lovers as casually as most people changed their underwear, Ally ignored the thud-thud of her heart and the embarrassing realization that in two minutes Luc Jeneau, and the monsoon of charm that he exuded, had her tense with desire.
Chapter 2
Thud .
“ Oh ,” Ally moaned, her back hitting the thick, carved door before Luc’s mouth covered hers, his lips warm and soft and slightly open, as if he was teasing her with the promise of tongue.
Her eyelids fluttered open for a moment, one last-ditch attempt to act with reason, poise and dignity , and she took in the dim coolness of the room he’d pulled her into.
“ Vous êtes sî sexy ,” Luc murmured, his mouth moving down her neck. He swung her against the priceless abalone mosaic wall of the downstairs bathroom, his hips grinding into hers, the hardness in his silk slacks growing thicker by the second.
What was that? Ally wondered. Something about…sexy ? It was impossible to think coherently against this onslaught of touches, tastes. It felt as if he had two spare hands the way he caressed every inch of her bare skin, skimming his fingers along the insides of her thighs, holding her at the hip to pull her into his erection, tipping her chin to meet his sinful lips, seemingly all at once. She ached for him, the infinite hardness of his body.
He licked and sucked at her neck, trailing down to dot his lips against her sensitive, trembling collar bone. She felt his fingertips, which had only just hinted at touching the hot, wet core between her legs, begin to slid under her short skirt in earnest. It was that, and the understanding of what came after, which forced Ally to speak.
“Wait,” she said, soft but clear. His hand stopped just an inch from her throbbing apex, tanned warm skin against her cool pale thighs.
“ Oui ?” Luc asked, puzzled. She was a strange woman indeed that could pause in the midst of his practiced seduction.
“Just…wait. I don’t…I don’t usually do this sort of thing…” It sounded feeble at best, the kind of protestation Ally knew a woman should say when a dark, handsome stranger takes her to his priceless bathroom to have her.
I didn’t even say no, don’t, I don’t want to , Ally mused, her heart thudding, her breath a low, rapid pant. Because oh yes, yes, please, I want to .
Luc used his free hand to tilt her chin up, forcing her to meet his dark-eyed gaze. Her blue irises sparkled like gemstones, passionate and inviting.
“You don’t say no,” he murmured, kissing her.
It was as if he could read her thoughts. “I don’t…”
“I promise I will not do a thing you do not want me to,” he said, his breath hot as his mouth trailed along her sharp jaw line to nibble on a sensitive lobe.
“Oh God,” Ally moaned again, her cause lost and forgotten. “Oh God, oh God, yes .”
She brought her hands up to weave her fingers through the dark mass of his shiny hair, alternately stroking and pulling as he worked his way down the column of her neck once more. She could feel her nipples tightening into hard nubs under her black lacy bra and cursed herself for not choosing something low-cut and easy to slip down.
Emboldened and encouraged by her body’s wanton response to him, Luc gripped her by the thigh and pulled her up onto him, so that she clung, her legs wrapped around his waist, while he swung their bodies toward the marble twin sinks. Settling her between the two, he stood back, kissing her right ankle while looking her directly in the eye. She was flushed, still panting and looking to him for the next move.
He grinned at her, unable to keep the satisfaction and exultation hidden. But there was more to it: trust, understanding. He believed her when she said she didn’t do this kind of thing often, despite the fact that the maddeningly sexy curve of her hips and the high tightness of her round little ass under that short dress would suggest otherwise. She was
Chapter 2
Thud .
“ Oh ,” Ally moaned, her back hitting the thick, carved door before Luc’s mouth covered hers, his lips warm and soft and slightly open, as if he was teasing her with the promise of tongue.
Her eyelids fluttered open for a moment, one last-ditch attempt to act with reason, poise and dignity , and she took in the dim coolness of the room he’d pulled her into.
“ Vous êtes sî sexy ,” Luc murmured, his mouth moving down her neck. He swung her against the priceless abalone mosaic wall of the downstairs bathroom, his hips grinding into hers, the hardness in his silk slacks growing thicker by the second.
What was that? Ally wondered. Something about…sexy ? It was impossible to think coherently against this onslaught of touches, tastes. It felt as if he had two spare hands the way he caressed every inch of her bare skin, skimming his fingers along the insides of her thighs, holding her at the hip to pull her into his erection, tipping her chin to meet his sinful lips, seemingly all at once. She ached for him, the infinite hardness of his body.
He licked and sucked at her neck, trailing down to dot his lips against her sensitive, trembling collar bone. She felt his fingertips, which had only just hinted at touching the hot, wet core between her legs, begin to slid under her short skirt in earnest. It was that, and the understanding of what came after, which forced Ally to speak.
“Wait,” she said, soft but clear. His hand stopped just an inch from her throbbing apex, tanned warm skin against her cool pale thighs.
“ Oui ?” Luc asked, puzzled. She was a strange woman indeed that could pause in the midst of his practiced seduction.
“Just…wait. I don’t…I don’t usually do this sort of thing…” It sounded feeble at best, the kind of protestation Ally knew a woman should say when a dark, handsome stranger takes her to his priceless bathroom to have her.
I didn’t even say no, don’t, I don’t want to , Ally mused, her heart thudding, her breath a low, rapid pant. Because oh yes, yes, please, I want to .
Luc used his free hand to tilt her chin up, forcing her to meet his dark-eyed gaze. Her blue irises sparkled like gemstones, passionate and inviting.
“You don’t say no,” he murmured, kissing her.
It was as if he could read her thoughts. “I don’t…”
“I promise I will not do a thing you do not want me to,” he said, his breath hot as his mouth trailed along her sharp jaw line to nibble on a sensitive lobe.
“Oh God,” Ally moaned again, her cause lost and forgotten. “Oh God, oh God, yes .”
She brought her hands up to weave her fingers through the dark mass of his shiny hair, alternately stroking and pulling as he worked his way down the column of her neck once more. She could feel her nipples tightening into hard nubs under her black lacy bra and cursed herself for not choosing something low-cut and easy to slip down.
Emboldened and encouraged by her body’s wanton response to him, Luc gripped her by the thigh and pulled her up onto him, so that she clung, her legs wrapped around his waist, while he swung their bodies toward the marble twin sinks. Settling her between the two, he stood back, kissing her right ankle while looking her directly in the eye. She was flushed, still panting and looking to him for the next move.
He grinned at her, unable to keep the satisfaction and exultation hidden. But there was more to it: trust, understanding. He believed her when she said she didn’t do this kind of thing often, despite the fact that the maddeningly sexy curve of her hips and the high tightness of her round little ass under that short dress would suggest otherwise. She was
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