Amberleigh awoke to a delightful breakfast in bed on her first morning in Paris. Even more delicious than the buttery, flaky croissants, cheeses, fruit, and hazelnut spread, was the half-naked chef waiting on her hand and foot. Leo wore nothing but a pair of well-fitting linen slacks, as the morning sunshine hit upon his tight torso just right. She quickly put her tray aside and pulled her chef into bed with her instead.Leo was more than willing to indulge her every tastes this morning indeed as she naughtily smeared the hazelnut spread across his broad chest and licked every last trace of it off him. She could already feel his bulge trying to burst free from his slacks as it pressed against her pussy. Her body grinded against his while she ate her breakfast off his skin. She licked her lips greedily as she couldn’t seem to get enough.She took great care to suck the chocolate from his nipples, then skimmed her tongue down the center of his hard abs until she reached the top of his
It shouldn’t have been a surprise to Amberleigh that Leo could speak a bit of French, particularly in regards to food. It also shouldn’t have been a surprise to her that the girl behind the counter was flirting with him. Not that Amber could blame her really. And didn’t she have to speak a word of French to understand what was happening as the dark haired girl pushed her breasts towards Leo and smiled, her words coming out as smooth as the chocolate in the case beneath her.“Bonjour Monsieur. Bienvenue a’ Angelinas. Comment puis-je vous aider? Restez-vous a Paris longtemps?” Leo gave her a pleasant smile in return. “Bonjour Mademoiselle. Uh Quelques jours,” he turned to Amber, “What looks good, Love?”Amber narrowed her eyes at him, “You certainly look good to her Mr. Clemonte. Not planning to run off on me with a local now are you? I could stop shaving my pits if that would help convince you to give me another chance.”He chuckled and Amber could see the attractive
In the taxi on the way back to the hotel, Amberleigh had the upper hand in getting Leo off. With that nice bag full of boxed pastries on the chef’s lap, it provided the perfect cover for her to slip her hand down his pants while the cabbie was oblivious. Amber being seated directly behind the driver also worked well in her favor. It was comical the way this driver was chatting in French to Leo while the chef did his best to carry on a conversation as Amber stroked his swelling cock.More than once, Leo shifted in his seat and seemed a bit breathless in his replies to the Frenchman. Amber guessed that he was making suggestions of places for them to visit in the city. Not that Leo was probably retaining much of what the cabbie said though, as she palmed his cock and gave his balls a nice squeeze. It didn’t take long to feel his precum on her fingers. She tortured him even further by tracing his tip with her finger gently, then rolling the sensitive skin of his head between her fingertip
Amberleigh wrapped herself in a towel and huffed out of the bathroom, clutching both of the smart watches in her fists. Leo had been setting out some pastries on a napkin. He turned to greet her with a smile playing on his lips, but by her expression, his smile slipped into a frown rather quickly. “What’s wrong?” he asked, “something with the baby?”He immediately crossed the distance between them. Amber shook her head to calm that fear of his at least. She slipped his watch into his hand. “I got a message from Grayson. I think you got the same one,” she confessed.Leo’s dark eyes glanced down at his watch which he quickly unlocked and skimmed the message on the screen. He sighed afterwards, before he pulled her into his arms. “Don’t let him get to you Love. Don’t give him that power. It’s what he wants. I doubt he has even spoken to a lawyer about this.” “But what if it’s true Leo? And what if he wins…”His hand caresse
Amberleigh wanted nothing more than to stay in the suite and feel sorry for herself that night, but sweet Leo had gone through all the trouble of making them dinner plans. So, at a quarter until nine, she drug her ass out of bed to prepare herself for the evening’s festivities. Leo had instructed her to put on a classy cocktail dress. He didn’t say where they would be dining tonight, only that it had a strict dress code.She decided to humor herself and attempt to put some curls in her unruly hair. Amber quickly realized how angry and frustrated she was still feeling when she nearly jerked out a nice chunk of her dark hair by tightly winding it in the curling iron. Yeap, no doubt about it, she was still fucking seething at one Grayson Godwin.Did it make her a bad person she hoped that he got like a huge ass zit or bee sting on the nose or punched in the eye just in time for his wedding in two days? Leo’s blow was probably well scabbed over by now on his lip and makeup would hide it.
Amber was speechless as Leo’s fingers shook a bit while he pulled the ring free from the velvet box. But her mind was far from silent. Here, in the most romantic city in the world, on the symbol of love, all glimmering like thousands of diamonds, would she be able to refuse him?It was not that she didn’t love Leo. That wasn’t the issue at all. She just wasn’t sure she was ready for this, or that he was either truth be told. It had only been four months or so since the chef had broken off his engagement to Elle. And Leo and Amber had only been together about a month now. Was that really enough time to know they wanted to spend the rest of their lives together?Because contrary to the feelings of many of her generation, marriage wasn’t something Amber took so lightly. To her not something that a quick divorce was the fix to if she had jumped into it too soon, unprepared. When she spoke those words at the alter until death do us part, she had every intention of meaning them. And right
Afterwards, Leo polished off his dessert with ease. It amazed Amberleigh how he kept those washboard abs because Leo could sure put away a shit ton of food. Many chefs were round, a byproduct of their occupations, and Amber perfectly understood why. Hell, even if she wasn’t knocked up, she’d be gaining weight with Leo as her boyfriend. She certainly had her work cut out for her after this kid was born. But the chef was certainly doing something right by the looks of his hot, sexy body. And Amber should be an expert on that particular subject of Leo’s glorious naked form by now. But keeping his body tight in all the right places, wasn’t the only thing he was doing right. She had yet to discover something that Leo didn’t do well. Until she remembered his singing anyway. But the man upstairs didn’t want any competition for his perfect son Jesus it seemed, so he had to give Leo that one flaw.Even his smile was perfect. And she was privileged to it after he asked her if she was ready to
Amberleigh knew that every girl dreamed of having a shopping spree at the designer stores with a credit card with no limit. Well today for her that fantasy was coming true. But it was not quite the way she imagined it for many reasons. One, marathon shopping was hella exhausting and lots of work. You didn’t just change from outfit to outfit like magic during a montage with a catchy song. Two, she was feeling guilty about taking advantage of Leo. And three, she had to pee every twenty fucking minutes, not to mention she didn’t have the body like in her dreams. She was bloated as fuck. Not that Leo wasn’t the dream shopping buddy. He was supportive and encouraging her to try on like everything in the stores. But she began to doubt his credibility when he claimed everything she tried on looked good on her. He took every opportunity to tell her how amazing she looked. He camped out on some white leather couches while she put on a fashion show for him. She