I awake from a beautiful dream to the bright sunlight reflecting off the freshly fallen powder-like snow with a pair of strong arms wrapped around me as kisses are placed on my face, neck, and shoulders. Smiling as I burrow deeper under the covers, I moan when I feel something long and hard pressed against my ass as a sleep-raspy chuckle rumbles in my love's chest at my reaction but it soon turns to a groan when I press into him, rotating my hips seductively. Placing a light kiss on my ear, he begins whispering to me. "Oh ma chérie, ton corps et ce que tu fais sont tous les deux si hypnotisants, et t'avoir ici comme ça me donne envie de te garder ici pour le reste de nos vacances, de ne jamais quitter ce lit, mais il y a encore tellement beaucoup de chooses que je veux vous montrer, alor je suggère que nous préparions et que nous allions déjeuner et ensuite faire du tourisme, qu'est-ce que cela vous fait?" (Oh my dear, your body and what you're doing are both so mesmerizing, and having you here like this is making me want to keep you right here for the rest of our vacation, never to leave this bed, but there is still so much that I want to show you so I suggest we get ready and go to breakfast and then do some sight-seeing, how does that sound?)
Turning to face him, I sweetly kiss his lips, wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him closer. "Or we could make love for the next hour, have breakfast here and then head out for some sightseeing." A wicked grin spreads across his face as he says, "I like your idea better, I say we go with that plan." I giggle as he rolls me onto my back and hovers over me, just gazing into my eyes. As his eyes become glossy and he quickly shuts them, I reach up and catch a tear as it slides slowly down his cheek. He goes to turn his face away, but I gently grasp his cheek and turn his face back to mine as I softly ask him, "Baby, what's wrong, why are you crying?" Shaking his head, he leans over and places a kiss on the tip of my nose before pulling back. " If anyone would've tried telling me a year ago that my circumstances would be what they are, I would've laughed and called them crazy. Moving to lay next to me, he continued. "Professionally, my life was great a year ago but personally, not so much. I've always had a great relationship with my brother, mother, and sister. They've always been there to support and encourage me, except when it came to my choice of women. Because I was never interested in anything more than a casual thing, I never bothered to go beneath the surface when it came to dating. My mother always disapproved of the women I've had around. She and my sister let me know how they felt, hell, they still do. Larry is a little more lenient because he knows how I feel about dating, felt about dating."
Settling down next to me and pulling me into his embrace, Laurent tells me about his past dating experiences. "From the time my brother and I began gaining notoriety in the business world, all the women that I dated were only after me for one of three reasons: the money, the come-up that being associated with my name brings, or finding out if the rumors were true about my bedroom prowess. After all, I'm known as enigmatic and aloof, and most of the women I've dealt with knew from the beginning that I wasn't looking for anything serious because I was hip to their games. Some of them understood but most of them tried to peel back the layers to get closer to their ultimate goal: money. One or two felt they could get to something even more precious that no one has ever captured. Something that outside of my family, no one has been able to get close enough to me to possess even a small part of, ever. Until you came along and completely covered every inch of it with your endearing and unwavering love and managed to grasp it and now hold it in your beautiful and delicate hands. It will never belong to another, my love because you're the only woman to hold it and you always will. Now and forever, Moe, my heart is eternally yours."
Gazing adoringly into his mesmerizing brown eyes as I listen to the sweet words falling from his lips, I lay motionless as tears trickle from the corners of my eyes, sliding down my cheeks. Wiping my tears away gently with his thumbs, Laurent leans over to lightly peck my nose before pulling away, allowing his gaze to roam my face as he strokes my cheek. "What's wrong amour? There's no need to cry when I only speak the truth. My heart belongs to you ma petite fleur délicate and I can't wait for everyone to know it." Smiling sweetly, I pull him to me for a kiss before responding. "I want that too but for now, let's keep that between our immediate family and us. I want to keep you all to myself for a little longer before the world finds out." With a last lingering kiss, I slip out of bed heading for the ensuite, Laurent right behind me. After a very eventful shower an hour later, Laurent and I get dressed and enjoy a light breakfast before heading out to begin our sightseeing and shopping adventure. Once making it down the mountain, we begin our day by visiting some of the local attractions. After a few hours, we decide to stop for lunch before going to do some shopping.
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Hidden Love
FanfictieDei'ani has worked for Laurent Bourgeois for three years and has been in love with him for most of them. No one knows of her feelings for her boss except her best friend Regina. One night, a chance meeting in a club and things change for Dei'ani. Wi...