Page 23 of Get Lost

He looked down at his groin and Kelsey followed his gaze to the bulge in his pants, her eyes widening at the impressive tent made in the fabric. “Not here?” he repeated. “Qu’est-ce que je dois faire de cette érection, ma belle américaine?”

The man even madeerectionsound sexy.

Holding her gaze, he reached down to adjust himself and tucked his cock up into the waist band of his slacks, then zipped and buttoned them and turned to go answer the door. She watched his back muscles work as he moved, mesmerized by the chiseled ridges of this man’s beautiful body.

When he disappeared out of sight, Kelsey pulled in a ragged breath—what felt like the first full breath of air in some time. She leaned forward to peek around the island, but she couldn’t see past Jean-Luc’s large frame, so it was anyone’s guess who’d come to the door. Probably just one of the drunk wedding guests looking for food even though Kelsey had made sure to leave plenty for them in that wing of the large estate. Her black satin midi dress caught her attention, in a heap on the floor just a few feet away. She hadn’t noticed earlier, so caught up in the moment, but he must have brought it inside somehow when he’d carried her in. She just had to stretch her arm and she could probably reach it—

“No.” Jean-Luc’s one word command stopped her in her tracks and tightened her belly.

She lifted her gaze and discovered him watching her over his shoulder. He gave her a quick shake of his head, then she yanked herself back behind the island before she could be spotted by whoever was at the door. They’d probably assume the sexy chef had picked up a drunk bridesmaid or something, so Kelsey would stay hidden and hope for the best. And, who was she kidding, anyway? What had she been planning to do, get back into her dress and slink away to go rub one out in her car instead of staying here to see what tantalizing thing Jean-Luc wanted to do next?

Yeah, riiiiight.

Pressing her lips together to keep from giggling at this very inopportune time, Kelsey shook her head as she looked herself over. She was naked and squatting behind a kitchen island, covered in pastry cream.She glanced down and dipped her fingertip into the cream still spread across her chest, then slipped it into her mouth—

Jean-Luc made a sound deep in his throat and Kelsey froze as the noise reached down into her core and her desire bloomed. She dared to look up at the man whose presence did incredible things to her body. His eyes flared with lust as he set a bottle of champagne on the counter beside him, then adjusted his cock. “Do that again.”

Kelsey smiled coyly, then teased her nipple and brought the vanilla goodness to her mouth once more, making a sultry show of cleaning off her finger.

Jean-Luc’s jaw tightened and his nostrils flared as he unbuttoned his slacks and dropped them to the ground.

Kelsey gasped.

His cock was everything she’d imagined.Massive and thick, and standing at full mast for her.

She’d be lucky if she could take the entire thing, but Kelsey wasn’t a quitter and she didn’t give up easily… not when it came to business anddefinitelynot when it came to pleasure.

Kelsey stood up slowly, and Jean-Luc clamped his hand around his cock, then stroked as she stepped toward him. Her foot hit the metal bowl and an enticing idea bloomed in her mind. Bending, she picked up the bowl, then closed the distance between them, kneeling in front of Jean-Luc.

She placed the bowl on the tile floor between them, then scooped up a dollop of the dessert cream and spread it gently on the tip of his cock. She met his gaze, looking up at him through her lashes, then leaned forward, slowly twirling her tongue around his tip before taking his head into her mouth and sucking the cream off his skin.

“Je savais que tu voulais ma baguette, Kelsey.”

Was he talking about bread at a time like this? When she had his cock in her mouth? Kelsey froze as realization dawned on her, then she pulled back, eyes narrowed as she looked up at him. “What did you just say?”

“Je savais que tu voulais ma baguette, Kelsey.”

“Enanglais, s'il vous plaît.”

Jean-Luc’s lips quirked into a smile. “Since we met, you… uh…” His words trailed off as if he didn’t know how to say what came next, but Kelsey had her doubts. He motioned toward his erection. “You wanted my baguette.” He shrugged and Kelsey nearly choked—thank God Jean-Luc’s cock wasn’t still in her mouth! Er, sorry, baguette. Thank God hisbaguettewasn’t still in her mouth.

“Oui, Jean-Luc.” Not that it was a surprise, considering she’d just had hisbaguettein her mouth.She wrapped a hand around Jean-Luc’s cock, unable to meet her fingers to her thumb. Her eyes widened and she glanced up at him, noting the satisfied—arrogant—smirk on his face.

She rolled her eyes even though he was right to be proud of this, and, frankly, she’d always had a thing for arrogant men.

Kelsey mentally addedcocky assholesto her list of weaknesses…

She slid her mouth over the head, moving down until her mouth stretched to take the massive cockalmostin its entirety. She opened wide as far as she could, then tightened her hand at the base and began torturing him with slow, deliberate strokes. She moaned around his cock and his hands flew into her hair, gripping the sides of her head, not guiding her, but holding her and allowing her to set the pace even though her languid sucking was probably driving him mad.

Which was, in fact, the point. Payback for driving her absolutely bonkers for the past day and a half. With her free hand, she slid her fingers up the inside of his thigh, teasing the area where leg met groin just enough to elicit a soft moan from him, then she slid further back to massage his balls, allowing her thumb to caress that sensitive place between them and his cock.

Jean-Luc’s breath came in heavier bursts, the sound causing a reaction in Kelsey’s body. A slow, torturous heat spread out from her groin, tightening her belly and creating a soft ache between her legs, but she didn’t stop sucking him off, even though what she really wanted to do was ride this beautiful cock until fireworks exploded behind her eyes and the world tilted to a dangerous degree on its axis.

Just thinking about that tightened her thighs together and she couldn’t ignore her own need any longer, so she dropped one hand between her legs to massage herself and—

He stilled her head and she raised her eyes to look up at him.

A muscle in his jaw jumped as he fought for composure, then he slowly pulled his cock from her mouth, wincing as if the loss of the warmth of her mouth was painful, then he released her head and lowered slowly to his knees in front of Kelsey. His hands were on her chest in a flash, massaging the dessert cream in firm circles around her breasts, then he leaned forward and took one into his mouth, sucking hard and sending a jolt of electricity straight down to her core. She gasped, arching her back as he sucked her soft flesh and teased her nipple with hard strokes of his tongue.

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