❝Book 1 in the 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒 series
He spreads my folds wide, his hungry mouth latching onto my clit, sucking hard and licking expertly. My hips move on their own, riding his face as soft whimpers escape me.
Just when I think I can't take any more, he...
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P A R I S
As I step into the hotel, the hum of the crowd and the shimmer of lights greet me. I glance around, trying to spot a familiar face among the sea of gowns and tuxedos.
"Paris!"
I barely have time to turn before I'm ambushed by Jenny and Laura. Both of them are grinning like maniacs, their eyes wide and sparkling as they take me in.
"Oh. My. God." Jenny exclaims, practically bouncing. "Look at you! You look absolutely stunning! That dress is everything!"
"And your hair!" Laura adds, circling me like she's inspecting a masterpiece. "Girl, you look like you just walked off the red carpet. I mean, wow!"
"Thanks, you two," I smile, blushing and smoothing down the front of my dress. "You're both making me feel like royalty right now."
"Uh, as you should," Jenny insists, giving me a mock-serious look. "And that entrance! Don't think we didn't see you pull up in that car."
Laura nods fervently, her eyes gleaming with curiosity.
"Yeah, spill it. Who was that guy? He looked like a freaking movie star! Is he-wait, don't tell me. Is he some secret prince or something?"
A laugh bubbles up in my throat.
"Oh, you mean Luciano?"
"Luciano?" They echo, eyes widening.
Jenny grabs my arm, her grin so wide it's almost comical.
"Hold up. That was Luciano? The Luciano?"
I can't help but laugh again.
"Yes, that Luciano. He's the one who dropped me off."
Laura's jaw drops while Jenny lets out a low whistle.
"Girl, you did not tell us he was that hot. Damn," she teases, fanning herself. "When I saw him pull up with you in that vintage car, looking like he walked straight out of a magazine, I almost fainted."
Laura is practically vibrating with excitement.
"For real. I mean, who is he? That suit, that jawline-he's like some kind of model or... I don't know, mafia boss from a romance novel."
I roll my eyes at their reactions, but the heat in my cheeks betrays how flustered I am.
"Okay, okay, calm down," I say, waving a hand at them. "He's just Luciano."
"Just Luciano?" Laura gives me a look like I've lost my mind.
"He's got this mysterious vibe, sure, but he's really sweet once you get to know him." I say, shrugging like it's no big deal, but my heart is racing just thinking about him.
