Page 25 (1/2)

"Yes," he said, watching her face as he did it again "There you are"

With his hands and hisher breasts, he worked in and out of her body, dragging the heavy thickness out before driving it back in again, over and over Si beneath her, and heard the low, gasping sounds that escaped her lips and the liquid glide of his penis as he went deep into her core Only soht that coiled inside her, begging to be released

Simone could not bear it another moment "Please"

He lifted hisas he took her hand and brought it to the juncture of their bodies Gripping her forefinger, he pressed the end into the top of her sex, rubbing the pad of her fingertip against the wet knot there

Simone tried to pull her hand away, but he held on and whispered to her, words that e and pant and whimper He told her how it felt to be inside her, to watch his cock push into her, to feel her body tightening around hie of her sex As he spoke hethe rhyther to his mouth and sucked on it

Pleasure took her apart as her body convulsed under his Korvel shoved deep into the heart of her delight, shuddering as his se, hard jets

Chapter 11

P

ájaro waited for nightfall before he entered Le Panier, Marseilles’s oldest quartier Once the refuge of whores, sailors, and other scuradually revitalized by a curious infusion of new blood Artisans, always in need of cheap lodgings, had first gravitated to the rough shantytown to rent rooms and studio space in its tall, squash-colored houses with their ladder-long white shutters Of course, they had to peddle their wares as well, which ranged frourines used in traditional crèches to illustrate the Nativity scene In time the stink of fish, liquor, and sex for sale had faded froas kilns, and sunscreen-slathered tourists

As he climbed the stone steps to a side street, Pájaro sensed so-draped balconies, seeing only an a down at hie and all its disappointular features, and just-freshened uise the cobwebs of capillaries alcohol addiction had started to spread on either side of her hooked nose

"Do you want sorotesque coyness as she assessed his clothes and the location of his pockets "I’ to the Twelve Coins? They have live music" She shimmied around in an uneven circle to de skills

"I don’t drink or dance" He continued up the steps, knowing she would follow, listening for the second pair of footsteps as her partner tailed the them to the back of a busy restaurant’s kitchen, where he retreated to the shadows

An overweight, burly ht up with the barfly and yanked at her aro?"

"I didn’t see" When her companion went still, she made an impatient sound "Come on, Porci, I haven’t…" She darted out of the way as theout of his back

"Shhhh" Pájaro clapped a hand over her ed her back behind some plastic crates of bottled water

A short tied alone, and took two bottles froer He yanked down a towel fro balcony and used it to dry his hands before he dropped it in a rubbish container a block away

Squeezed between a narrow gallery of arts Africains and a garden container shop, Pájaro found nuht Rue Méry, the current residence of Bonafacio Puget, forious Paris university The professor, who had retired to pursue his lifelong a the definitive history of the French Church, was also the country’s leading expert on the Knights Teet answered the door, yawning as he asked, "Can’t you read?"

Pájaro glanced at the faded red Aucune Sollicitation sign posted in corner of the front"I aet?"

"He’s an oldCo shoved aside and tried to get in front of Pájaro as he stepped inside "You can’t coer man’s hand before he could touch hio, you--"