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    “Did you bring a condom with you?” she asked.
    He withdrew from her. “Of course.”
    The bed jiggled as he moved over it. Seconds later, he strode past the bed. While she ate the strawberry Gwen marvelled at his jutting erection. His shaft looked long, hard and ready to please. He bent and fished a packet from his trousers. He tore into the foil package with his teeth as he walked around the bed.
    Gwen discarded the leafy end of the fruit in the container. “That was delicious.”
    “We both had our tasty treats. Now, we can enjoy each other.”
    The bed shook as he crawled on his knees. He paused between her legs and rolled the latex over his erection. Gwen rose on her hands and shook her booty at him.
    “You want to enjoy this?” She gave him a sly grin.
    He pushed several digits inside her. “Oh, I do.”
    He withdrew his fingers and toyed with her clit. Need snaked through her body and consumed her.
    “Fuck me, Nikolaus. One last time,” she said.
    “With pleasure.”
    He placed the head of his dick at her entrance, then gripped her hips. In one thrust, he buried himself deep inside her. She gasped, in awe of him filling her. He withdrew slowly, then pounded into her again. She loved how he moved within her with ease and drove her crazy with lust. He reached around and massaged her clit while he slid in and out of her canal, taking her closer and closer to her climax. She bit her lip as flesh smacked against flesh. Hot desire coiled within her.
    “Come for me. Let me feel you come,” he said.
    He tweaked her sensitive nub while he pumped into her. He hit her G-spot and she screamed softly. She needed more.
    “Yes. Don’t stop,” she said.
    He gave her what she wanted, driving hard and fast, tapping the place that drove her insane. Heat radiated from her body. Blood rushed to her head. She gripped the blankets under her hands. She couldn’t hold back any longer. Her release came with a loud scream. The walls of her vagina contracted, swallowing him. But he didn’t stop drilling into her.
    “Yes, sweet one. Oh, yes. Enjoy it,” he said.
    Relief flowed through Gwen and calmed her racing heart. Nikolaus drove into her repeatedly. The friction kept her orgasm from dying. He groaned when he finally reached his climax. He embedded his cock deep inside and held it there while it throbbed with life. Gwen waited until she couldn’t feel his pulses, then lowered onto the bed.
    Nikolaus lay next to her on his side. He kissed her shoulder. “A proper goodbye.”
    On her stomach, she rested the side of her head on her arms. She took a deep breath, then said, “Yes. It was a proper goodbye.”

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    Chapter One
    Sunlight reflected from the white paper in Gwenevere’s notebook and forced her to squint behind her sunglasses while she wrote. She sat alone at a small round table with an empty coffee cup pushed to the side. She was finishing her notes about her adventures in France. She’d jotted the majority of events in the journal during her aeroplane flight to Rome. She’d arrived yesterday and had been too busy to complete the entry. Upon waking, she’d decided she’d better conclude her Paris travels before the details escaped her brain. And she didn’t want that to happen. No, she didn’t want to forget the wonderful time she’d had with the sexy Frenchman, Pierre. The hot sex in the Louvre and on the Eiffel Tower had made her visit a very memorable one.
    Gwen ended her paragraph and tapped the page with her ballpoint tip. Done. She set the pen along the inner spine, and inhaled a deep breath. The aroma of a something deliciously sweet baking predominated, but the scent of the nearby sea still lingered. She leant back against her iron seat and gazed up at the beautiful blue sky. Not a single cloud floated in the area. She basked in the warmth. She’d dressed comfortably in a sleeveless