Page 78 of Eat Slay Love

I moved one hand to the small of her back, guiding her even closer, until there wasn’t a breath of space left between us.

My other hand tangled in her curls, tugging just enough to tilt her head back, forcing her to let me kiss her deeper.

God. . .come back to Paris with me.

She sighed into the deepening kiss, her body arching, pressing against the rigid length of my hard cock, still throbbing, still demanding to be inside of her pussy.

I groaned, my fingers tightening on her curvy waist, aching to throw her over my shoulder and take her straight upstairs.

But I wasn’t done kissing her.

Not here.

Not in the moonlight.

Not when she tasted like desire and submission and something dangerously close to fate.

I slowed the kiss, taking my time, letting my lips trace over hers in soft, sensual drags, letting her feel the way my mouth would worship every inch of her body once again before this night was over.

Her breath was ragged when I finally pulled back, just enough to stare down at her.

Her lips were swollen, wet, utterly wrecked.

And fuck if that wasn’t the best thing I’d ever seen. “Cancel your flight.”

She blinked. “You know I can’t.”

“Mmm.” I lifted her hand to my lips, pressing a kiss to her wrist, then laced my fingers with hers as I led her inside. “Then let’s stop wasting time,chérie.”

Tonight, Manhattan could keep its noise, its chaos, its endless distractions.

Because I was taking my goddess upstairs.

And I wouldn’t be letting her go.

We’ll see about your making that damn flight.

Chapter thirteen

French Laws of Possession

Fabien

Seconds later, we stepped into the hotel, and the lobby—with all its chandeliers and excess—barely registered with me.

The doormen nodded in respect.

The staff moved swiftly, but I barely saw any of it.

Rae walked beside me, unaware of the way she commanded the space.

We got to the elevator and entered.

It was an exquisite space—gold-paneled, spacious, the kind of luxury people killed for.

Yet it was empty of everything that mattered except her.

The doors closed, and I pressed the top button and then turned to Rae, gathering her into my arms. “Come here,mon amour.”

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