Page 91 of Eat Slay Love

I smirked, running my palm over the heated skin, feeling the way she clenched beneath my touch. “That’s right. Tell me this.”

“Yes?”

“Have you ever fucked on the beach?”

“No.”

“Then, I’ll make sure my assistant gets me a private spot on the beach.”

“Mmmm.” Her breath was uneven, her legs shifting.

I gave her another smack.

A soft moan slipped from her lips.

Fuck.

I squeezed her ass, watching the way it molded against my palm, then reached for her hips, yanking them back until she had no choice but to bend for me.

A strangled sound left her throat as she braced herself against the wall, her spine curving, presenting herself to me like the perfect gift that shewas.

I let out a ragged breath, my control slipping by the second. “Do you feel that,chérie?”

She swallowed hard. “Y-yes.”

My fingers dug into her hips, my cock pressing against the curve of her ass, thick, hard,achingto be buried inside of her. “You know what’s coming, don’t you?”

She nodded, but that wasn’t enough.

“Say it.”

Her voice grew breathless and wrecked. “You’re going to fuck me.”

“Very hard.”

“Please.”

A growl ripped through my chest, and before she could say anything else, I grabbed the thin band of her thong and yanked it down, letting the delicate lace slide down her thighs before pooling at her feet.

Mon dieu. Bare. Perfect. Mine.

I ran my fingers over her slick folds, groaning at the sheerwetnessof her. “You’re soaked for me.”

“Fabien, please.”

I smirked. “Please what,chérie?”

She whimpered, pressing back into me, her breath coming faster. “I need you to fuck me right now. I’m losing my mind.”

“Are you sure?”

“God yes.”

I wrapped my fingers around my cock, dragging the tip through her arousal, teasing her entrance, making her shudder.

“Need me?” I whispered, pressing justbarelyinside, enough to feel the tight, pulsing heat of her. “Then take me.”

She let out a desperate moan as I thrust my cock inside, slow, stretching her, filling her in a way no other man ever would again.

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