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Story: It Happened In Paris

My bottom lip caught between my teeth, holding in a tiny whimper as he stalked toward me, a lion to his prey.

“I dare you,” he said, dark and sultry. “Look me in the eye, and tell me you don’t want me, Maisy.”

“I-I…” My throat constricted, unable to form the words, because he knew me too well, even after all this time.

“That’s what I thought. Now there’s only one thing I need to know.” The hand holding the bottle came up to my cheek,rubbing it, his eyes dark and intense, boring into mine. “Did you give yourself away to the professor?”

My chest heaved with a shaky breath as I shook my head, although I didn’t feel the need to explain myself. When two people are stuck on a boat in the middle of a vast ocean, working and living so closely together, yes, certain feelings emerged. But it wasn’t love with the professor, my boss. My virginity remained intact.

“Then unlock the door, Maisy, because tonight… you’remine.” His growly commanding voice triggered me to act. I stepped past him and fumbled with the door, my hands shaking, but he took over, confidently reaching around me, taking the key card, standing so close. His aftershave became my oxygen, and his body heat, my cloak.

“Open it. Let me in.” His words feathered across the back of my neck as his lips softly brushed there. My panties soaked and electricity sparked down my spine. Goose bumps flared up everywhere. Not once did the professor’s advances elicit this kind of response from me.

“Only for tonight. And Brooks,” I finally found my voice, barely a whisper. “This time, take all of me. All the way.”

WillMaisy and Brooks finally get their happily ever after?