“I think the boys liked that.” Derrick smiles, popping another bottle of champagne in our limousine.
“I know Christian certainly did,” Ness giggles. “If I get knocked up again, I’m blaming you, D.” Tonight has been amazing; dinner at the Eiffel Tower then a private shopping experience at Avenue Montaigne where we hit up Yves Saint Laurent, Gucci, Louis Vuitton, Chanel et cetera. When you are on a time crunch it’s amazing how much you can buy. Thankfully, our driver took our bags back to the apartment. I’m hoping Axel doesn’t notice them, if he does I will just distract him by getting naked. When Derrick suggested surprising the boys with us doing the Can Can, I wasn’t too sure about it, but it was so much fun in the end. It was such an experience, especially doing it at the world famous Moulin Rouge. I don’t think I will ever forget that moment. We are all now heading off to The Paradise Club to finish the night and have a little more fun. We make our way to the club in separate limousines; I suppose it is still a bachelor and bachelorette party even though we have technically spent most of it together. It’s exactly how I wanted it.
“Cheers to the beautiful bride to be, Olivia. She gets to wake up naked with Axel for the rest of her life.” Derrick salutes me and we all clink glasses.
We finally arrive at Nate’s club and thankfully we have been able to slip past the paparazzi, last thing we want is for them to find out about The Paradise Club. We are ushered quickly through the secret entrance that is reserved for the ultra VIPs, hiding us from curious eyes. The limousine will be taking Penny and Isla back to the apartment, both of them not feeling very well after all that dancing. I know Penny hasn’t been able to relax since arriving in Paris. She’s lucky she can’t just run into the President of France while she’s out shopping like any other ex. It won’t be long before he finds out though as pictures of Penny’s ever expanding stomach are frequently in the gossip magazines. Speculation about the father is making them salivate and names of her ex’s are being thrown around with many coming out publicly declaring they are not the father, which is pretty crass I think. God, I feel for her. She’s gotten herself into such a crazy situation. I have to admit though she has been working hard with Camryn and Kimberly’s team in regards to the events. I would even say that she is happy working, which I never thought would ever happen. Ivy has finished renovating her cottage in the castle’s village and it is gorgeous. The nursery is just beautiful; her little princess is going to feel so loved there.
“There’s my sexy fiancée.” Axel surprises me as I’m lost in my thoughts. His strong, tattooed arms wrap themselves around me tightly. “This brings back memories,” he whispers into my ear, sending shivers over my body. “Almost a year ago we met during a bachelor party in France.”
“Technically, Monaco. It is its own separate country,” I tease. Axel pinches a nipple in retaliation.
“Looks like someone is being purposefully naughty. Does, my fiancée want to be punished?” My legs clench together at the vivid imagery of Axel’s kind of punishments.
“Maybe.” I wiggle my ass against his tight crotch, teasing the beast.
“I think tonight we are going to have a lot of fun, Miss Pearce.” The way he uses my name like that, I know he is feeling very dominant, so I am in for a good time tonight. Axel unwraps himself from me and grabs my hand.
“Enjoy,” he tells the rest of the party.
“Get it girl,” Derrick calls out while the others just cat call and holler as we make our way across the ground floor bar area. This club is different again to the one in Monaco. Each one seems to reflect the city it is in. The Paris club is paying homage to Marie Antoinette and Louis XVI with the opulence and decadence of the era. I don’t have time to really enjoy its beauty as Axel is on a mission tonight. He pulls me up the stairs, past the glass cube room which is prolific through all The Paradise Clubs from what Axel tells me. He walks down one of the dark corridors, ignoring the gyrating people around us. He enters the room with a green light above it and closes the door behind us. In an instant he launches himself at me, pulling the hem of my dress up to my waist as his fingers find my wet underwear.
“You’re just as turned on as I am,” he hisses as he pushes the small patch of fabric out of the away so he can sink two large fingers into me.
“Yes,” I moan as he fills me.
“Fuck, Liv. That little Can Can dance you did for me got me hard as a rock. If we weren’t in public I would have bent you over one of the tables and fucked you there and then. You made me so hot.” Axel’s fingers slide in and out of my slickness, God, it feels so good. “How did I get so lucky?” he asks before his mouth descends on mine. I am lost in the heady lust of him. He sinks his teeth into my lips, the pain and passion he generates from that action causes me to whimper. He continues with my neck as his skillful fingers glide expertly in me, bringing me closer to the edge with each flick of my clit. “Come, Liv, I need you to come for me. I have so much planned for you tonight.” His teeth sink into the fleshy skin and that sharp bite sends me over the edge, I come around his fingers as he continues to pump his fingers inside of me, riding my orgasm out. I sag against the wooden door, my body quivering like jelly. Axel pulls his fingers from me and licks them clean. “God, I love your taste.” He savors me like a connoisseur and it’s hot.
“So, what do you have planned next? I think it’s your turn to come.” I smile at him.
“Oh, don’t you worry, we have plenty of time for that.” He kisses me again and I can taste myself on his lips. “I need you to take off all your clothes, sweetheart.” I can see the desire behind those whiskey eyes. I slowly pull the zip of my dress down, his eyes never leaving mine; one by one I let the straps of my cocktail dress fall, exposing my designer bra underneath. Axel licks his lips in anticipation of touching me again. I wiggle the dress over my hips, giving him a little appreciative dance in doing so. He kneels down before me, the dress pooling around my high heel covered feet. A warm hand wraps around my ankle and slowly lifts my foot, letting me step out of my dress. He does the same with my other foot and I watch in fascination as he carefully moves my foot out of the way so he can collect my dress. His lips touch my ankle sending sparks up my legs, directly hitting my sensitive core. “You’re so beautiful,” he muses, placing my cocktail dress on the back of one of the chairs. “Now, the underwear, but leave the heels on.” He gives me a wink. I unclasp my bra, letting the straps fall then I throw it to him. He catches it with a smirk on his face. “Cute, Liv, real cute.” I shimmy out of my tiny G-string and do the same, sending it in his direction. He takes it to his nose and smells it briefly before putting it with the other items of my clothing. I think if it were any other man that had done that it wouldn’t have been a turn on but with Axel, everything he does is so sexual, primal, raw, and I love it. “Now, Liv, do you trust me?” he asks.
“Yes, of course.”
“I know you do, darlin’, but I mean in here, this room, with the things that we might do here.”
My heart is racing. My body is a flutter with nervous anticipation. “Yes, I trust you, Axel.”
“Even if I bring in people to watch us?” My body stiffens, a little taken aback by his statement.
“Depends on who they are and what they will be doing.” My new found confidence slightly wavers. Axel walks toward me understanding the nerves that have suddenly hit me.
“I would never bring in anyone we didn't trust, Liv.” My shoulders relax a little, I knew he wouldn’t but this world is still so new to me. “I was thinking of maybe exploring things further like we did in Monaco.” My eyes widen in surprise.
“With Stacey, Oscar and Jackson?”
“Minus Jackson this time.” Axel touches my cheek with his hand. “I thought maybe we could explore that request Stacey asked months ago.” I gasp.
“You want to have sex with Stacey?” Slight insecurity hits me.
Axel grabs my face tightly. “Never, no one will ever compare to you. I do not have to touch Stacey at all tonight, I can sit and watch as Oscar and Stacey take their turn pleasuring you if that makes you feel more comfortable. Stacey is a friend, nothing more. You never ever have to worry about her.” He kisses me, showing me exactly how much he loves me. When he pulls away, my lips are swollen from its intensity.
“I trust you, I was just a little shocked, that’s all…”
“I can call off the whole thing, I just thought because this was our bachelor/bachelorette party, that this one time we might do something crazy. I want you to explore those fantasies that you have locked up in this pretty little mind of yours. I know how much you loved it last time, this time I thought maybe it would be easier as a foursome. I know you trust them.” I nod in understanding.
“And you would be okay with Oscar touching me?” I just need to clarify things.
“Honestly, I’m not sure. I think there will be pangs of jealously, but the difference is we are here at The Paradise Club. For me it’s like a switch gets flicked in my mind and all I see is the act, the fun, the desire more than the insecurity and jealousy. Does that make sense?”
“I think it does,” I say.
“Mind you, I have never shared the woman I loved before, so maybe it might be a disaster, but I do trust them, both of them. Stacey and Oscar are tight; I know they are secretive about what goes on between them but I also know that he’s not sleeping with anyone outside of The Paradise Club.”
“I know the same is true for Stacey as well,” I add.
“I know Oscar would never ever seek you outside of what goes on here, he understands the rules and requests the same courtesy in return.”
“I’m nervous,” I confess.
“Is it a good kind of nervous?”
I look up at him, my cheeks turn pink. “Yes, yes, I think it is.” A brilliant smile crosses his face.
“We will all go slow and test the boundaries to see what we are all okay with. How does that sound?”
“It sounds like fun.”