Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 89666 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 448(@200wpm)___ 359(@250wpm)___ 299(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 89666 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 448(@200wpm)___ 359(@250wpm)___ 299(@300wpm)
“Frustration, huh?” One of the hands on my waist wandered upward, sliding across my chest. His nimble fingers had no problem locating my nipple through the material of my shirt and plucking at it. “Exactly what are you frustrated with?”
The low-banked fire that seemed to burn endlessly within my stomach whenever Sebastian was around roared to life with the smallest touch. A soft whimper left my throat, and I pressed into him, instantly craving more. My skin grew tight while blood rushed to my cock, causing it to strain against the front of my jeans.
“Sebastian,” I whispered.
“If you’re such a fan of this view, why don’t I just take you right here on the balcony?” The hand on my hip pulled me back as Sebastian pushed his groin into my ass, teasing me with the outline of his hard cock. My mind was happy to conjure up a picture of me standing with my pants gathered at my ankles while I held on to the railing, Sebastian’s dick buried deep in my ass as I gazed out over the city, my passionate cries of pleasure echoing off the buildings with each thrust.
“God. Sebastian,” I panted. “Dirty exhibitionist. No.”
“Are you sure?” he teased, steadily rubbing his dick along my crease.
Was it tempting? Yes, so fucking tempting. It was also reckless and insane.
We’d already paid the price for a kiss in public. One of us had to have a little sense.
“No. Absolutely not. You can fuck me in the bed.”
Sebastian snorted and the hand on my hip dropped to fondle my dick through my pants, erasing all the common sense I’d claimed to have in the blink of an eye. He could have frog-marched me outside, dropped my pants, and inserted his dick inside of me and all I would have done was beg for him to fuck me harder. I was weak for him, and there was no saving me.
“I’ve got an idea. You stay right there.”
He released me completely, and I had to catch myself on the doorjamb to keep from falling. A chill swept across my skin where he’d been a second ago, and I shivered as I looked over my shoulder to see him walking across the room to grab a fancy wooden chair with elegantly carved arms and legs. A rose damask with delicate flowers covered the cushions. He couldn’t possibly be thinking…
As he neared the doorway, he peered out, seeming to align the chair with the view of the Eiffel Tower while still being deep within the room.
“What are you doing?”
“Giving my baby exactly what he wants.”
My eyebrows shot up at that announcement. “And what, pray tell, is that?”
“Sex and the Eiffel Tower.”
“What?” I squawked in a very unromantic, unsexy way. But the horrific noise didn’t appear to deter Sebastian. My boyfriend strolled across the room, shucking clothes as he moved to his bedside table. He paused in his strip show to snag the bottle of lube and a condom from the drawer.
By the time he reached the chair, he was completely naked and looking like a very naughty god with his impressive abs, thick thigh muscles, and devilish smirk. He lounged low in the chair with his legs spread wide, giving me an excellent view of everything. My brain was turning to useless mush. As it was, I felt like I could stuff a hand down my pants and happily jerk off to the vision in front of me. Then he waggled the bottle of lube at me in one hand while he stroked his hard cock with the other.
“You’re wearing far too many clothes, baby,” he purred.
I reached for my shirt to rip it over my head, but stopped to look at the open doorway that led to the balcony and the very heart of Paris.
“We’re far enough into the room that no one should be able to see us from this angle,” Sebastian reassured me. Not to mention, we’d not bothered to turn on many lights after returning from dinner. The room was dimly lit. Anyone gazing our way probably couldn’t see people moving in the room. To hell with it.
I ripped my shirt off while I toed out of my shoes. In a few seconds, my clothes were lying about the room and I was naked as I strode to my sexy lover. As I leaned down, I gripped the arms of the chair and stole a deep kiss that left him moaning into my mouth. He tasted of wine and a hint of chocolate from the dessert we’d shared after our luxurious dinner.
“Good start, but you’re facing the wrong direction,” he murmured, his lips brushing mine.
I pulled away and frowned at him. “Huh?”
He chucked and made a little spinning motion with one hand. “Turn around so you can see the Tower.”
I released the arms of the chair and turned. The moment I did, Sebastian grabbed my hips and positioned me exactly where he wanted me.