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"Do we have any updates?" I groan, falling dramatically onto the couch in Carlos' office.
"We know he's in France," Carlos suggests, "It could be worth flying over there and see where that leads us?" he says.
"Can we actually?" I ask, immediately sitting up.
Carlos nods, "Do you have any places in France we can stay?" he asks.
"I have an apartment near Mama's in Lyon," my accent popping as I stand up.
"Let's pack some things and fly there this afternoon, I can have my jet ready in an hour," Carlos says, messaging someone on his phone before getting out of his chair.
"I haven't seen Mama in so long, maybe we can visit her after we take care of my father?" I suggest, my eyes lighting up as Carlos smiles.
"Of course, we'll have to tell her the good news," he throws me a wink as I laugh, putting my arm around his waist as we walk out of his office and down the hallway to our room.
"I already have stuff in my apartment so we'll just have to pack a suitcase for you," I say, sitting down on the bed.
Carlos nods and walks into the walk-in robe, emerging with a large black suitcase.
"We won't be there for too long, so you probably don't need a lot," I yawn, lying down on my stomach as I watch Carlos carelessly throw clothing into the suitcase.
"Can never be too prepared!" he calls out, throwing a pair of shoes into the suitcase before zipping it up.
"We have an hour until my jet gets to the airport," Carlos says, walking over to the bed.
I hum in response, sitting up as Carlos kisses me, "We can be quick," he mumbles, kissing down my neck as I let out a sigh.
I pull off Carlos' shirt as he gets on top of me, unclasping my bra as he pulls my jumper off.
I let out a moan as he starts sucking on my sweet spot, pulling off my pyjama shorts as his finger hooks into my underwear, sliding it off.
He moves me so my head is on the pillows as I pull his plaid pants off, kicking off his boxers as his erection pushes into my stomach.
I whimper as his slides a finger down my entrance, slowly pushing two fingers into me as I arch my back.
I run my nails down his back, urging him to hurry up as he pinches my clit.
My head falls back into the pillows as his fingers curl inside of me, rubbing against my pussy as I moan loudly.
His lips wrap around my hardened nipple as I groan, my fingers tangling in his hair as his fingers pump in and out of me, rubbing against my pussy as another low moan slips from my lips.
His teeth tug at my nipple, sending shivers down my spine as he leaves wet kisses along my breasts, rubbing my clit harshly as I moan.
His teeth latch on to my other nipple, my body exploding with pleasure as I clench around his fingers.
"No Fia," he chuckles, "You don't cum until I say so,"
I let out a whimper as he slows down, teasing me as he senses he's about to tip me over the edge.
His fingers slide down my entrance again, my legs already shaking from pure anticipation.
"Carlos please," I whine, my eyes fluttering shut as he smirks against my skin.
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His Fia
Romance*NOT FULLY EDITED* Brought together by mutual friends, Ophelia and Carlos were the butt of everyone's jokes, everyone saying how perfect they would be. However picture perfect the two seemed to be, with both battling demons their relationship abrupt...
