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everyone walking so slowly, I
needed to get away from him.
    ‘You have fire in your belly as well as your beautiful
eyes.’
    ‘You’ll have fire in your groin if you persist
in harassing me, from where my knee connects with it sharply.’
    ‘I’d much prefer your hand or mouth connect
with it,’ he chuckled.
    ‘I’m telling you that I’m not interested,
Monsieur Cocky, but it seems that you have no idea when to quit.’
    ‘I quit only when a lady I desire so strongly tells
me that she doesn’t want me. This is, however, as rare as the sighting of a
dinosaur on the Champs Elysees. Look me in the eyes and tell me that you don’t
find me attractive,’ he demanded, the sheer dominance in his tone affording me
a glimpse of his sexual predilections. ‘Tell me that you don’t want me and I
will walk away, but we both know that this is not going to happen.’
    ‘Does this over confidence usually work with
the ladies?’ I asked, silently cursing as the crowds ahead forced us to a
standstill.
    ‘It’s not “over confidence,” as that implies
that I’m exaggerating my abilities to obtain your agreement,’ he replied, his
voice far too close to my ear. I inhaled sharply as I felt his fingers lightly
clasp my hips, the heat of his breath on the back of my neck making my hairs
stand to attention. I could also feel a hard erection pressed against my
backside, making my jaw drop, partly in surprise at his brazenness, partly in
awe of how good the body contact with him felt. ‘I am simply confident that you
want my cock buried inside you, each stroke appeasing the aching need that’s
currently coursing through your body, making you flood with sweet juices that
will help me ease inside you. That you want my lips enveloping your stiff
nipples, sucking them to peaks that you didn’t even know they were capable of,
as I bring you to the most explosive climax you’ve ever experienced, then lick
you to another. So many sheet clawing orgasms, over and over until your body is
weak from exertion, coated in a sheen of perspiration and you’re hoarse from
screaming my name.’
    ‘I don’t even … know your name,’ I
managed to utter, his words and tone virtually having brought me to a mini
orgasm as I stood right here, silently cursing the human traffic jam that had
me trapped here with him, my resolve to ignore him weakening by the second.
    ‘ Luc ,’ he whispered in my ear, as he
pressed his hard muscular body tightly against me, his hands sliding around to
palm my stomach. I felt myself trembling, charges of high voltage electricity
were coursing through my veins from his touch, his voice felt like the finest silk
delicately running over my bare skin, yet exuded eroticism and that cock
I could feel writhing behind me. It was all I could do to stop myself from
passing out. ‘And you are, ma belle?’
    ‘Lulu,’ I squeaked, cursing myself silently for
telling him my name. His voice was hypnotic, I feared that if I stayed in his
presence too long I could agree to anything he asked. Why had he picked on me,
he could have anyone he wanted. Why me? Coco was as attractive, why hadn’t he
gone for her? Did he sense how long it was since I’d had sex? Was I a challenge
to him?
    ‘I need you beneath me, Lulu, I need to watch
you come for me, to see how the flames in those beautiful eyes rise higher as I
make you climax, again and again. The need in me is damaging to my very soul. Tell
me what it will take to make that happen?’
    ‘It … can’t,’ I whimpered, desperately clinging
to the shreds of my resolve, my body screaming at me to let him do whatever he
wanted to me. ‘I don’t do one night stands.’
    ‘Who said anything about one night? I have a
feeling I could spend days appreciating this exotic body.’ His lips brushed the
back of my neck, his thumbs rubbing up and down my stomach and I jolted at the
heat that flowed into my skin. I tried to push my way through the people in
front, but his hands pulled