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“I’m afraid to ask what it’s worth.”
“You don’t want to know.”
“I suppose I don’t. What’s your othermodification?”
I smile as I slide down to my knees. I slowly run my hands up her bare thighs until they meet her panties, pulling them down and off, and then placing them in my pocket.
I take advantage of the slit and sink my face into her pussy and give her a long, slow lick. When I’m done, I look up at her. “I want you bare for me tonight. I want to touch you and smell you all night until I can’t take it another minute. And then we’re going to come back here and I’m going to fuck you until the sun comes up.”
Her cheeks flush and her breathing picks up. She swallows a few times. “My slit might be a little high for this party.”
“Don’t worry, I’ll be glued to you all night. No one will see what’s mine.” I apply a little pressure to her pussy. “You’ll enjoy tonight. I promise.”
We walk outside and get into the limo. Nico is in the front with the driver, and the partition is up. I immediately run my hand under her dress and dip two fingers into her.
She grabs my wrist. “Beckett. What are you doing?”
“I told you. I want to touch you, taste you, smell you. All night.”
She gradually releases my wrist, spreads her legs a bit, and leans her head back, giving in to the pleasure.
As I pump my fingers in and out a few times, her jaw slackens and she grips my shirt. I take it nice andslow. I want to keep her on the edge all night, never taking her over. She’s going to be begging for it, dripping for it, by the time we get back.
I give just a few more pumps before I pull my fingers out and suck them into my mouth. She watches on with heavy eyelids. Her breathing is labored. “Please. Finish before we get there.”
I take her hand and kiss it. “Not yet, cherry pie.”
I give her a few moments for her breathing to even out before saying, “I should tell you that there may be cameras at the event tonight. I can’t control that.”
“Cameras?”
“Paparazzi. The Italian paparazzi, in particular, can be aggressive.”
“Oh, well I can’t imagine they’ll care about me.”
But they care about me. Perhaps I shouldn’t share that.
We arrive at The Vatican and Nico opens the door for us. Amanda looks around in wonderment as we get out of the limo. Camera flashes go off in our faces immediately.
It’s undoubtedly overwhelming for her.
I whisper, “It’s easier to just smile for a few photos and then they’ll move on. If you play hard to get, they want you more.”
She nods in understanding as we both smile for a few photos with my arm around her.
I feel her stiffness as she takes in our grand surroundings, and we make our way to the front door. “Relax. It’s just a party. We’re going to drink, eat, and dance. By lunch tomorrow, you’ll be in a bikini on a boat deck with the best piña coladas you’ve ever hadand all the cherries you can eat. I’ve had three cases brought on board.”
She giggles as I feel her begin to relax. “Are the cherries for me or you?”
I lick my lips. “Both. Amanda-dipped cherries are now at the top of my food pyramid.”
She smiles and I swear my heart explodes. I’m so far gone for her.
“They won’t have piña coladas tonight. They’ll only have Italian wines. They’re strict about that here. You don’t have to drink it.”
“It’s not like I can’t drink wine. I just prefer a good, cold, cherry-filled piña colada.”
“I prefer a cherry-filled Amanda.”
