Indulge Me by J. Kenner

Author:J. Kenner [Kenner, J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Stark Ever After, 1001 Dark Nights, J. Kenner, contemporary romance
Publisher: Evil Eye Concepts, Incorporated
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

It’s just past one in the afternoon when we land at an executive airport on the outskirts of Paris. It takes hardly any time to deal with all the administrative details surrounding international travel, and soon enough we’re in one of the Stark International limos, and the driver is whisking us to our hotel.

I settle back beside Damien and watch the sights of Paris flash by. When we were here for our honeymoon, Damien booked us into a charming little hotel on the rue du Faubourg Saint-Honoré. He’d told me that he wanted us to disappear, and so he’d selected a small hotel that was absolutely stunning—and entirely unconnected to Stark International.

This trip, however, is all about work, and so the limo whisks us from the airport to the Stark Century Paris, located on the Place Vendôme, right across from the historic Ritz Paris hotel.

As far as I’m concerned, the travel details are the best part of being Mrs. Damien Stark. Everything from private planes to hotel limos to the ease of checking in. I’ve enjoyed those perks since my first days with Damien, but today they are lifesavers. I am, after all, still wearing nothing but a trench coat, and though I may have been self-conscious in the chopper and initially in the Bombardier, I’ve settled into what is starting to feel like a permanent state of naughty arousal. I wouldn’t have wanted to tug my luggage off of a baggage claim carousel—not with the lingering possibility of the belt loosening and the coat falling open—but I’m not above opening it myself in the privacy of our limo.

Damien, however, doesn’t take the bait.

On the contrary, when I sit across from him, part my legs, and start to unbutton the coat, all he does is lift a brow and say, “No.”

“No?” I repeat.

He studies me. “Then again, you do look appetizing. Do you want me to order you to open the coat? To spread your legs the way you did in the plane? Do you want me to watch while you finger yourself, teasing your clit until you explode for me?”

I whimper. I honestly hadn’t thought that far ahead, but what he is saying sounds pretty damn good to me. “Yes, Sir. Yes, please.”

“That would be nice. I like seeing you hot. Aroused. Wanting me. I like the way your skin flushes before you come, the way your nipples tighten and your lips part. I like knowing how wet you get exposing yourself to me. And after you’ve gone over the edge, I love the way your cunt feels around my cock when I fuck you all the way to another, bigger orgasm.”

He pauses, and I swallow, realizing my mouth is painfully dry.

“Do you like all that too, baby?”

“Yes,” I whisper.

“Good. Now tighten the sash on your coat and remember that on this trip, I’m the one who decides when and where and how. Not you.”

A flash of anger cuts through me, but it’s underscored by an even deeper arousal.

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