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He shuddered and bit his lip as I lifted again and eased down, taking his shaft deeper. I was still sore, but the pleasure outweighed the pain. I clasped his face, and he let me ride himslow. He clutched my waist hard enough to bruise. His eyes squeezed shut, and he shuddered as I stretched to take him inch by inch inside me. His head fell forward, and his forehead touched mine. “You’re so fucking tight,” he moaned in pleasure, and I let out a soft cry as I went past my comfort to take in more of him.
He grabbed my ass as I moved up and down his cock, my breasts bouncing and rubbing against his shirt. My nipples hardened, and he squeezed and massaged them as we kissed. Then Paul let go and hugged me closer, rocking his cock inside me. My breath staggered, and I moaned. I could feel my orgasm within reach. We were panting hard, and perspiration misted over my body. The sounds were erotic and heightened my lust. I looked at Paul and our gazes locked. His eyes were so full of desire, it made me gush. He felt it, and I tensed.
“It’s sexy, Nadia. It pleases me that you want me, too,” he assured, then moaned into my mouth as he kissed me.
He grabbed my hips, lifting me to ride him faster, and I gritted my teeth as my head fell back. His mouth clamped to my neck, and his teeth nipped at the sensitive skin. I came apart, spasming and shaking in his arms.
“Nadia, fuck,” Paul cried out. He took over, bouncing me on his lap until I felt him lose control. A violent shudder shook his body. I wrapped my arms around him tighter and closed my eyes, wanting to feel everything he felt when he let go and gave himself over to me.
He lifted me off his lap and removed himself quickly, like he wanted to let me go so I wouldn’t cuddle him. It left me feeling empty and alone. Was this the way he planned to treat me from now on?
My stomach soured. He cleaned himself off with a cloth and tucked his cock back into his pants once he was done.
“Paul, I want you to stay inside me longer. You feel so good, but you want to distance yourself from me.” The words were out of my mouth, unfiltered, before I could think twice.
“Nadia, I didn’t mean it that way at all,” Paul grumbled in an admonished tone. “I have to work and prepare before we land in Paris.”
I moved under the covers and turned my back to avoid seeing anything but a desire for me. My heart pounded hard against my rib cage. “Okay. I’ll see you later.”
I could hear Paul exhale long. To my surprise, he stretched out on the side of me. “I’ll stay inside you, and…we’ll rest together.”
He means he’ll hold me next time.
He leaned over and kissed my neck. The stubble on his jaw and the scent of our desire permeated the air, making it hard not to sink against him.
I closed my eyes, and he moved his hands under the covers and cupped my sex possessively. “I know you need to feel special, like you’re mine.”
I placed my hand over his between my legs but didn’t answer. He knew me well already. Therefore, the real question was, what would he do with me?
Paul pulled back the sheets and kissed me all over, and when he entered me again, he took his time.
Tricia had left a garment bag for Paul’s and my official premiere in Paris. She left instructions for makeup and hair, which she recommended styling in a low ponytail with a middle part and light gel to keep strays in place. I had a cropped mohair top with low-waisted pleated pants. The platform boots brought my height to six feet. The jewels provided were violet and blue, which accentuated my eyes.
Paul left me lingerie, and a thrill went straight to my core at another way he sensually kept me engaged. For a powerful man to absorb himself with me made me feel appealing. I’d always been shy naked, but he helped me feel comfortable. Paul had been so gentle when he took my virginity and was passionate on the plane. Still, there were moments when he pulled away to keep our relationship within the constraints of his arrangement, but the intimate nature of our time made it difficult to stay distant.
Once ready, I headed to the front of the plane, where Paul stood with Laurence. The astonishment and desire that crossed his face made all the extra care worth it. He held his hand out for me to take and kissed my cheeks. “You look incredible.”
So does he. He was in a black tweed suit with leather lapels. His dark wavy hair perfectly framed his high cheekbones, and the stubble around his full sensual lips had me drooling.
Director Vitus Dupont’s upcoming birthday was the talk of Paris. The full press had the names of all attendees before the event. Not to leave out Paul’s collaboration with Linux. We had only just exited the airplane, and cameras and microphones were at the gate for an impromptu interview.
Paul took my hand, walked us slowly to the middle, and stopped. There, he answered questions in French while I smiled next to him. Then came the moment when they asked about me.
Paul turned and purred, “Enchanté,” and kissed my hand in front of them.
Our eyes locked, and my pulse quickened with the flashes of cameras that exploded like fireworks. He kissed my cheek and squeezed my hand before rushing us to the awaiting limousine.
While I knew the true nature of our relationship didn’t make me Paul’s girlfriend, he’d taken a step toward including me as an official part of his public life. Nerves and worry filled me when I realized my anonymity had come to an end. How far would the press dig into my life as an extension of his? The public was highly judgmental.
“Nadia, you’re in Paris. You don’t want to miss it.”
He instructed Laurence to lower the windows and open the skylight. I instantly fell in love with the city.
“Can we do a tour, Paul?”
I hadn’t been sure how the arrangement worked or what my expectations were—only that we were learning about each other. The sad part was that I didn’t want to take more, but I stillneeded money. Besides that, he had the means of helping me with my career. I needed to strengthen my skills and broaden my design. Paris was an opportunity.
“Of course, but truly, Paris is a walking city.”
