Chapter 95
Massimo
What an awesome surprise was it when Bella came into the shower and immediately went to her knees. My dick never got so hard so fast. I let her take me at her pace at first then I had to take over and fuck her mouth. And fuck her mouth I did. She was a good girl as well she swallowed every last drop. I wished we had more time I would have loved to take her from behind in the shower but we had dinner reservations. I told her as much when she said “It’s all good love that was just for you.” She was selfless, always thinking pf everyone. I loved that about her and the look on her face when I told her I was a billionaire was priceless. I could with most certainty say she was not with me for my money.
We got dressed, me in my signature Armani dark suit and Bella in the most beautiful silk red dress and red high heels. She was standing in front of the window looking at the Eiffel Tower. I came from behind and put my arms around her, then I kissed her neck. “You look absolutely stunning sweetheart.” “Thank you, Massimo.” “I see you have no underwear on, or should I say I can feel it.” I run my hand up and down her sides and under her breast. “Are you frisking me love?” “Yes, but I have to stop we need to go to the restaurant, I’m hungry and hungry for food. We need our strength.” I took our coats and helped Bella into hers then we were out of the room. We got Luca and Marco at the elevators and went to the Hotel’s restaurant.
“Bonne Soirèe mademoiselle et monsieur” “Good evening” “S’il vous plait, asseyez vous”(Please take a seat) The waiter pulled out Bella’s chair and another mine. I’ve never noticed these things before. Now that I’m with Bella I’m looking at everything through her eyes. “Puis-je t’offrir quelque chose à boire?”(Can I get you something to drink?) I understand French I just never had the urge to speak it and for Bella’s sake I’ll speak English the waiter will come around. “Your best bottle of champagne please.” “Oui Monsieur” (Yes sir) The waiter left us “You understand French?” Bella asked surprised. “Yes, I can speak it to, but I will not in your company sweetheart, I want you to understand what I’m saying.” “That’s very considerate Massimo, Thank you.” The waiter came back and poured each of us a glass of champagne. “Something to eat sir?” Good the waiter got the message. “Can we have Lobster thermidor for our entrèe to share, Chicken confit for the lady and Bouillabaisse for me. Merci” Then the waiter left us. “Saluti sweetheart, to being in Paris.” “Saluti love, to the best man I’ve ever known.” That was just too sweet. I got up from my chair went to her tipped her chin up and I took her mouth in front of the whole restaurant, I basically made love to her mouth in front of everyone. “God Massimo” Bella said when I gave her time to breath, “we still need to eat or are you going to fuck me on the table.” “Don’t tempt me sweetheart.” Then I took my seat again. “What was that for?” she asked. “For being so fucken sweet.”
Rachel
I got dress in a silk red dress with no underwear, was that on purpose, I guess it was, but also my panty and bra lines showed and I can’t have that. I was standing in front of the window looking in amazement at the Eiffel Tower when Massimo’s hand came around me and he touched me everywhere, my sides under my breast over my ass, I knew what he was looking for and I also knew he won’t find it. “You look absolutely stunning sweetheart.” “Thank you, Massimo.” “I see you have no underwear on, or should I say I can feel it.” “Are you frisking me love?” “Yes, but I have to stop we need to go to the restaurant, I’m hungry and hungry for food. We need our strength.” Massimo helped me into my coat and we went to the elevator where we found Marco and Luca. We entered the restaurant and the waiter spoke in French, I didn’t understand him, but I did understand what Massimo said that made me able to understand the conversation. Massimo ordered their best champagne and he ordered our food, I was relieved, I didn’t know what I would have ordered. We saluti with our champagne Massimo said on being in Paris and I said “to the best man I’ve ever known.” Before I knew it Massimo was next to me kissing me actually making love to my mouth in front of all these people. I was out of breath “God Massimo, we still need to eat or are you going to fuck me on the table.” “Don’t tempt me sweetheart.” “What was that for?” I asked him “For being so fucken sweet.” “Just telling you how I feel Massimo. Now tell me what you ordered for us.” “Well, the entrée, is lobster meat cooked in a rich wine sauce, stuffed back into a lobster shell and browned, then there is a sauce that goes over it. Chicken Confit is tender juicy chicken and the Bouillabaisse is French fish soup infused with saffron, orange, thyme and chilli.” “It all sounds delicious. Does the hotel have a gym because I will definitely need to run in the mornings and late afternoon, to not pick up weight.” “Well run in the mornings through the streets of Paris sweetheart, no need for a gym.” We ate our food, I shared mine with him and he gave me a taste of his Fish soup, yes it has a fancy name, but it’s fish soup. Delicious fish soup.
We went back to our room and I was so exhausted. Massimo got change and when he came back I assume I was fast asleep, because when I woke up in the middle of the night my dress was on the chair and I was naked in bed next to him.
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