The Frenchman's Revenge (29 page)

Elena watched him
distractedly
pace back and forth
across the room
.
She saw the strain on his face
and
the
muscles on his strong back
tighten
when he reached up to knead the kinks in his neck
. She
ached to give him relief
.

She knew h
e
was
concerned
about the expected retaliation
and
s
ickened by the exploitation of the young girls. She
wanted to help him, hold him.

Taking a chance
,
she
decided to
interrupt his
troubled
reverie.

“Bai, look at me.”

He looked over at her with a
preoccupied
frown
.
“What is it,
cherie
?
Is something wrong?”

She leaned back against the edge of the desk and
smiled
appreciatively at
the way
his fitted trousers
clung to
his hard muscular thighs.
She quirked an eyebrow
,
then w
ith a
saucy
grin dipped her finger in the amber liquid in her glass
and
lazily sucked o
ff her finger
.

Bai looked s
urprised
,
then a whisper of
a
smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

“Do you want more brandy,
cherie
?”

She smiled, her eyes dancing
, and put her glass down on the desk
.

“No, Bai
.
I’m not thirsty for brandy.”

“I see.
And what might my sassy little minx be thirsty for?”

“Come here, Bai.”

He grinned and l
ounged
back against the cabinet and took a large swallow of brandy.

“I think not.
I am quite comfortable here. Besides I’m not sure I like that glint in your eyes.
Perhaps
you are
the naughty girl Tobias’s mother thinks you are
.
If so, I need to be wary of you
,
oui
,
cherie
?”

Elena walked over to the door and locked it
,
smiling at him over her shoulder
.

Leaning back against the door, she said, “You owe me something, Bai.”

He grinned and shifted slightly to account for the growing bulge in his trousers.

“Hmm. What do I owe you,
ma petite fille
?”

He added,
“Isn’t
it enough that I am going to marry you, a
brazen
little hussy
like you
,
un
méchants
coquine
peu
?”

“Ah
,
not nearly enough
.
”

Elena bit her lower lip with a pensive look
,
as though considering what to do with him.

“
You teased me last night
,
Bai
. Badly.”

“You deserved it.”

“
T
hen you deserve this
,” she said
,
eyeing his now prominent arousal.

She
sauntered
over and
stood
in front of him
for a moment
,
then
nodded
at
his trousers
.

“D
rop you
r
pants
,
Warrior
M
an
.”

He
threw back his head and
laugh
ed
loud
ly
.

“Ah,
cherie
, that is my line.”

She tossed her head and said, “
I mean it – off with your pants
.”

“
Hmm,
you are
a naughty girl
,
aren’
t
you
?’

“
Very
.”

She m
oved up
close
to him and
slowly
began
to unbutton his shirt,
releasing
one button at a time. When she finished she pulled the shirt tails out of his
trousers
and
spread open
his shirt. She smiled up at him and
,
holding his gaze
,
dragged
her
finger
nail
s
down his chest
,
scratching at the fine black hair
th
at
dusted his chest
. She
circled
on
e
flat darkened nipple
and
pinched
the tip
.

Bai kept his grin in place
,
but couldn’t
suppress
a
sharp
intake of breath.

“Be careful
, ma
petite
putain
, you’
re
playing
with fire
.”

“
Hmm
, you
do it to me
--
tease me
,
taunt me
.”

“
Ah
,
so I do
. B
ut once again,
cherie,
you deserve it
.”

Elena smiled up at him
,
then leaned
over
and
slowly ran her tongue around one
hard
nipple.
She knew from experience that his nipples were as sensitive as hers and
she
loved to play with them, nipping, pinching
,
sucking
them
,
doing
the
things he did to her.
She bit down hard
and
he
jerked
in response
. His nipple tightened to a hard peak
when she
sucked
on it
,
then blew on it.
Hearing his soft moan
,
s
he grinned a salacious grin and moved to the other nipple
. She
bit and sucked it while
kneading
and
pinching the first.

She was surprised to feel her nipples tighten when she heard hi
s
moan. God, just thinking about
his mouth on her, his wicked tongue
,
made her shudder and her breasts
ache
.
She tried to hide her response
,
but looked up to see him smiling knowingly at her
hard nipples
,
visibly
straining
against the
thin
silk of her chemise.
She blushed
and focused on tant
alizing him.

Bai
looked
decidedly less nonchalant than he had minutes ago
.
Elena smiled to herself as she watched his eyes darken with a look she knew well
; a look
rife with
lust. She trailed her fingers provocatively down his flat belly
,
playing with the
coarse
tufts
of
hair
that tracked down his stomach to his groin. When she reached the bulge
in his trousers
,
she rubbed against
it
,
trac
ing
the outline of his hard erection
with her fingertips
.

“Hmm,
I think there might be a connection between your nipples and
‘
this.
’
”

“What make
s
you think so
, cherie
?”

“Because
when
I suck on your nipples and pinch them – like this – you seem to get bigger, harder,
and twitchier
here!
”

He laughed. “You might be right about that,
ma
petite
fille
sale
,
my
bad
little
girl.
Much
like
when I take your gorgeous breasts in my mouth and suckle you, that sweet pussy of yours weeps in response
, doesn’t it?
I think you are
wet between your
legs
now,
oui
,
mon amour
?
Hmm,
perhaps
your pussy is telling you that you want my fingers
i
n you.
”

“No, Bai, stop.
I…I am teasing you
, remember
?” She tried to ignore his
mocking
smile and pointed to his crotch. “
Besides
,
‘
this
’
feels like
it
wants to be free
of your trousers
.
What do you think, darling?
Should I free this amazing appendage?”

“
Ah
cherie
, that is dangerous
. You
m
ay
get more than you
bargained for
.”

Elena laughed a luscious, sexy peal of delight
.

“Ha
h
,
I can’t handle you,
W
arrior
M
an?
Is that what you think?
You’re t
oo much man for me
,
are you?
”

Bai grinned and leaned back against the cabinet
,
accentuating the now rigid line of his cock pressing against his trousers
. He
reached for the brandy bottle and
casual
ly refilled his glass
and took a deep swallow.

“I believe
the more accurate question is, a
re you
a
woman
bad
enough
,
une femme sale
, to
handle it?”

“
Now you are challenging me? That might be dangerous for you,
my
arrogant Warrior
M
an. Let’s see what you have in here that you are so proud of.
”

She commanded, “F
or the last time
,
drop your pants
.”

His voice was soft, husky. “
Or?
”

Elena’s eyes danced and she tossed her head with a mischievous wink.

“
Or
,
I’ll
take them off for you.”

Taking her bottom lip between her teeth
,
she frowned slightly
,
concentrating
on unhooking
his belt buckle then with a
quick swish
pulled the belt out of the loops and
tossed
it on the top of the cabinet.

“See, darling, that wasn’t so hard.
Even for a little woman like me.
I think I’ll put
your belt
right up here where I can reach it.
It may come in handy later…”

Bai
s
mile
d
wickedly
.