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Valor had settled into an armchair across the room, apparently determined to stay out of our way.
“If he was jealous, why would he want me to do this?”
“That’s a good question.”
He wrapped his arms around me, and I tipped my head back, wordlessly letting him know I was fine with him kissing me if he wanted to.
“No one but your husband has ever kissed this mouth?”
I bit my bottom lip and shook my head. “Valor has been my only for everything.”
Loïc found the bare skin at the back of my dress and swept his fingers up my spine. They were rougher than I would have anticipated—not smooth and uncalloused like Valor’s. The awareness that I was being touched by another man, burst through me, a forbidden thrill. It wasn’t one of my fantasies, but if it was what Valor wanted? I could do this for him.
My plan had been to try not to enjoy it, so I wouldn’t feel so disloyal, but…
I went up on my toes and wrapped my arms around Loïc’s neck. Tentatively, I let my fingers slide into his dark hair.
I pressed my lips to his, feeling silly, not sure if I knew how to kiss right. He kissed me back, pulling me in closer, his tongue sliding between my lips, opening my mouth with gentle insistence. My shudder was involuntary, as was my quiet gasp. I played with his hair, running my nails along his scalp, and he groaned into my mouth. We kissed for a few minutes as he slid his hands slowly downward, then cupped my ass and pulled me close. I could feel his erection, and I rubbed against it, trying to imagine this was Valor—that he just felt different tonight. But he didn’t kiss like Valor, or smell like Valor, and his hands were bigger, harder. He was a bit taller than Valor, too, and the sweep of his hair brushed my cheek.
He broke our kiss and pressed his forehead to mine. “Your skin is soft,” he said reverently. “Your mouth is so sweet.”
I tried not to look at him, but his gaze insisted on eye contact, and then there was no way to pretend this man was my husband. They weren’t the same at all and trying to trick myself wasn’t working.
He picked me up, and I squeaked in surprise. Instinctually, my legs went around his waist. I was afraid to look atValor, but then was afraid not to. I glanced his way as Loïc moved us to the sofa. Valor looked relaxed, leaning back in the chair he’d claimed, but his rapt gaze and flexing jaw told me he was turned on.
Loïc settled onto the seat, with me on his lap, straddling him, super aware of my bare pussy rubbing against the warm leather of his pants. My face was hot with embarrassment as he trailed his curious fingers underneath the back of my dress to my ass.
“Did someone steal your panties?” Loïc asked gravely, as though I might want to report the theft to police.
“He made me take them off. I spotted you just before I handed them over.”
“So, you’re the one who chose me?”
I nodded, even though it had technically been both of us.
“I could be anyone with a dick and it wouldn’t matter to him?”
“I don’t know. You’d have to ask.”
“It doesn’t matter to me. I was only curious.”
He slid his hands under my dress to cup my backside. He squeezed, and let out a rumble of appreciation. “You have a sexy ass.”
Rather than attempt to come up with a reply, I kissed him again. It was easier to reach his mouth in this position. Was it wrong that I enjoyed kissing him and the way he was touching me? His fingers brushed over my pussy, and I blushed, aware of how wet I was. It felt weird and forbidden, but Valor had taught me to enjoy so many shameful things over the past several years.
I could feel him in the corner, watching us, so I tried my best to look pretty for him, then forgot about him again when the fingers between my legs found my clit hood piercing and explored it gently.
“Naughty girl.” Loïc smiled against my mouth. “Not an innocent little almost-virgin.”
Ishook my head and wriggled my hips to grind my clit against his fingers, but he pulled them away.
He slipped my dress off my shoulders and trailed his fingers over my bare skin, slowly lowering the bodice until the fabric glided down, exposing my breasts.
“Perfection.”
I blushed at the praise, knowing I was far from perfect but feeling far more confident because he was attracted to me.
He explored me with his hands, then pulled me up to a high kneel across his lap. Leaning in, he tugged one of my nipple piercings with his teeth, making me gasp. His soft lips latched on, and he sucked my nipple into his mouth. Jolts of heat spread through my already overheated body. By the time he got to my other nipple, I was whimpering and making little begging sounds that seemed loud in the suite’s living room. Hopefully the place had decent soundproofing.
