Unbearable Passion - Book 2: French Kiss (Romantic Erotica For Women Series)

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Part 2
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Unbearable Passion

French Kiss

By: Scarlett Avery

© Scarlett Avery 2014

ISBN: 978-0-9938604-1-6

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The
Unbearable Passion
Erotic Romance Series

Part 1—Unbearable Passion, Never Say Never

Part 2—Unbearable Passion, French Kiss

Part 3—Unbearable Passion, Exposed

Part 4—Unbearable Passion, Total Abandonment

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Part II: French Kiss

Becoming an exclusive full-time escort isn’t what I thought I signed up for when Bryce hired me for that first night. I thought I’d have a wide range of diverse clients by now, but Bryce has made it impossible for me to be with another man. To be honest, I’m secretly happy Bryce has been hiring me for so many events in a row and I’m excited about going to Paris with him. My arrangement with Bryce is the naughtiest, steamiest and most pleasurable sex I’ve ever had in my life.

Arrangement.

Bryce keeps reminding me of this every chance he has. It’s also a word that repeatedly pops up all over the paperwork he presented to me before leaving his room last night, right after making me climax multiple times.

Bastard.

He isn’t playing nice. How can you expect a girl to object to anything when you keep giving her such unbridled pleasure?

“Stop it, Bryce, I need to focus on the terms of this contract and decide if I’m going to sign it. I honestly don’t know why we need anything this elaborate. I’m only acting as your translator.”

His tongue traces the ring around my nipple while his finger reaches inside me, searching for my wet spot. He’s making it very difficult for me to be insulted by the terms of this arrangement.

“Ahhh,” I moan.

“Hmmm, you taste like honey.”

“Bryce, did you actually have a real lawyer write this out?”

“I pay my legal team an insane amount of money and they’ll draw up any type of contract I ask for without even questioning why. It’s just business, Amanda, and I’m protecting the investment I’ve made in you.”

“Investment?” His words nearly slap me across the face.

“Don’t look so hurt or shocked. I do have a soft spot for you, but that’s not enough to make me lose all my business senses.”

He kisses my neck with more urgency as he utters those words and his erection grazes my thigh at the same time as his heavy and warm breath brushes against my skin.

“You’re gorgeous, sexy and you give in to all my sexual fantasies, which makes you a very dangerous woman, Amanda. I’m just a weak puppy around you so I’m just trying to protect myself.”

We both laugh because there’s nothing remotely weak about Bryce. He is the most decisive, confident and self-assured man I’ve ever met. That strong sense of confidence is what makes it hard for me to contain myself around him and that’s why he’s able to get away with so much.

“You know you make it hard for me to resist you, Amanda,” he says while holding my gaze.

Something about the moment consumes me and makes me want him inside me again.

“
Baisez-moi,
Monsieur
Van Der Linden
,” I murmur.

“I guess my French isn’t so bad after all, because I know what you’re yearning for, Amanda, but I don’t think that as a subordinate you’re being respectful enough,” he says, as he pretends to distance himself from me.

“
Je vous en supplie
,
Monsieur
Van Der Linden
,
baisez-moi
et
faites moi jouir
. Mr. Van Der Linden, please make me come,” I say, relishing the feel of both languages on my tongue as I wrap my legs around his waist and lift my hips in the air ready for him to enter me.

“You asking me to fuck you in French is very sexy.”

“
Avec plus d’intensité,
Monsieur Van Der Linden
. Harder, please, Sir.”

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When Bryce said airport, I assumed we would be flying out of JFK in first class. I never imagined he’d hire a private jet for the trip. To say I’m impressed would be an understatement. I can’t believe I’m sitting in a private jet heading toward Paris with one of the sexiest and most eligible men in America.

The smell of leather is overpowering and makes the air inside the jet stifling.

I guess it’s a small inconvenience for such luxury.

The male flight attendant gives me a wink as he serves our drinks and only the quick snap of his fingers and neck grind reveals that he might not be straight. He approves of the tycoon’s looks and I smile back as he mouths, “You go, girl!” behind Bryce’s back. I try hard not to laugh aloud. It’s amazing that a man can have this effect on both men and women.

Nine days with Bryce in Paris. I still cannot believe it.

This is as surreal as it gets. I’m on a flight to one of the most beautiful cities in the world with one of the richest man in America.

“To make it easier for the French, it’s best if I present you as my personal assistant during the trip,” he suggests in a serious tone. “This is France and having to explain how a woman would hold such an important position as Director of International Business in my company could become tiring. The reality is that women still don’t have equal footing in most large French companies. It’s still very much an old boys’ club at the top.”

“I understand,” I answer.

He hands me a stack of business cards.

Amanda Hardy, Executive Assistant, amanda.hardy@linden- corp.com.

I guess he got that last name from my profile on Todd’s site for private members. I still haven’t told Bryce my real name, but then again it’s only been four days since meeting this man. He might not know my real name, but he surely knows every inch of my body and he knows exactly how to please me.

I was half joking about the contract Bryce handed me last night. I’m still shaking my head at all those legal clauses and I must admit I wonder what I got myself into. I’m also surprised Todd booked me for a trip to Paris without my consent. I guess he figures since Bryce is willing to double my fees for nine days, it would be idiotic to turn down his money given my financial situation. I didn’t even have time to text my friend Cassie about this latest adventure and since I brought my work phone with me, I can’t reach her because I don’t remember her number. I haven’t even told my sister I’m leaving the country.

“I hope you’re okay with the title. I had my assistant set up an email just in case the French have further questions after our meetings. A member of my team will have everything fully set up before we land in Paris and you’ll officially look like you’re part of my team.”