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Joining her on the bed, Bastien pulled her back into his arms. Mikelina entwined her legs with his and arched against his small thrusts. His kisses tasted like cognac without the burn. The burn was inside her, though, and she whimpered when Bastien began to kiss down her body.
He licked lazy circles around her nipples, sucking on them until her legs parted. Stroking his fingers through the wet folds between her legs, Bastien made her whimper in pleasure. Cupping his head to her breasts, Mikelina sighed. Warm waves of pleasure drifted over her and it felt like she was floating in the ocean. Turning her head, she looked out her window and watched the moonlight play over the pool.
She would have liked to spend the two weeks with him here. They could have drinks in the hot tub. He could grill up some steaks on the outdoor grill and then they could go for long romantic strolls on the beach before ending back here to make love again.
“Oh,” she cried out, clamping her legs together, trapping his talented fingers.
Bastien chuckled low in his throat as she came against his fingers. “I told you that you’d come first.” He brought his fingers up to his mouth and sucked on them. “Fuck, you taste good.”
And while she was still quivering from her orgasm and his sexy words, his five o’clock shadow rasped on her inner thigh.
“Bastien,” she cried.
“I liked that so much, I want to make you come again,” he said and then dipped his tongue between her legs.
Fingers clenched in the bedspread, Mikelina’s thighs shook against Bastien’s face. Licking her fast, he held her hips tight. She ground herself against his mouth, taking in deep gulps of air. She no longer saw the moonlight on the pool or felt the sweet pang of nostalgia. No, she was on a runaway roller coaster and she craved the speed.
“Bastien,” she cried out, her body shaking and trembling from the sweet pleasure his tongue was giving her. Incoherent with desire, she whipped her head back and forth. When the second orgasm exploded through her, she nearly blacked out.
“Condom?” he growled.
“Drawer.” She pointed weakly to the bedside table.
He opened the drawer, tore open the box and shook a condom off. Mikelina could only watch his fingers shake as he smoothed it over his thick cock. Back on the bed, he grabbed her legs and pulled her toward him. Thrusting inside her, he gripped the pillow on either side of her head.
Arching into the wide heat of his intrusion, she kissed him. He wasn’t slow or dreamy, but wild with the rhythmic pounding that she craved. Hooking her ankles together over his back, Mikelina encouraged him to go harder, deeper, more. More. As she held on, she sank back on her pillow and watched the slow turn of the ceiling fan. Everything was perfect and in place. She clenched around him again and again, feeling the deep need of pleasure. He groaned, a rough and guttural sound that sent her flying again.
Mikelina felt boneless, weightless. “Now, Bastien. Now. Let go. Come. Please.”
Stiffening, his muscles locked and he threw back his head and shouted. His body twitched as his thrusts grew slower and slower until he stilled, panting above her.
He kissed her then as the fan slowly cooled their bodies. Rolling off her, he went into the bathroom.
It was second nature to climb under the covers and fall asleep in her own bed.
After Bastien had cleaned up, he went back out to offer Mikelina a coffee or something, but she was fast asleep. It was late. The other groomsmen’s flight wasn’t getting in until nine, but by the time they got their bags ready, it would be closer to eleven. So he and Mikelina had a little more time together. Bastien found he liked the idea of having quick shower sex before the others got here and he had to concentrate on Jace.
Sliding underneath the covers with her, he was surprised when she trustingly rolled over and cuddled into his chest.
Sleep wouldn’t come. As much as his body was satiated and his mind sleepy, every time he closed his eyes, he saw the disaster of his own bachelor party and wedding. Mikelina shifted in her sleep and he soothed her by running his fingers through her luxurious hair.
Gina had wanted their bachelor and bachelorette parties and the wedding in Las Vegas and Bastien had been an idiot to agree. He and his groomsmen went to a few boxing matches, played some golf and went to a shooting range to fire a grenade launcher. The craziest thing he did was go up in a fighter jet.
The bachelorette party never got out of the casinos, and that should have been his first warning.
Gina had been a beautiful bride, an expensive one, but Bastien had money. What did he care? It had started turning to shit on the honeymoon when she spent more time in the casino than in their bed. Then the pit boss showed him the line of credit she had been running since they had announced their engagement. Suddenly, money was an issue.
After he cut her off, she cut him off.
Without his money, Gina suddenly didn’t want to be married anymore. When Bastien wanted her to get counseling and work through things, she screwed a Greek billionaire. The prenup saved him in the quick divorce and Bastien counted himself lucky to get away when he did.
Last he heard, she was living in Monte Carlo with her aging husband and having more luck at baccarat than she used to. Bastien couldn’t compete with the lure of the cards or the sounds of the slot machine. The ink on their wedding certificate hadn’t even been dry when they started divorce proceedings.
He’d never let love blind him to a woman’s faults again. And he’d never, ever get married again. If a big fairy-tale wedding wasn’t what his sister had been dreaming of ever since she was a kid, he would have gladly written her the check for Tahiti.
And yet here he was for the next two weeks, trying to find some common ground with Jace Benjamin for Kitty’s sake.
Kitty had been the only one in the family to give a damn about how he was doing when Gina left. His father thought it was good riddance. His mother had thought they should try to make it work. Kitty wanted to flush Gina’s head down the toilet and give her a swirly. Bastien would move heaven and earth for his sister.
Mikelina threw her leg over his and his cock sprang to attention. She just might make this whole shitshow worthwhile. Two weeks of her sweetness would make this vacation tolerable.
He kissed her temple and fell asleep counting all the dirty things he wanted to do to her.
