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She put down her garden tool and came over to place a flower crown on my head.
“For the Princess of Wonderland.”
Paul squeezed my waist to bring me back to the present.
“It’s between gardenias and jasmine,” I said. “They bring back sweet memories of planting them in the garden with my mom or her putting them in my hair.”
George brought out a stack of blotters and jars to his desk. “I’d like to watch your reaction.”
He watched me closely as he handed me the test scents and nodded after every response, especially those I kept bringing to my nose to inhale again. He next placed something on my skin and then put his nose down to smell.
Then we sat and waited. “How long does it usually take?”
“Not too long, Nadia.” ”
George called me back within minutes.Not long.
The fragrance had an otherworldly scent that Paul’s had, but with a floral undertone that engaged my senses. It wasn’t rich or overpowering.The best scent I ever had.“It’s perfect.”
George smiled.
Paul held up my wrist and inhaled deep. “It’smyNadia.”
His eyes were a smoldering fire, full of possession and desire. A thread began to form between us, and he bound me closer.
I shifted my legs on the seat to soothe the ache there. My skin prickled at seeing George, who busied himself with his bottles.
Paul spoke in French to George, who immediately left and locked the door. He may have done this before, but my body didn’t care. We stood, and he yanked me flush to him. His closeness heated my bloodstream. A zing rippled through me at his touch. His chest heaved as his breath came as fast as mine.
Paul’s expression turned to unabashed lust, and I knew he would fuck me right here.
He took my hand and moved us to the back of the shop, then unfastened my dress with haste.
“Oh, yes,” I rasped.
I even helped him as he removed my clothes. My back hit the velvet-covered wall. He pulled off his trousers, leaving them on the tile floor. He stood before me, hard, with no underwear.
My lips parted. “Paul.”
“Give me your leg,” he commanded and pulled it higher as my hands dug into his broad shoulders. He ran his head over my clit, and I buckled into him.
“Oh, God.” I lifted my leg higher, pleading for him to push his cock inside me.
Just the feel of the head as it slipped into my slick entrance had us both moaning. The sensation was nothing other than bliss.
“Fuck, baby. You feel good. Stay still,” he gritted as he held my leg and hip tightly, setting a sensually slow rhythm. Each glide had me hotter. I could feel myself getting closer to my orgasm, but I held on to savor the feel of him. Paul was the same, groaning and breathing hard as he pumped his cock inside me.Ohhh, yes.
With every roll of his hips, he sank his cock deeper, angling it to rub my clit as he drove inside me. The pressure at my core was so intense that I grunted, and Paul was right there with me, riding to the edge of oblivion. As he lifted me higher, he plunged deeper than he had ever been before, and I yelled as I came hard, “Paul!”
My whole body quaked against him, shaking in his arms.
Paul followed after me, crying out my name in his release. A sob crawled up my throat as another orgasm rocked my body.
I wrapped my other leg around him to keep him inside, to keep our connection. We breathed together until his erection softened. After a little while, Paul eased me down to my feet, and I leaned up to kiss his lips. He stroked his hands down my face.
“Look at us.”
“Yes. How do you feel?” His expression had the glint of undisguised satisfaction. His lids were heavy, a wicked smile on his lips.
