Strictly Taboo(53)

"No, you can't. There's no way that you can prove to my satisfaction that I'm fluttering."





Le Diable disliked direct confrontations with sturdy young men who might avoid his darts. He would wait until the lovely Helene was alone and steal her for his own. His imagination brought up her cries of pain and fear.





Chapter Six



Alain said, "Let's take a look, very scientifically you understand, at a certain part of your body." He kissed under her ear.



She delicately and slowly extracted herself and sat upright on his legs. "What part would that be?"



He gently caressed her right breast with his warm hand. She didn't jerk back or push his hand away. She said, "My bosoms are, unfortunately, very insensitive. If you're looking for a telltale sign of arousal there, you're going to be disappointed."



He said, "Perhaps."



He gently lifted the right strap of her chemise off her shoulder and let it slip down her arm. She said, "Are you going to try the experiment now?"



"It would seem the perfect time. We are alone and in a private situation. We won't be interrupted. You can cry quits if you're afraid."



"I'm not afraid of you."



"Good." He brushed the strap down her arm until it went past her elbow then moved the bodice of her chemise down with it. Her right breast stood out in the pale light of the candles The both looked down at it. He said, "You are truly beautiful."



She kissed his cheek. "Thank you."



He lifted her white mound in his hand and held it. After a moment, he captured her pink bud with his thumb and forefinger. He twisted it very slightly. She moaned then caught herself. She said, "Don't pay any attention to that sound. It's just a sound I make from time to time."



He said, "Of course" and took her nipple in his mouth.



Helene knew he couldn't look at her expression with his head down at her breast. She lifted her face to the ceiling and let her satisfaction and enjoyment of his attentions show. He did both breasts. She enjoyed even more. She tried not to show it when he could see it.



Alain leaned back in the chair and brought her with him. He snuggled her against him. She rubbed her forehead and her closed eyes on his neck.



He said, "Helene, you know how I feel about you."



Helene nodded. "I know. That's why I arranged this evening of silly games."



Alain protested. "Not so silly. Antoine has wanted more contact with Collette since he first saw her. And I have wanted you."



Helene said, "You want just intimate contact?"



"No. I want you."



Helene sat up and removed his hand from her breast. She was serious. "Does the fact that my father is a minister in the government and rich have anything to do with it?" She looked closely at him, waiting for his answer.



Le Diable moved down the row of windows. He wanted to get inside the villa before the two sleeping policeman were found. He opened an unlocked window and lifted himself inside. He was in a sitting room of some sort. He could hear the low voices of Helene and Alain coming from the next room.





Alain smiled. "No. I'm an American citizen. Not a citizen of France. I'm not subject to the laws of your country, nor am I able to marry into or inherit any of the wealth of a French citizen. I get no gain, except your beautiful self, by making you my wife."



Her mouth dropped open.



Alain became thoughtful. "You bring up an interesting situation, however. Why am I marrying a woman who can bring nothing but herself to me? Perhaps I can find a rich American woman. Many vacation in France and many are beautiful."



There's a time to kid a woman and a time not to. If it's the right time, they will use the opportunity to create a scene and stomp off in anger or she might treat the kidding with complete seriousness. If the time is wrong, she will simply ignore it. Helene said, "I didn't know that. You don't know what this means to me. I have had fifteen suitors. All of them wanted jobs or money. Are you seriously telling me you want neither? Don't lie. I'll know if you're lying."



"I won't lie. I have a job which pays me more money than you can imagine. I'm the liaison between an American company called All World Oil and the French government. I get generous checks from the company and the French minister for economic affairs and from my own government. I couldn't accept a job in France if I wanted to. Besides that, there’s family money. I’m a Dupont on my mother’s side. My share of the Dupont fortune is over a million dollars.”



Helene mind had understood and made plans for the future while Alain was talking. She placed his hand on her breast for him again. After she was satisfied that his hand was sufficiently involved, she said, "Would we have to live in America after I married you?"