“Crystal,” I gasped.“Perfect. Do you want to know what I’m doing? Do you want to know everything?”I gasped again as the vibrator hits the tender spot inside me. “Yes.”“Okay.” His harsh breathing filled the room with mine. “I’m holding myself, Brenda. My hand is wrapped so fucking tightly around my dick and tugging it so hard at the sight of you fucking yourself with that. You thinking about me, babe?”“Yes.”“What are you thinking?”I moaned. “I’m thinking you’d feel good inside me. I’m thinking you’d fill me better than this vibrator, that you’d make me come harder. Your hand against me would be better than my own. I’m thinking you’d fuck me harder than I could ever with this.”“Good,” he grunted. “’Cause I’m thinking you’ve been particularly bad a

“Funny. I think that about you sometimes.”I pointed the umbrella to the ground and twirled with it. Sometimes, being spontaneous was the only way to go. I glanced up from my puddle-splashing and spinning. Ivan was watching me through his camera, his finger clicking.I skipped toward him, not caring about the rain cascading down my face, and rolled with my spontaneous moment. I dropped the umbrella at the same time that he let the camera fall and jumped up on him. My legs went around his waist, his hands cupped my ass, my fingers tangled in his hair, and I kissed him.I kissed him hard. I kissed him deeply. I kissed him with my fears and anxieties and my hopes and dreams. I kissed him with everything I had and everything I was right at the moment because sometimes, that's all you can do.His umbrella fell to the ground next to mine with a clunk, and I arched my body over his. I didn’t care that there were people around. I didn’t ca

“Not bad, huh?” he asked softly. “Pretty good convincing if you ask me.”“Aha.” I tapped the back of his hand with my fingers. “But I didn’t ask you, and I’m not telling you. A woman has to have her secrets, you know.”“I’ll give you that.”He turned his face toward mine and kissed down my jaw, the tiny kisses making my heart flutter. His lips found my neck and made their way down there to the hollow of my shoulder then back up to my ear. Now my heart wasn’t fluttering—it was thumping. It was thumping so fucking hard that I was sure he could feel it against his arm.“You’re so easy to turn on,” he murmured against the tender spot beneath my ear. “It’s like I can flick a switch on your body and you’re ready for me.”He nibbled my earlobe and I sighed, dropping my head back.“Oh, no.” He let go of one

I swallowed twice. His card. Right. For lingerie. And shoes. And a dress. I rubbed my nose.“Well?” Day half-winced.“Um, what?”I folded the note into quarters and tucked it into my purse then grabbed my wallet and slipped my card into it.“Why aren’t you going batshit motherfucking crazy?”I sighed heavily and looked at her. “What can I do, really? He’s even more persistent and controlling than Aaron—but not in a bad way. And hey, if he’s telling me to buy things that will ultimately get me fucked, who am I to complain?”Dayton raised her eyebrows and opened her car door. I got out on my side and looked up. The Arc de Triomphe towers above us. I knew this place. The Champs-Élysées. The most expensive street in the world.My best friend stared at me for a long moment before we start walking. “I’m not sure what he’s doing to you, bu

I lied back down and slid the thong over my hips and down my legs. I kicked it off my ankles and it landed…well, somewhere. I couldn’t see.“I want to see you running your hands down your body. I want to see you palm your gorgeous tits and tease your nipples until they’re hard. That’s it. Just like that.”I parted my lips as I rolled each nipple between my thumb and finger. A dull, desperate throb started in my clit. It was begging me to touch it the way I was touching my nipples.“Keep one hand there, teasing your tit, and slide the other down your stomach. I want you to imagine me watching. I want you to remember what you saw a few days ago, the way I looked at you when I walked into your hotel room. Remember how much I want you and how desperate I am to touch you myself. Now slide your fingers over that smooth mound and find your clit. Now rub.”I couldn’t breathe. Goose pimples were covering my sk