Le Français
Copyright© 2024 by BreaktheBar
Chapter 20
BDSM Sex Story: Chapter 20 - On the hunt for the mysterious crimelord 'Le Français,' Detective Sinead Connors meets financial wizz Marc Fornier. When she needs his help in her investigation, Marc decides that she can pay him back through a little game...
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Marc drove, escorting Sinead down to the parking structure under his loft building and opening the car door for her. She was wearing her leather jacket over the dress, which he was happy to see worked as he’d suspected and looked stylish. Getting her a whole new coat or jacket to go with the dress seemed overkill.
Sinead seemed nervous and quiet during the ride - not in a timid way, but in a focused one. Her dress rode up a little sitting in the passenger seat, exposing a good deal of her thighs, but Marc limited himself to a couple of glances. He pulled right up to George and got out, coming around the car as the valet opened the door for Sinead. He got there in time to offer the redhead his arm to help her stand, and she took it. Dropping the keys with the valet, along with the twenty as a pre-tip for the service, he escorted Sinead into the restaurant. They were met at the front by Sophie, the maitre d’ who had arranged his last-minute reservation, and he noticed that she raised an eyebrow seeing him accompanied by someone other than Felicity.
Still, she began leading Marc and his ‘date’ towards his usual preferred table but he hesitated to follow as Sinead put a hand on his arm.
“We need to sit over there,” Sinead whispered, nodding towards the far end of the restaurant.
“Sophie,” Marc called quietly. “Would it be possible to move to the east side of the dining room?”
Sophie came back to the host stand, checking the reservations quickly. “That can be arranged, Monsieur Fornier.” Marc could tell by the gleam in her eye that Sophie was definitely intrigued by the changes to Marc’s usual desires. He certainly didn’t patronize George on a weekly or bi-weekly basis, but once every month or two was certainly enough that the highly trained staff knew of his usual wants and needs.
“Thank you,” Sinead whispered quietly to Marc as they followed Sophie through the restaurant. It was the middle of their service time, so the place was about two-thirds full and likely to reach capacity within the next half hour.
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