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me. In one quick move, he scooped me up and
carried me to the sofa.
    I laughed as he threw me down, “You know maybe I should
learn to play the piano and you can do a striptease for moi!”
    “Oh bébé, you don’t need to play the piano. I’ll give you a
show anytime you want,” he whispered, pulling off his heather grey sweat pants.
Pausing, he quickly disappeared down the hallway. I loved watching that hard
ass walk through my house. In seconds, he returned to me. “No more mistakes,
bébé,” he said softly before capturing my mouth and thrusting his hard cock
deep inside me.
    “Merci beaucoup, mon cher monsieur,” was all I can whisper
all night long.

 

     
     
    I WOKE UP alone in my bed and
instantly thought I might as well get used to this. It's Sunday, the last day
of our weekend together. I'm going to miss that gorgeous face, that amazing
hard body and the best sex of my life. I think the worst part will be the
emptiness. Tomorrow I will go back to it being only me within the walls of my
apartment, but his ghost will remain: I will wake up to his scent in my bed, I
will feel his presence in places he touched me, gave me pleasure. I will
remember the sounds of Evan playing my piano. I will be reminded of the loss of
my parents and now the loss of him when I look at Christmas tree. As I was on
the verge of tears, I told myself to stop this train of thought and remember
that today he was still mine. As I pushed those thoughts back, I
tossed back the covers, stood and stretched. Not wanting to waste a moment of
our last day, I hurried into the bathroom, splashed water on my face and
brushed my teeth. I threw on a black and white polka dot silk dressing gown and
went in search of Evan.
    As I stepped into the hallway, I heard him. He must be
speaking to someone on the phone. Following his voice, I found him in the
library sitting on the leather sofa wearing only drawstring pants. He was pure
sexiness. He smiled up at me and with a crooked finger motioned for me to come
to him.
    I moved toward him as he continued his conversation, “Ok.
That sounds good. If we could wrap it up this week, that would be great. I have
another project scheduled for the following week, and after that I will be out
of the country. Great. See you tomorrow.”
    As soon as he's off the phone he pulled me onto his lap,
planting an enormous kiss on my lips and all I could think was how much I will
miss this. His body has awakened mine in every way.
    “How did you sleep, bébé?”
    “Good.” I answered short and sweet when I actually wanted to
add 'with you wrapped around me how could I not sleep well?'
    “I had a hard time not waking you up this morning, but since
I kept you up most of the night I decided to let you rest up for today,” he
said with a raised eyebrow.
    “Oh?”
    With a devilish laugh, he answered. “I plan to play with you
all day.”
    “A naked day indoors?”
    “Sounds good to me.” Evan kissed me deeply while he untied
my silk robe and growled as his hands roamed my naked body. I straddled him,
rubbing against his length until I was so wet I was dripping on him. Abruptly,
he stilled my movements and slammed all the way into me, and I whimpered, “Mon
dieu.”
    I felt like a wanton woman as I rode his cock. Evan was
growling and moaning, and I was pretty sure he was talking dirty to me in
French.
    “J'aime ta chatte serrée. C'est vrai bébé garder équitation
am bite. I love your tight pussy. That’s right, bébé, ride my cock.”
    “Je ne comprend pas. I don't understand.”
    Evan laughed and growled. “It's dirty French for you, bébé.”
    “Mmmm. J’adore monsieur,” I whispered throwing my head back,
rotating my hips, grinding into him, I climaxed hard around his cock, screaming
out his name. Giving me one last hard, deep thrust he released into me as I was
still throbbing around him. As he stilled, I didn't want him to pull out of me.
I clung to him tightly.
    I wasn’t sure if I heard him