Last Chance for Paris - Merry Farmer Page 0,13

her sex. She arched her back, stretching her arms over her head and surrendering fully to him. He, in turn, gripped her knees and spread them farther apart in a move that was commanding and sensual. She shivered at the sensation of being completely at his mercy, then cried out in pleasure as he brought his mouth to her sex.

He knew exactly what he was doing, with his lips, his tongue, and his hands. The intensity of pleasure she felt as he licked and stroked her, then slipped his fingers inside of her, was devastatingly good. As much as she wanted to linger and enjoy every potent sensation, her body leapt to the point of orgasm in no time. She was ready and straining toward the edge so fast that it dazzled her. His fingers worked magic, but the way he swirled his tongue around her clitoris then gently sucked was what snapped her control.

She cried out wordlessly as she came, her whole body throbbing with pleasure as he continued to tease and torment her. It was so good that she closed her eyes and narrowed her focus to the throbbing in her sex. He moaned in appreciation as she shuddered, and as the intensity of her orgasm began to fade, he shifted his body over hers and plunged into her hard and fast.

Her eyes flew open and she gasped at the sensation of him filling her. He was large and thick and stretched her to an almost alarming degree. His thrusts were needy and insistent as well, driving her to a whole new level of pleasure. She arched into him, wrapping her arms and legs around him and urging him to take her harder and deeper. Her panting in time to his thrusts turned into cries of joy that matched his increasingly urgent sounds, until he let out a shattering cry and came inside of her. The moment was beautiful, sensual, and she didn’t want it to end.

Their bodies remained hot and entwined as the urgency to mate left them, transitioning into a floating, spent peace and intimacy. He sagged on top of her, and she held him tighter, not wanting him to leave her quite yet. As rash and unlikely as their mating was, she wasn’t ready to let go of the way it made her feel. In fact, she was certain that she wouldn’t ever want to let go of him. She’d found the ally she’d been missing at last.

Chapter 4

As far as Louis was concerned, it was a minor miracle to awake the next morning with Solange still in his bed, her luscious body draped partly over his. She was already awake as sleep left him, and when he drew in a breath and rubbed his eyes to make certain he wasn’t still dreaming, she grinned at him.

“I’m so glad I didn’t kill you,” she said in a purring voice.

Louis’s eyes popped wide and he sat up. “Glad you didn’t what?”

Solange made very little effort to cover herself as the bedcovers slipped down to her waist as she, too, sat. Louis was immediately distracted by the tempting sight of her round, firm breasts and their dark nipples. He remembered how they tasted and how Solange had sighed in pleasure as he’d teased them with his tongue. In spite of his surprise at her statement, his prick stirred to life.

Solange lowered her eyes, her lashes brushing gently against her cheeks. “I’ve been trying to kill you for weeks,” she confessed. A flush of color painted her face, making her look every bit as charming as her words were not.

“Kill me?” Louis didn’t know whether to be angry or anxious, or whether to roll her to her back and show her just what she would have missed out on if she’d gone through with her apparent mission. Perhaps Sebastian was right after all when he warned that Solange was dangerous.

She bit her lip and glanced up at him. Louis didn’t have to be a genius to see that she was attempting to seduce her way into easing his negative reaction to her statement. He was a little surprised that it worked so well.

“I thought you were Lafarge’s son,” she explained. “I saw you in his company in Abidjan all those years ago. And my informant at the Moulin Rouge confirmed that you were Lafarge’s love child.”

“Your informant? At the Moulin Rouge?” He was certain he looked like the biggest fool alive as he shook his head and attempted