No other woman has gotten to me so quickly.
Physically, this is improbable. I’m forty-two years old. I’m not a teenager, but she makes me feel like one.
It’s her skin. Silky smooth.
Her gasps and moans, so fucking honest.
Her desire, real, not made up.
I know, at this moment, I shouldn’t be thinking about Simone and how our marriage was a constant contest of wills. I never cheated on her, I’m not that man, but she used sex as a weapon early on in our marriage, which led me to simply not want her. After you hear “not tonight” often enough, you stop asking.
My right hand and I became good friends over the years.
But sex, the kind that is full of passion and lust, isn’t something I’ve experienced since I was a kid experimenting with sex. As a grown-up, this is the first time I felt this kind of elation.
I lick a slow, deliberate path up Tara’s slit.
She cries out, her handstangling in my hair.
I plunge my tongue inside her, fucking her with it, wanting to consume her.
“Oh God.” Her legs tremble as I work her hard.
It’s delicious to make a woman…thiswoman moan like this, wantmelike this.
I pull back to suck her clit into my mouth, my lips and tongue working in tandem. I want her to orgasm. I want her to?—
“It’s too much,” she wails.
I kiss her clit gently and lift my eyes to hers. “You want me to stop?” I have to ask. I know the rules.
“No,” she whimpers. “No. Don’t stop.Please.”
Her desperate words soothe me.
The world looks at me and sees a man who is confident, sure of himself. The successful and ruthlessComte?* de Valois. But I have not had the softness of a woman in my life—not like this.
The one-night stands I’ve had before pale in comparison. They were necessities, sustenance for the most primal part of me, but this is…so much more, sounexpectedlymore.
I slip a finger inside her and start to pump.
She’s tight.
Putain?*, but she’ssotight.
“You’ll strangle my cock,” I tell her.
Her pussyquivers.
She responds to dirty talk, I think, delighted.
“Come,chérie. Come hard for me.”
At my words, her orgasm crashes through her.
Her body convulses, and she cries out my name. It’s the most erotic thing I’ve ever heard.
I stand and begin to undress.
