so glad I opted for a skirt instead of jeans. His hand is quick to tug my panties aside and his fingers toy with my clit.
I work his cock faster and he grunts louder with every stroke, and I moan as his fingers slide into my wetness.
