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“Oui, oui,” he said. “Like that.”
“Fuck, yes. Keep…going.” My orgasm extended, spiraling me into breathless convulsions. I clung to him, my hips rising from the car seat.
Eduardo stayed with me, pushing me through it. The satisfaction was wonderful. Maybe it was the risk, maybe the fact he was so damn talented with his fingers. Either way, it was incredible.
“Yes, yes, that’s it…thank you.” I squirmed, needing the stimulation to stop. My clit was so swollen and tender now.
“It is I who thanks you. To touch you is incredible. You are so responsive.” He stroked my chin, his fingers damp. “I hope I can do it again sometime.”
I kissed him, a deep, urgent kiss that I hoped told him just how much I’d enjoyed myself.
Chapter Fifteen
Eduardo drove us back along the wide, palm-tree-lined roads to the gated community. When he pulled up on his drive, I touched his leg. Would he want me to come inside, find his own release from the sexual tension that had built between us over lunch? I certainly wouldn’t complain if he did.
But before I could speak, his phone alarm went off.
“Oui, it is time.” He opened his car door.
“For what?”
“Wait there.”
Again he scooted around and opened my door for me. He held out his hand.
“Time for what?” I asked again.
“It is the day I always call my mother. We are both awake, and she will have finished her evening class but not yet be asleep.”
“Oh, okay.”
He kissed my knuckles. “You understand?”
“Of course.” I smiled and pushed down any disappointment that might have shown in my eyes.
“But if it would not upset her, know that I would take you to my bedroom and make long sweet love to you,ma choue.”
“Is that right?” I waggled my eyebrows.
“Oui, and you would be so exhausted afterwards I’d have to hold you tight all night long.”
“I have my fair share of stamina.”
“Ah, but have you ever been with a Frenchman before?”
“I…er, no.”
“So you have no idea of the skills I have that will drain all the tension from you and fill you up with pleasure and satisfaction.”
I remembered the orgasm he’d given me only minutes ago with just his fingertips. “Then I will look forward to the experience.”
He grinned, and his eyes filled with desire. “It will be soon, that is my promise to you.” He pressed a kiss to my cheek, his lips lingering on my skin.
After saying our goodbyes and Eduardo still clutching his phone, I wandered over to the brothers’ house. Ben had given me a key, and I let myself in.
The place was quiet. A kit bag and pair of trainers had been dumped beside the table in the hallway.
For a moment I paused, the cool AC wrapping around me, and then I yawned and had a sudden wave of exhaustion.
