Once outside she led them down the street and to a small, family owned ice cream shop. Inside she placed her order, then gave Stephan his. Walking outside, Stephan began eating his ice cream and looked over at Kylie.
"Mmm, this is really good," he said to her, devouring the sweet treat. She grinned at him.
"I told you it would be worth your while."
"I've never had ice cream that tasted so good, how'd you find this place?"
"When I first got to Paris I happened up on this little shop and had to try their home-made ice cream. It was so good, that I came here every day. It's a hundred year old recipe and they make it the same since the first time it was conceived." Kylie licked the rest of her treat and then tossed the napkin into the trash.
Stephan finished his and tossed his napkin into the trash and pulled Kylie close to him, his cock still stiff, he pressed it into her. "How about we go back up to your room and finish what we started." He grinned at her and kissed her.
"Hmm, I think that would be a splendid idea," she giggled and grabbed his hand as they walked back to her room.
Just outside the penthouse, Stephan pulled her into his arms and began kissing her passionately. Kylie tried unlocking the door among kisses, and then finally had to pull herself away so that she could get it open. Once it was Stephan resumed his ravishing of her lips. His foot shoved the door to the room closed and they clumsily made their way to the couch, kissing and running their hands all over each other's bodies. Kylie felt the couch touch her feet and she slowly sat down, Stephen following, his lips never leaving hers. His fingers wander up to her blouse and they started unbuttoning the buttons. Each one came undone with ease, and within seconds her blouse was open and his hands were caressing her breasts, nestled within her silk bra.
Their tongues swam within each other's mouths, rubbing against the other. Occasionally they would take a breath or two, but then they would resume their passionate kissing. Kylie's hands ran over his muscular arms, and chest, and then slowly over his muscular buttocks, squeezing it wantingly. Stephan moaned when she squeezed his ass, which made her squeeze it harder, and then gently bite his lower lip. He looked at her surprised but with lustfulness in his eyes. He grabbed her hair, pulled it slightly, which caused her to moan, grab his head and pull him in for another long passionate kiss.
Kylie's other hand ripped open Stephan's shirt and pulled it off. She then unbuckled his belt and popped open his pant button, and proceeded to unzip his slacks. Once open, she slowly ran her hand down his hairless chest and within his now accessible loins. The touch of her hand on his sex made him moan louder. His hands moved from her head, to her blouse, which he pulled from her shoulders. Reaching behind her back he unclasped her bra, pulled it off and tossed it to the floor. Her succulent white breasts, freed from the cage of the bra, were exposed to the cool air of the room, and her small pink nipples quickly hardened. She made a faint moan to the swift feeling of the tightness, and with that moan, Stephan withdrew his lips from hers, opened his mouth and let his tongue gently run over her hardened nipples.
His left hand moved onto her left breast and he started to tease them, squeezing and running his thumb and index finger back and forth, making it harder. After playing with her nipple with his tongue, he slowly enclosed his mouth over the tip and gently sucked, biting it gently with his teeth. Kylie's back arched slightly as the wonderful sensation she felt from Stephan's mouth sprayed down her body. Her hands ran through his hair, pressing his face into her breast, urging him to bite harder. As he nibbled on her nipple, she ran her hand down his pants and wrapped her silky hand around his thick shaft, caressing his sex with urgency.