Page 7 of Spy Book Boyfriend

“Oh my God! I have been looking at this bag for months. I have just been too cheap to buy it for myself. Are you sure this is alright? I can get a less expensive bag.”

“Aja, get whatever bag you want. I didn’t put a limit on the price.”

Making her happy was my pleasure. The fact that I could buy her a trinket like this and make her smile with glee was worth the price tag. It was all the reward I needed. When it was my turn to choose, I picked going for gelato.

After eating our sweet treats, we ended up bike riding. Then we engaged in a bar hopping event. We were having so much fun that the time flew by. After eating dinner in one of the best authentic French restaurants in the area, I had one card left.

Since we had been getting along so well, I thought I would shoot my shot to see if she would take the bait.

“I must warn you, Aja, this next choice is a bit forward. You can feel free not to participate, but I hope you do.”

I held up the cards with ‘my hotel’ on one and ‘your hotel’ on the other. When she plucked ‘my hotel’ I was ecstatic. I knew this would play into her need to hack my computer and find out about the attacks. When she smiled at me after reading the card, I knew she would say yes.

“Well, I did promise you a fun time. Sure, I’ll join you at your hotel, Mr. Cruise. You just better make it worth my while.”

“I can promise you this. You will leave with a smile on your face and a limp in your gait. Both will be signs of how satisfied you are with my performance.”

Seven

Aja

Oh my God! I had just agreed to go home with this man. What was wrong with me? On the one hand, I knew I needed to gain access to his computer, to put a stop to this attack. But things were starting to go too far. I really liked this man.

He was handsome, generous, charming and I wanted desperately to see what he had in those pants that fit him like a glove. I knew what it meant for him to ask me back to his room, but was I really willing to sleep with him and then betray him in the same breath? I was so torn between the feelings I was starting to have and the duty I had agreed to do.

“Let’s go before you change your mind.”

Cruise grabbed my hand and tugged me down the street to find a taxi. We literally started running down the street hand in hand. I felt like a teenager falling for her crush. Only Cruise was no teen, he was all man. I was looking forward to seeing if he could live up to all that shit he was talking.

As we sat in the back of the cab, Cruise couldn’t keep his hands off me. It started with him rubbing my arm. Then he began to caress my thigh. Before I knew it, he was pulling me onto his lap and kissing the shit out of me. Oh my god! The man could kiss. It wasn’t like our first time when he bought me the purse. That was child’s play compared to the make out session that went down in the back of that cab.

His mouth on me, lit me on fire. The way that his tongue lapped at mine was nasty and lewd and it made me want to do dirty things to him. My body tingled all over and my panties were soaked. There was such a need for friction in my lady parts that I began rubbing it against his hardness.

“Oh, Cruise, I am going to die before we make it to the hotel. I need you so bad.”

“Trust me, I feel the same. I need to be inside you right now. If I didn’t think it would get us arrested, I would slide your dress up, pull your panties to the side and impale you with my 10 inches.”

Ten inches! Lawd, that thing is going to murder my unused puss. I haven’t had sex in months. Just the thought of it made me rub harder on his length. I needed to know if he was thick too. The movement caused Cruise to growl at me.

“Fuck, woman, you got me so hard I’m about to burst a hole in my pants. I can’t wait to fuck that sweet little pussy of yours.”

Just in the nick of time, we arrived at Cruise’s hotel. The Pullman Paris was so close to the Eiffel Tower that we could walk to the landmark without breaking a sweat. That was saying something in the mid-July Paris heat.

We scrambled out of the cab as Cruise paid the driver. The mad dash to the elevator would have made Gabby Douglas proud. It felt like my clothes were on fire and I needed to get them off. Now!

Cruise unlocked the door to his suite, and we just about fell into the room. I surely would have done a face plant if he hadn’t caught me around the waist. The muscle-bound man didn’t waste any time getting me naked. There was no slow tease to let him savor my body. Mr. Steele wasn’t playing with my ass.

“Get in the chair on you knees and spread that beautiful ass of yours. I have been dying to taste you since I met you. Tonight, I will have my fill.”

Shit, the way he was taking control of the situation had me soaked. I could feel my juices running down my inner thighs. Fuck! I followed his instructions by climbing onto the office chair, and braced my hands on the desk behind it.

Crack!

Oh my god! He just smacked my ass cheek. What the fuck? I wasn’t ready but I think I liked it a little too much.

“I said spread your cheeks, beautiful.”

“Yes, sir,” I squeaked, before doing his bidding.

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