Arielle works for French immigration in Paris and has a reputation for a cold heart. She likes to entertain herself with the younger guys and never considers developing a relationship with a man. When she meets a wealthy and sexy middle-aged man who offers to give her everything, she finds the idea attractive but simply can’t commit.<br><br>On vacation in Spain, she meets a desperate young Moroccan whose work visa is about to expire. Against her better judgement, she gives him advice, then help. But when she returns to Paris, she finds she has set a chain of events in motion that quickly spirals out of control. The young man’s feelings of inadequacy lead to jealousy, gambling, and a chance meeting with a mystery man, completely changing the course of his life.<br>

I Love You Ten Million Times Over

He ran his tongue back up across my stomach and breasts, then moved up to kiss me again. Our tongues met once more, this time more passionately, exploring each other’s oral cavity fully. As he moved back up across my body, the loose-fitting pajama bottoms I had given him slid down to his legs, revealing a tight, firm butt covered with a light dusting of hair. My robe was open all the way now, and he helped me out of it. He embraced me tightly, and I could feel his heartbeat as he kissed my face, my neck, my ears more fervently. I could feel his manhood at full attention rubbing against my crotch.


I was overcome with desire to hold him as tightly as he was holding me, to feel his heartbeat against mine. I lifted my legs and wrapped them around him, wanting to feel as much of his body against mine as I could. Holding me tightly, breathing into my ear, he slid into me.


Chapter 28