Destination Desire - Page 23

“No. But not for the reason you think. I realize that Hollywood was never my dream. I no longer take my beautiful home for granted. But I miss my brother.”

“Oh, Blaise.” She leaned against him and kissed his bare shoulder. His flesh warmed her lips. “So he’s still in L.A.?”

“Yes. He has the life he wants. We are no longer estranged but not as close as we once were.” He sighed, took her hand, and rubbed her palm with his thumb. “I have a job I enjoy and a beautiful apartment with a view of the Tour Eiffel. I have friends who do not judge. And I have…” He looked away.

Raine touched his cheek and pulled his face toward her. His golden stubble scraped her fingers. “You have what?”

His lapis eyes smoked as he gazed into hers. “I have a beautiful woman who I would like to get to know better.”

She smiled, and a sweet warmth flooded her heart. She pressed her lips to his in a feathery kiss. “I’d like that, too.”

He gathered her close. “I want you,” he whispered. “For as long as you can stay.”

Raine scrambled out of his arms and pulled him off the bed. She knelt in front of him and unbuttoned his jeans.

“What are you doing, Raine?”

“Keeping a promise.” She fumbled with his zipper, tugged his jeans off, and tossed them to the floor. His erection beckoned, and she closed her lips over it and sucked the tip.

“Ah, chérie.” He thrust farther into her mouth.

She sucked him deep and then backed away, letting the head of his cock slip from her lips. Her tummy twisted as she looked at his handsome face.

“Blaise? I haven’t done this much.”

He cupped her cheek in his strong hands. “It does not matter. I want only you.”

Raine nodded shyly and bent back to her work. She licked the underside of his cock, the saltiness tantalizing her tongue. She sucked him deep a few times and licked down to his balls, nibbling and kissing them. His groans gave her courage, and she returned to take his whole cock in her mouth, letting it nudge the back of her throat.

He groaned. “Ah, Dieu. Suck me, chérie. Just like that.” He grasped handfuls of her hair, nudging her face upward. “Look at me,” he said. “Look into my eyes while I fuck your mouth.”

Their gazes fused, she lowered her lips to the base of his cock, his wiry blond pubic hair tickling her.

“Ah, yes. Swallow me whole, Raine. All of me.” His voice shook.

She sucked, their locked eyes sending sparks to her pussy and warmth to her heart. She withdrew, flicked her tongue over the tip, and licked down to his base and kissed his balls, inhaling their muskiness. She savored his warmth, his strength, his hardness. She tightened the insides of her cheeks around him, letting his heat blaze through her. She sucked him with a harsh passion foreign to her. And she enjoyed every nasty moment of it.

“Chérie, chérie.” He pushed her off of him. “I’m going to come, and I want to come in you.”

Raine nodded, her pussy throbbing for him. She was close to climax already from sucking his gorgeous cock. He sheathed himself quickly, lay down on the bed, and pulled her on top of him. She impaled herself on his thick, rigid cock, groaning at the sheer fullness.

“Ah! So tight.” His biceps tightened as he grabbed the cheeks of her ass and squeezed.

“Mmm,” Raine said, her thighs quivering. She rode him, clutching his pecs as she stared into his beautiful eyes. Within seconds her inner walls clenched and orgasm overtook her. “Blaise! Blaise!”

“Ah oui.” His fine masculine features twisted into a sensual grimace. “I come too. For you.”

Blaise surged into her as her climax peaked, sending her soaring higher than the Eiffel Tower itself. He groaned, gripping her thighs and pushing her down onto him as he convulsed inside her. After their shared release, he wrapped his arms around her and held her tight. She melted against his hard, wet chest.

“Je t’adore, Raine,” he whispered.

Raine flicked her tongue over a red-brown nipple and smiled. Her gorgeous Frenchman wasn’t Jacques le Grand, but oh, the fantasies they could explore together.

“Je t’adore aussi, Blaise.”

* * *

Raine’s heart thudded as Blaise led her out of the elevator. “I’m not sure I can do this.”

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