#Four Seasons Hotel George V Paris
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Monday, 9 May 2016
Liam's in France as he attends the Global Gift Gala at Four Seasons Hotel George V Paris
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So pretty. If I had the money.
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Napoleon Builds an Arc in Paris, France
We walked around the circle at the base of the Arc de Triomphe, surrounded by the chaos of traffic and the sound of automobile horns. There were inscriptions in the ground underneath the vault of the arch marking the location of the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier. Paying our respects, we happened upon the evening ceremony of the lighting of the torch. This observance of one soldier, buried here…
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Four Seasons Hotel George V, Paris
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Tina Turner (November 26, 1939 – May 24, 2023) photographed by Patrice Habans at the Four Seasons Hotel George V, Paris (January 1971).
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Little Freak in Paris
Harry has a special couple of days planned in Paris. An early flight from Copenhagen puts you in the city a day early. Your flight was early in the morning - enough for you to have breakfast at his favorite patisserie. You order crepes and the chocolate cappuccino, and he orders eggs and a croissant and lemon macarons to be delivered to your hotel room. And what a hotel room it is! He booked a luxury suite at the Four Seasons George V.
You can’t quite believe your eyes as you walk through the lobby. It’s by far the nicest hotel you’ve ever been in and after being with Harry for months, that’s saying a lot.
You tuck in to his side holding his hand. "Harry this place is...I can't think of enough words to describe it," you whisper feeling like if you say it out-loud the beautiful room will be offended by your gawking.
“Well, it's all ours fo' a couple of nights. An' thanks fo' asking Mum, Darren, Gemma an’ Michal over fo' a visit tanight, make it an’ early night, promise."
You run your hand around his neck and fiddle with the little hairs at the nape and he closes his eyes and stretches his neck so he can feel it even more. "Honey, I love your family and after all we went through in Copenhagen, I’m so ready to see them. In fact I was wondering after talking with Sarah earlier if you'd mind if I asked her and Mitch to come over as well? I was looking at the hotel's website and they have this amazing menu for in-room dining, we can have a nice family style dinner, some wine and music...it'd be nice."
He cups your cheeks and plants a very direct kiss before gently pulling away, "Course I don' mind. ‘M s’glad ya feelin’ better…hated seein’ ya so stressed, was hard ta watch, felt so helpless. S’glad ya feel like entertainin', babe."
You shrug. “Yeah, I mean, I’m ready to have a little bit of normal and, my god, have you seen this view? When does a girl get to host a dinner party with five Michelin star food and a view of the Eiffel Tower."
Grinning happily, he kisses your forehead, "Then plan ya party swee’heart, wha’ can I do ta help?"
“Can you call down to catering and get it set up? Just pick whatever menu you think everyone would like.” You say, nuzzling your nose into his neck.
He chuckles. “Yeah, can do tha’. Anythin’ else?”
You think for a minute, then smile. “No. I’ll let Mitch and Sarah know. Thank you.”
He kisses your temple. “You’re welcome. Do anythin’ fo’ ya, know tha’.”
****a few hours later****
You’ve had a delicious meal. You can’t ever remember when you’ve had such good food. It was so nice to have a nice quiet, relaxing dinner with some of your favorite people.
You’re on the couch with Gemma, Anne and Sarah talking and laughing.
“Life on the road looks good on you,” Anne tells you.
You blush. “It’s been an adjustment for sure, but I’m getting accustomed to it. Copenhagen was pretty stressful,” you tell them.
“How are you doing? Harry said you were having a tough time,” Gemma asks.
Anne leans forward offering a sympathetic expression, “Yes, darling, how are you…I know you were pretty shaken up. Are you sleeping better?”
You sigh and set your wine glass on the table. “I’m feeling better, I’ve managed to have a couple of nights without nightmares…I was so embarrassed that I freaked out…and the memories coming back just took me by surprise…I figured Harry would be over dealing with me, but he’s been amazing, supportive and loving. Don’t know how I would’ve managed without him; want him to be safe…want all of you to be safe…you all mean so much to me,” you express speaking from your heart.
They both lean over to hug you and you accept the love and kisses…in fact, you soak it in and allow it to soothe your soul. You love these people so much. They are your people.
Darren, Harry, Michal and Mitch are just outside on the balcony as Darren smokes his cigar.
Harry and Mitch come back in to the living room and join in the conversation as Anne is telling a story about Harry at Christmas when he was eight or so.
Gemma looks over at you laughing and says, “Do you remember that Christmas you drank too much wine and felt nauseous so Mum gave you a bottle of ginger ale, but you were too polite to pour the wine out so you carried around the glass of wine and the ginger ale? That was so funny!”
You all laugh and then you and Gemma look at each other, mouths open.
“Wait…I know this from somewhere…when you said it out loud…I swear I know this from somewhere…” you say as Gemma frantically shakes her head and grabs her phone to search for something.
“Oh, my, god, YES, Harry wrote about that. Didn’t you?” Gemma says looking over to a standing Harry.
Harry and Mitch look at each other and Sarah looks over at them with a questioning look on her face. Anne bites her lip. She’d guessed Little Freak was about you from the beginning but figured you already knew.
You slowly look over to Harry, your mouth open, and your brows furrowed asking a silent question. Harry returns the stare with one corner of his mouth quirked up - he looks bashful and so...young. He moves to sit in a chair. "Harry?” you stammer.
Gemma who can’t hold her tongue pipes up, “You have to see this…remember how obsessed you got with yoga our second year of uni and… wait….Harry! That Halloween party we all went to,” She looks to you, “Ya know, that one you didn’t dress up for?” You nod in response. “Harry, you spilled beer on me, am I the friend in this song? You’re not sorry! This song is abou….”
“I think that’s enough Gemma, leave your brother alone,” Anne says interrupting her daughter.
Sarah leans over and whispers, “D’ya know about this?” to Mitch. He simply replies, “Baby, some songs just write themselves…”
Darren says, “Well, I’ll be damned…”
All of this is happening around you both as you just stare at each other. It’s like all the surrounding conversations go unheard and the air is electric around you causing the hair on your arms to stand and your body to break out in goosebumps. Harry is flushed and his jaw flexes and his throat bobs as he gulps. He’s been waiting for you to finally figure it out. He’s been anticipating this moment, he knew you’d eventually piece it all together, granted he never expected to have a hotel suite full of family at the time. And, if he’s honest, it was Gemma who started it all…but then that tends to be a pattern for her when it comes to the two of you. He’d have to take a moment sometime to apologize for spilling beer on her that Halloween and thank her for the role she’s continued to play in his love life. His love life… the love of his life…this was his forever love life. God, you look so beautiful with that love stunned look on your face. Your mouth opening and closing like you want to say something, but your brain just isn’t sending signals for verbal communication at the moment.
“Me….?” you mouth to him and all he does is slowly blink his eyes.
Harry stands up and grabs your hand pulling you up off the couch. “I…ummm…I need ta talk ta ya. Everyone…umm, thanks fo’ comin’ over. Love ya all. I need to talk to ma girlfriend a moment.”
You’re still dumbstruck but you manage a wave goodbye to everyone.
Everyone watches, each with their own stunned expression, as he leads you to the bedroom and closes the door.
“Jesus…tell us you’re gonna have sex without telling us you’re gonna have sex,” Gemma says rolling her eyes.
Everyone giggles.
“Alright, well…I think it’s time we all head out, don’t you?” Anne says, standing up and everyone nods in agreement.
Anne and Gemma make plans to meet for breakfast. Ever the hostess, Anne, kisses everyone on their way out.
“I’m just gonna leave a note for the kids,” Anne tells Darren as he holds the door open for her. Walking to the desk, she grabs a notepad and pen and jots down: To my Little Freak in Paris and his jezebel. Mum loves you both. She smiles as Darren quietly closes the door.
In the bedroom, you ask him, “You wrote Little Freak about me?”
He nods, smiling slightly.
“Were you ever going to tell me?”
He laughs his breathy little laugh. “Knew ya’d figure it ou’ eventually. Been waitin’ ta have this conversation wi’ ya,” he says, voice raspy, fingers sliding down your face to your neck.
You shake your head. “Can’t believe it. Tell me. Tell me about all of the lyrics, line by line. Please,” you ask him, hand grabbing his wrist.
“‘f I'm gon bare my soul, be this raw, wan’ ta be as close as I can be. C'mere, lemme undress you, love this pretty innocent dress, bu’ I need ta touch ya an’ see ya bare fo' me.”
You shiver and turn. “Unzip me, please.”
He smiles at you softly and he slowly slides the zipper on your dress down and slides it to the floor. He hooks his fingers in the sides of your panties and slides them down your legs. “Beau’iful. S’beau’iful,” he says as he pulls off his shirt and pulls down his pants and boxers. He moves to sit on the chair in front of the floor to ceiling windows and beckons you over. “Baby, ya wet enough ta let me in? Wanna be inside ya when I tell ya abou’ this.”
“Kiss me? I’m…I still can’t believe this,” you whisper as you straddle him and wrap your arms around him.
He smiles that beautiful smile that melts you. “C’mere,” he says before slanting his lips over yours. You open your mouth when you feel his tongue at the seam of your lips and he tangles your tongue with his. His hands slide up to your breasts and you moan as his thumbs swipe back and forth over your nipples.
You pull back from his wonderful mouth. “I’m ready,” you say, grabbing his cock and sliding down onto his length, gasping as he fills you up. “You have me. Now tell me. Tell me about my song. Please.”
“God, baby, s’warm,” he cups your bum and pulls you in tight. He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. You cup his cheeks, scoot in closer and lean close to his ear to whisper, “Harry, please, you’re inside me, but you were inside me before I took your cock, you’ve been in my heart for so long, tell me about our song. I know if it’s important enough for you to sing about, it’s really close to your heart. I feel so honored to be yours…how long have you had the song rattling around in your soul?”
“Parts f’it hav’ been in ma journal fo’ years…since Gems first brought ya home,” he rasps softly, voice thick with accent…and emotion. “Wanted ya fo’ so long an’ I was always jus’ Gem’s brother in a band…thought you’d make fun of me fo’ hav’in a crush.”
“Umm, babe, first, not just any band, a very, very popular band…mad with adoring fans, I know, I was one of them and, second, I could never make fun of you,” you say smoothing his hair around his ear. “Harry, am I ‘little freak’?”
“Yeah, tha song’s abou’ ya, but ‘m the little freak… God ya haunted my dreams like my own private Jezebel, thought I was a freak fo’ the thin’s I thought abou’ wi’ ya. Were like a constant wet dream jus’ dangling over an’ over, baby, ya were in ma home an’ my head over and over.”
“Harry…”
“’Member tha’ time ya were in Mum’s kitchen sittin’ on tha counter in tha’ blue tank top that had, like,” he stops and draws his finger down your chest, “a gypsy lady right here an’ a crystal ball she was lookin’ at over here an’ all those silver stars on it.” He runs his hand up your sternum to wrap around your neck. He whispers, “ya look s’beautiful an’ I knew ya were too good fo’ me…a gift…an it’d jus’ be wasted on me, but I wan’ed ya so much.”
You’re singing the first verse in your head. “What about blue lights to dreams? What does that mean?”
He smiles and kisses you quickly. “Ya always wearing blue…God, used ta dream about ya wrapped up in blue sheets.”
You smile.
“I jus’…was always thinkin’ ‘bout ya an’ ya do have a delicate point of view, yanno? Ya s’shy an’…always bit ya damn nails all tha time…,” he stops to brush you hair behind your ears, “thought ya migh’ break if I got my hands on ya. Didn’t know if ya could handle ma crazy life. Knew ya were always comin’ home ta my family. Never had ta worry abou’ tha’. Resigned maself ta being friends,” he says as you kiss the corner of his mouth. “Ya know ‘bout the Halloween party an’ tha beer,” he says laughing his little laugh.
You shake your head and bite your bottom lip…amazed at what he’s saying.
“Ya ‘member when we went to tha’ theme park an’ we played mini golf…tried ta teach ya to swing the club,” he says, gulping and closing his eyes. You feel so good, he’s trying not to fuck into you right now.
“Yes, oh my god. And we jumped on that kiddie trampoline and that guy chased us out of the kid area! I remember, you literally said ‘we should do this again’ that day!”
He grabs your hips and swallows, “Please babe, killin’ me, hold on…ya keep squeezin’.”
“I’m sorry, I’m just…” you whimper pulling back slightly and looking down where you’re connected. His neatly trimmed pubic hair touching the bare skin on your mound and lower to tickle your clit.
He runs his hand down your abdomen and circles your belly button, “God, wan’ed this s’much,” he says tracing the line of your hip bones with his thumbs. “Wore those fuckin’ yoga pants all the time…,” he runs his hands around your bum, “ya curves…such a beau’iful woman…soft an’ natural.”
“H, I’m so confused on the disrespected part? I don’t remember you ever disrespecting me. Why did ya write that?”
“It’s kinda a play on words because…well…babe, felt s’bad, I’d be havin’ a wank ta thoughts of ya, an’ felt like I was treatin’ ya bad…I mean, for fuck’s sake, I’d be a room away from ya an’ couldn’t keep ma hand off ma cock…always endin’ up hard. But I swear it wasn’t just ya body, was so, jus’… taken by ya… all tha parts of ya…,” he runs his fingers up your arms, “everythin’ abou’ ya turned me on… You were ma Achille’s heel, like a broken ankle, my weakness, ya broke me an’ I jus’ thought karma would take ya away.”
You stroke his cheek offering a sympathetic smile. How could you have known? You can’t help the rush of arousal that floods you just thinking about him hard. Your pussy involuntarily clenches.
He groans and his eyes flutter.
Thinking of the next words in the song, you lean forward to brush your lips over his. “Harry, I know that birthmark, it’s right here,” you whisper tracing the skin that you know so well, “kissed it a hundred times,” you say pressing your lips to it again. “Nothing took me away and,” you whisper against his neck, scooting your body as close as possible and pushing him a little deeper, “I was touching myself just a room away…thinking about you…knowing I could never have you,” you kiss under his ear, “but look at us now.”
His cock is pulsing, and your walls are tight on him, you’re slick with arousal and your wetness is soaking him. “Fuck, babe, I wan’ed ya…so I wrote abou’ ya…and when Kid helped me put this tagether it was jus’ gon’ be somethin’ I kept ta m’self, but turned out s’good, so I took a chance an’ put it on tha album.”
“I just have one final question, why don’t you ever sing ‘Little Freak’ on stage, it’s so beautiful?”
“Because ya dinna know it was your song… an’ I wan’ed ya to figure it out on ya own, not with a hundred thousand people singin’ it. S’a sacred song…didn’t belong ta anyone else, no’ yet…maybe no’ ever,” he says sliding his hands up and down your back while his eyes search yours.
You nod. “I get it. I can’t believe it, but I get it.” You lean your fiorehead against his and sigh. “I love you.”
He kisses you, a soft brush of his lips to yours. “I love ya too baby.” He licks his lips. “‘M s’glad ya figured it out. ‘S’been hard keeping it a secret from ya.” He chuckles.
You smile, hands running down his shoulders, enjoying the feel of his skin under your fingers. “Make love to me, Harry.”
He groans. “No’ gonna last long,” he says, swallowing thickly. “Too worked up.” His hand slides from your bum to your tummy, thumb on your clit. You both look down at the sight of your sexes together…his hand on you. “Feel good?”
“God yes, Harry,” you say rolling your head back.
“Wanna cum tagether, yeah?”
You nod yes.
“Make it up to ya later, I’ll go slower,” he breathes out as his thumb dips down to where you’re connected and gets some of your wetness and then he starts moving rhythmically over your swollen nerves.
You gasp and clench down on him. You’re so swollen, you know it won’t take long. You’re panting as you feel your pussy fluttering around him. Forehead to forehead you whimper, “Close…I’m…ohhhh…fuck, so close!”
“Can feel ya pulsing on me, fuck! Look at me love,” he says as he thrusts up into you, his thumb never wavering on your clit.
Your eyes meet his, mouths nearly touching. You can see the love and longing in his eyes, but there’s satisfaction mixed in there too. Because you were finally his. His - to love and to fuck.
You tighten your grip on his shoulders. “Cum for me, H. Wanna feel you.”
“You first, love,” he pants out as his thumb moves quicker on your clit. “Cum fo’ me.”
That’s all you need to let go. “Ohhhh…Harry, Harry, Har-ry!” You cry out as you cum, pussy squeezing him so tight he’s having trouble moving.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck. Ya s’tight, Christ.”
You slump forward and your head falls to his shoulder as you come down.
He can still feel you pulsing around his length as he grabs your hips and thrusts into you quickly chasing his own release. Then he’s cumming, fingers digging into your bum, and curses falling from his lips.
You hug him tightly, your arms around his neck and start to giggle.
“Wha’s s’funny?”
“Oh my God Harry, we just left our own party and never really said a word to anyone!"
He chuckles. “Pretty sure mum took care of everythin’.” He kisses your shoulder.
**** (4 hours later) 2:43 a.m.****
Harry wakes up with a start, you had turned and pulled out of his grasp, but only long enough to roll out of his arms and onto your side facing him. He was concerned that you might have had another nightmare, but you tuck your hands under your cheek and settle in. He watches as your breathing evens out and your mouth opens slightly with your tiny breathy snore. Adorable. But then everything about you is perfectly adorable to him. A perfect fit. Beautiful, lush in all the right places.
It’s only through her own naiveity that she didn’t catch on to Little Freak, he thinks to himself. She needed that complete understanding of how far my feelings went back for her before she could find herself in the words…hinted it to her so many times with stories of our past, but she just wasn’t ready for it. “S’beat’ful, my Jezebel,” he mutters brushing your hair off your forehead, “ya know my secret,” he leans forward to kiss your nose.
You rustle and roll onto your back and whimper, “Harry?” and then flutter your eyelids. “Hey, honey whatcha lookin’ at?”
“Fo’ever…”
“Well, baby, that’s a mighty long word…” you slur in a sleepy voice then close your eyes again.
“I love ya,” he scoots in closer to your side and gently presses his lips to yours. When he pulls back your eyes are still closed, but you have this content smile on your face.
“Love you,” you respond as he kisses across your face to your neck and down to your collarbones.
“Promised ta make love ta ya proper earlier, need ta make ya cum,” he says kissing down to your chest, “need ta see it, need ta hear it…,” a kiss over your heart, “need ta feel it.”
“Mmmm…,” You moan and turn your head to the other side.
Pulling the duvet down, Harry crawls down to next your knees but reaches up to trail his finger down your abdomen causing you to break out in goosebumps. “Mmmm…,” you moan dropping one leg to the side, opening to him.
He runs his middlefinger from your belly button to your mound and on down the line of your slit. Your clit is just barely peeping out so the pad of his finger brushes the hood slightly on it’s way down causing you to shiver. He slips a finger in his mouth to wet it and starts a very slow, gentle stroke across the hood of your clit. You jump this time, and your head pops up and your leg jumps and closes. “What…Harry?” you say surprised and still sleep slurred. Your eyes are blinking trying to make sense of the darkness and adjust to the sensations. “Harry, Wh…”
“Jesus, baby… were ya asleep…? I’m…oh my God, you WERE asleep… I’m – I’m so fuckin’ sorry!” He’s scrambling up your side to get to your face brushing your cheek.
“No, Harry what…,”
“God DAMMIT, I’m so sorry, didn’t mean ta take advantage of ya, FUCK, swear ta god, thought ya were…,” he interrupts thoroughly frustrated with himself.
“No, No,” you raise up to brush the curl from his forehead, “No, honey, that’s not what I meant, I mean, yeah, I was kinda falling back asleep, but what I was trying to say, was that you have my trust! Listen to me, I’m yours and I trust you with my body, you didn’t take advantage…Jesus, I love the idea of waking up to your touch…please, it’s ok…I’m yours.”
“And I am yours,” he replies.
“Please don’t stop, don’t hold back…it’s been a scary few days and I’ve been so anxious, but I want to…just put the worry away and be close to you,” you encourage him softly, lying back running your hand up his chest.
“Was so worried abou’ ya… tha nightmares,” he shakes his head and pulls your hand up to kiss your palm, then rests it on his chest,
“… was afraid I jus’ caused another.”
“You didn’t, c’mere,” you ask sliding your hand back up to his neck and pulling him close. “Harry, the thought of waking up to your kisses, anywhere…turns me on…a lot,” you whisper pulling his hand down to your breast, “so please…don’t stop what were you doing.”
His fingers feel how hard your nipple is and the goosebumps on your flesh. He takes your whole breast in his hand, your nipple tucked between the curve of his thumb and forefinger, fingers splayed, he sucks the rigid nipple in his mouth and tugs on it.
You arch your back as the skin on your body warms and tingles with the zing of aroused blood rushing through your veins. “Hahhh..Hah…Hah…feels so good, love it when you tug and bite them.”
“Love how sensitive these nipples are… mine,” he looks up and bites his bottom lip with a smirk, “Yanno, I think they love me…always showin’ themselves ‘round me.”
You giggle and thread your fingers through the hair on his forehead, “You’re not wrong, I must say my tits do love your attention and they tend to look straight at you whenever you’re around…That’s why I always wore that cardi around your house before we were together.”
“Tha’ pink one wi’ tha red hearts?”
You pull your head back a bit to get a better look at his eyes, “Yeah, you remember that?”
“Babe, I just poured ma soul out about how much I wan’ed ya, ya don’ think I could forget ya puttin’ that thin’ on even in the dead of summer when it was way too hot.”
You smile bashfully, “Hard nipples…”
He looks down matching your bashful smile, “Same,” clears his throat with a breathy chuckle, “hard cock…”
“I wanna kiss your lips,” he reaches down to run his fingers up and down your slit, “and taste last night’s dreams.”
“Oh god, please…,” you cry out pulling your knees up and dropping them open.
Harry is mesmerized when he looks down seeing your skin shine with the gentle blue light from the moon streaming in from the balcony. “So open fo’ me…wet dream jus’ danglin’…,” he mutters to himself as he moves down to slot his shoulders between your legs.
You look down and spread just a little wider to accommodate his shoulders. He starts with light open-mouthed kisses, hand resting on your tummy then running down – middle and ring fingers down the slit with his forefinger and pinky finger running down the creases on either side of your pussy. He leans down and kisses first one side, sucking on the skin until it pops out and then going to the other side to repeat. He loves the way your folds get puffy and swollen when you’re turned on. “Fuckin’ hell, love, everywhere, ya taste s’good everywhere.” He slips his middle and ring finger inside palm side down, he makes sure he’s slow and careful with his long fingers. His mouth has found it’s way to seal around your clit and he’s lightly lapping at the nerves, careful to keep his flutter light and sensual.
You arch your lower back and your pelvis tilts away from him causing him to pop off your clit and his finger to slip out slightly. Pulling up a little he reaches forward, “Gimme my pillow,” he instructs. You flit around a moment looking for the extra pillow, and he nods forward, “My pillow…right there.”
“Harry, it might get…something on it,” you whisper pointedly.
He grins, “ya think I’m afraid ov’a lil of ya cum on ma pillow,” he raises to one elbow taking the pillow from your grasp. He stuffs it under your hips and settles back in to pick up where he left off. This time he runs his tongue around your sopping entrance and then up to your clit. Just before he sucks on your clit he puts his fingers back inside of you and turns them. He knows you love that sensation, then curls them to search for your g-spot. The sound that leaves your chest as he hits on it can only be compared to a deep purr. He laps at your clit and watches as his saliva attaches to your bundle of nerves and forms a line when he pulls away.
“Harry, please…mmm… almost there, do that again,” he flutters his tongue on your clit again, “Yes, just like that… ooo, right there.
“Can feel ya throb, s’it our spot, baby?” he says gently kissing your clit, “Don’ cum yet, let it hang jus’ a lil bit, till I can get inside ya.”
He swirls his tongue around and around in circles on your clit one last time, just to push you that much farther, all the while swirling his fingers on your spot.
Threading your fingers through his hair, you squeeze and tug gently to get his attention, “Come on, H, come up here, I want you so much, please don’t make me wait any longer.”
He crawls over you and the angle of your hips on the pillow tilts your pelvis up to him better. He wants you deep, so he hooks his arms under your knees and leans forward so your knees are close to his chest and he’s close to you. He’s so hard and you’re so wet, he doesn’t have to even guide himself into you, he flexes his hips and notches his cock up before pushing inside.
“Unnngghhh…mmm, Harry… more,” you cry out.
He rests his body against yours, your legs still hooked around his elbows and pushes just that much deeper, “Babe, ya ok?”
You gulp and run your hands up his biceps, over his shoulders and neck to cup his head on both sides. “Oh Harry, I love you, I need all of you always, give me it all,” you say and pulse your hips up and down on his shaft. “Fuck me.”
He stretches out his legs in a push up formation and begins to thrust in and out of you. You can hear the sheet pulling under his toes as he gets leverage to push forward.
“Jesus, my love, s’wet. Is it too deep? Feel’s like ‘m hittin’ ya hard…does it hurt?”
You raise your head to kiss his lips, “No, it feels good…keep going…” you say breathlessly against his mouth while you look into his eyes.
He continues to plunge and thrust over and over until he slows to release your legs and perch on his knees. You wrap your legs around his waist, still propped on the pillow and he rests down on his elbows. He’s smoothing his hands over the hair on either side of your head.
Face to face, rapidly breathing each other in, “Baby,” he says grinding into you, “when we’re this close, can feel ya heartbeat…everywhere…God,” he sighs, stops to kiss you passionately, “I love ya s’much, still with me?”
You nod and smile softly.
“Hangin’ on s’good fo’ me…,” he pumps in and out slowly, “cum wi’ me?”
You grip his shoulders, “Together.”
He swirls his hips and kisses down your neck, “Together.”
It’s a slow burn, a slow…fuck-ing burn down…your body has reached the end of its patience and is signaling it’s time to go over the edge; your breathing and sounds reflect your desire for him. “Don’t stop Harry…don’t fucking stop, I’m ready to go…I need to cum, please,” you beg pulling him closer.
“No’ stoppin’, swear to god… can’t stop now,” he growls in your ear. “Baby, can’t scream, kay?”
“Ok,” you say biting your bottom lip, “try not to…just dooooonnn….’t, right there, don’t stoooppp, cummmminnnnnnngg, ah – haah…aaaahhhh, ungh, ungh, keep going, keep going…,” you cry out whimpering softly.
“Can’t hold on any longer, love, gon’ cum…. noooww…oh, oh!” he groans lowly, but louder than you were.
You can’t stop the giggle, “Shhh…now you’re too loud,” you whisper brushing your hand down his face.
Every giggle causes him to jerk, “Stohop, ugh… ya clenchin’ on me while ya laugh,” but that just causes you to giggle even more and him to slip out…then chuckle himself.
Once you settle down from giggling into each other’s shoulders, he pulls back to look at you smiling. “Never get tired of tha’ sound…ya laugh. ‘M sorry it’s been s’rough the last few days, know ya goin’ through a lot. I’m here fo’ ya, s’important ta me.”
Staring and smiling back at him, you brush the curl from his forehead, “I know, that means more to me than you can ever understand.”
He leans down to kiss your lips softly then your nose, “Let’s get some rest, we can hav’ a nice lie-in tamorrow, yeah?” He rolls over and you roll to your side to rest on his chest.
**** Next Morning ****
“Harry!” you call out while hovering over your trunk, “Have you seen my purple joggers?!”
“What?” he calls back from the bathroom at the sink brushing his teeth.
You’re digging around in a side duffle when you hear him. Rolling your eyes you go to the doorway of the bathroom to see an adorable half-naked Harry leaning forward on the sink vanity looking at his teeth as he brushes. You follow the line of his spine to his bum where…his purple clad bum is covered with the letters “TB” on one cheek and “WK” on the other. You and Gems had them made back home for fun; TBWK stands for “Treat Bums With Kindness”. You lean on the door frame and cross your ankles. He spots you in the reflection of the mirror. “Nice bum, mister,” you comment pulling your lips to one side and raising one eyebrow.
“D’ya call fo’ me,” he says grinning back in the reflection.
“Uh, yeah, was wondering if you saw my purple joggers, but I can see you found them,” you say tapping your foot.
“Musta got mixed in wi’ ma stuffs,” he grins as you stalk toward him, “were in ma trunk, love.”
You wrap your arms around his waist, “Well, I wanna wear them,” you say slipping your thumbs in the waistband, “Besides, you’ll stretch out the crotch,” you say smugly, cupping his manhood and kissing his back.
“Flattery…hmmm, ya mus’ really wan’ these back,” he says turning around and propping his arms on your shoulders.
You alternately pat his bum, “Yes. I. Do.” You turn to go and sashay away when you hear his bare feet hard step and hop on the floor.
“Hey babe?” he says causing you to turn around.
There, leaning his bum against the vanity, ankles crossed, naked as the day he was born, stands a playfully grinning Harry with your joggers dangling from his finger. Never let it be said that your man isn’t one sexy, hunky, adorably cheeky man.
You smile, swallowing hard, “Fuck you’re hot, H.” you mumble walking on your tip toes to him.
You grab your pants and thread your legs into them. “Let’s go call Anne, really quick to thank her for taking care of things last night after we, uh-hum, left.”
A few minutes later your sat atop Harry’s lap in the chair you sat in last night looking out at the view of the church with the Eiffel Tower in the background as he holds the phone while it trills on speaker. Anne picks up and promptly says, “Did she figure it out, my love?”
Harry rolls his eyes, “She’s righ’ here, Mum, an’, yes, she…wait, how did YOU know? I dinna tell ya!”
She laughs, “Oh, love, I knew the first time I heard it, but you’ve always had your own timing. And so far in life you’ve been doing pretty well making your own mind up, so I just thought this would be one of those times.”
A tear falls from your cheek, and you realize just how much this family means to you. They mean the world…maybe they even mean forever.
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Tina Turner photographed by Patrice Habans at the Four Seasons Hotel George V, Paris (1971)
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Top Favorite Car Racing Movies
Due to the upcoming release of "GRAN TURISMO", I had decided to list my current favorite movies about car racing:
TOP FAVORITE CAR RACING MOVIES
"Speed Racer" (2008) - The Wachowskis wrote and directed this exciting and very original adaptation of Tatsuo Yoshida's late 1960s Manga animated series about a young American race car driver. Emile Hirsch, Christina Ricci and Matthew Fox starred.
2. "The Love Bug" (1968) - Robert Stevenson directed this funny and first-rate adaptation of "Car, Boy, Girl", Gordon Buford's novel about a sentient Volkswagen Beetle named Herbie and his relationship with his driver, Jim Douglas. Dean Jones, Michele Lee, Buddy Hackett and David Tomlinson starred.
3. "Those Daring Young Men in Their Jaunty Jalopies aka Monte Carlo or Bust" (1969) - Ken Annakin directed and co-wrote this all-star comedy about the European car rally , the Monte Carlo Rally. Tony Curtis, Susan Hampshire and Terry-Thomas starred.
4. "Rush" (2013) - Chris Hemsworth and Daniel Brühl starred in this biopic about the rivalry between two drivers, the Briton James Hunt and the Austrian Niki Lauda, during the 1976 Formula One motor-racing season. Ron Howard directed.
5. "Ford v Ferrari" (2019) - James Mangold directed this biopic about automobile designer Carroll Shelby and racer Ken Miles, who were hired by the Ford Motor Company to lead a team to build a race car that would defeat the perennially dominant Italian racing team Scuderia Ferrari at the 1966 24 Hours of Le Mans race in France. Matt Damon and Christian Bale.
6. "Talladega Nights: The Ballad of Ricky Bobby" (2006) - Adam McKay wrote and directed this sports comedy about an immature yet successful NASCAR driver. Will Farrell starred.
7. "The Great Race" (1965) - Blake Edwards directed and co-wrote this comedic and fictionalized account of the 1908 New York to Paris Race. Tony Curtis, Jack Lemmon and Natalie Wood starred.
8. "Grand Prix" (1966) - John Frankenheimer directed this story about the fate of four Formula One drivers through a fictionalized version of the 1966 Formula One season. James Garner, Eva Marie Saint and Yves Montand starred.
9. "Viva Las Vegas" (1964) - Elvis Presley and Ann-Margaret starred in this musical comedy about a romance between a race car driver competing in Las Vegas' first annual Grand Prix race and a hotel swimming instructor. George Sidney directed.
10. "Cars" (2006) - John Lasseter directed and co-wrote this Disney animated film about a hotshot rookie race car named Lightning McQueen who gets stranded in Radiator Springs, a rundown town that is past its glory days. Owen Wilson starred.
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November 26th 1908 saw the birth of Charles Carmine Forte in Casalattico, Italy.
Baron Forte, as he was to become, worked in his relatives Italian cafe in the High Street, on his arrival in Scotland from Italy. He expanded a tiny London milk bar (snack bar), which he opened in 1934, into Trusthouse Forte PLC, a vast international enterprise that included highway service centres, restaurants, airport caterers, breweries, wine merchants, and a string of accommodations that ranged from the moderate-priced Travelodge motel chain to such luxury hotels as London’s Waldorf and Grosvenor House.
And what is all this got to with Scotland? Forte settled in Scotland at the age of four, where his father Rocco set up a cafe, he also worked at his Uncle Alfonso’s shop in my home town of Loanhed, although some sources say it was Rocco, his father who owned the shop, the Forte website says it was Alfonso.
There are Italian-Scots, all over Scotland, the Fortes had businesses in Stirling, Kelso, Biggar, Galashiels, Girvan, Broxburn, Jedburgh, Dunbar, Greenock, Dalkeith, Alloa and loads more places besides.
After his father bought a small hotel in Alloa young Charles attended Alloa Academy and then St. Joseph's College, Dumfries, he was then sent to Rome for two years before re-joining his family. He was 18 when he entered the family business, running a restaurant. The business progressed through a series of seaside resorts.
When he was 21, Forte was put in charge of a rundown cafe, the Venetian Lounge in Brighton. Within 12 months he had turned it into a profit-making outlet.
However, he had set his sights on London. With just £400, loans of £2000 from his family and a further £2000 bank loan, he bought a milk bar in Upper Regent Street. A concept he imported from America, it was a place where young people could socialise while lingering over non-alcoholic drinks and listening to the latest records.
The Strand Milk Bar Ltd. milk bar was the stepping stone Forte needed. In later years the café became the Four Seasons Restaurant and it was one site he would never sell.
By the time war broke out in 1939, Forte owned nine establishments in the centre of the capital and was known as Mr Piccadilly. He was interned on the Isle of Man, but after three months he was released to become an adviser to the Ministry of Food.
After the war he bought top London restaurants and hotels such as the Cafe Royal and Waldorf. In 1955 his company was awarded the first catering concession at Heathrow Airport. When the UK's first motorway opened in 1959, he began building a chain of 23 roadside catering areas.
His empire eventually had more than 800 hotels, in cities such as Paris, Geneva, Madrid and London, and a similar number of food outlets. In Britain alone he employed about 70,000 people.
When knighted in 1970 Lord Forte, who was five feet four inches in height, dubbed himself "the shortest knight of the year". He was also a Knight of the Grand Cross of the Italian Republic and was presented with a Papal Medal by Pope Pius XII. He received a medal from the French for what his firm had done at its Paris hotels, the George V, the Plaza Athenee and Tremoille, and the Spanish gave him a medal for his work at the Ritz in Madrid. In 1992, aged 83, he gave up the company to his son Rocco, who had succeeded him as chief executive in 1983.Forte ascribed his success to hard work and healthy living. He said work should be serious but fun, and satisfaction rather than profit was his main motivation.
Charles Forte passed away on February 28th, 2007 aged 98, he had already passed full control to his son Rocco in 1993, but soon the plc was faced with a hostile takeover bid from Granada. Ultimately, Granada succeeded with a £3.9 billion tender offer in January 1996, which left the family with about £350 million in cash, not bad for starting in a wee shop in a Scottish toon.
Rocco immediately went back into the hotel business and now has 14 hotels located in European cities, as well as beach resorts in Sicily and Apulia, and recent openings in Saudi Arabia and China. The most famous of his hotels in Scotland is The Balmoral at number one Princes Street Edinburgh.
Pics of of some of the Forte businesses can be found here https://www.fortefamilyhistory.com/Gallery/In_Business/index.html
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What are the best honeymoon resorts in Paris?
"Unforgettable Honeymoon Retreats: Top 5 Romantic Resorts in Paris"
Planning your dream honeymoon in the enchanting city of Paris? Look no further! We've curated a list of the top 5 honeymoon resorts in Paris that guarantee an unforgettable romantic experience. From luxurious accommodations to breathtaking views and impeccable service, these resorts will make your honeymoon an extraordinary and memorable journey. Let's dive into the details!
The Ritz Paris:
Nestled in the heart of the City of Love, The Ritz Paris is an iconic luxury hotel renowned for its timeless elegance. With its opulent suites, Michelin-starred dining options, and world-class spa, this legendary resort provides an exceptional honeymoon experience. Stroll hand in hand through the nearby Tuileries Gardens or indulge in a romantic dinner at the hotel's fine dining restaurants.
Shangri-La Hotel, Paris:
Situated in a historic building near the Eiffel Tower, the Shangri-La Hotel offers panoramic views of the city's most iconic landmark. This palace-turned-hotel boasts elegantly designed rooms and suites, exquisite dining options, and a serene wellness center. Start your mornings with a romantic breakfast overlooking the Eiffel Tower, and let the hotel's dedicated staff pamper you throughout your stay.
Le Meurice:
Located in the fashionable Rue de Rivoli, Le Meurice is a luxurious palace hotel that combines classic French grandeur with modern amenities. The hotel's stunning suites feature lavish decor and offer splendid views of the Louvre or the Tuileries Gardens. Enjoy a romantic evening at the hotel's Alain Ducasse three-Michelin-starred restaurant or take a leisurely stroll to the nearby Champs-Élysées.
Four Seasons Hotel George V, Paris:
Regarded as one of the finest hotels in the world, the Four Seasons Hotel George V embodies elegance and sophistication. Its beautifully appointed rooms and suites feature lavish furnishings and charming Parisian touches. Indulge in a couple's spa treatment or savor exquisite French cuisine at one of the hotel's Michelin-starred restaurants. Don't miss the chance to explore the nearby Avenue Montaigne for high-end shopping.
Hotel Plaza Athénée:
Situated on the prestigious Avenue Montaigne, Hotel Plaza Athénée is a haven of luxury and romance. Its elegantly decorated rooms and suites exude a classic Parisian charm. Enjoy a romantic dinner at the hotel's renowned Alain Ducasse restaurant or take a leisurely walk to the nearby Trocadéro Gardens for a breathtaking view of the Eiffel Tower.
Conclusion:
When it comes to honeymoon resorts in Paris, these top 5 choices provide an exceptional blend of luxury, romance, and unparalleled experiences. Whether you prefer iconic landmarks, Michelin-starred dining, or spa indulgence, these resorts promise to make your honeymoon in Paris an enchanting and unforgettable journey of love. Book your dream honeymoon resort and create timeless memories in the City of Love.
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Tina Turner at the Four Seasons Hotel George V in Paris, January 1971
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Top 6 Honeymoon Places For A Newly Married Couple In Summer
After the wedding is over, the most important thing is to find a place for the honeymoon. This article’s purpose is to provide the best place for lovebirds. Therefore, we have taken a survey to find the best honeymoon places.
Top 6 Honeymoon Places To Go In Summer
You will find the list interesting and valuable to making the decision for the honeymoon.
Bora Bora
The Bora Bora island is famous for its volcanos, jungles, aquamarine lagoon, and beaches. Author James Michener said that this is the most beautiful island in the world. Bora Bora island is also called the pearl of the pacific. There are sunny skies, luxurious resorts, friendly locals, and warm waters.
The US News and World Travel ranks this island at the top. You can stay at Blue Heaven Island, Sofitel Bora Bora Private Island, Bora Bora Eden Beach Hotel, and many more. There are matira beach, coral gardens, jungle safari, boat tours, shark feeding, lagoonarium, mount otemanu, vaitape, turtle center, spas, and mount pahia.
Bali
Bali sometimes refers to heaven. Bali is an island in Indonesia. Beautiful landscapes, volcanos, sandu shores, turquoise waters, pagodas, and many other interesting things exist. People from around the world visit Bali and enjoy themselves a lot in this place.
You can go there at almost any time of the year, but in summer it becomes more beautiful. You can stay at Samsara Ubud, Matahari Bunglow, Komaneka at Keramas Beach, and many more.
There are so many things to do. Here is the list- pura tirta empul, uluwatu temple, tanah lot temple, jimbaran, kuta, kintamai, sanur beach, nusa dua, tegallalang rice terrace, gunung kawi, waterbom bali, periuk bali cooking class, celebrity bike tours nusa penida and many more.
Paris
If I say honeymoon place, then Paris is one of the best places where you should go. This city is also called the city of light. There are many art collection and cuisine that needs to be acknowledged. The gentle river seine flows through the city. The main attractions are old churches, the block of Rococo, architecture, cascading trees, streetlamps, museums, and the most beautiful things are cafes.
If you have to choose one place to visit in Europe, Paris is at the top of the list. There are famous hotels like Le Bristol Paris, Four Seasons Hotel George V, La Reserve Paris, and many more. In addition, there are many things that you can do in Paris. The list is as follows.
Notre-dame cathedral, Musee du louvre, Eiffel tower, jardin des tuileries, le marais, sacred heart basilica of montmartre, musee d’Orsay, musee de I’Orangerie, pere-lachaise cemetery, palais garnier, luxembourg gardens, arc de triomphe, and many more.
Maldives
You must have heard about this island. There are luxurious resorts, blue waters, beaches, and beautiful sunsets. The scenic beauty of Maldives is so amazing that you don’t want to return to your regular life after going there. But, if you want your honeymoon to get relaxed, then the Maldives is your place.
You can stay at Vivanta by Taj Coral Reef, Maldives Vonmuli Resort, Huvafen Fushi, and many places. However, the Maldives is famous for its resorts, beaches, spas, and relaxation. But you can also visit Male, spas, hukuru miskiiy, fish market, and other places. Also, scuba diving is an attraction.
Maui
This island is not a large island, but it offers great wildlife, beaches, and historical culture. There are hula dancers, you can get booze and dance with them. There are golf fields, snorkels, and sea turtles. Maui has a total of five islands, most people stay in the southern part of it.
You can stay at Montage Kapalua Bay, Hotel Wailea, four seasons resort, and many more. In addition, you can visit hana road, haleakala national park, waianapanapa state park, pipiwai trail, makena beach, snorkel tour, kaanapali beach, iso valley state park, napili beach, and many more.
Fiji
Luxurious hotels, glittering sands, turquoise waters- Fiji is full of these things. This is one of the tropical gateways. There are a total of 333 islands to visit.
For adventurous and beach-loving people, Fiji is the ideal place. Fiji also ranks in second place when it comes to the best beaches in the world.
You can stay at Outrigger Fiji, Shangri-La’s Fijian, Wananavu, and many more resorts. There are so many things you can do in Fiji. There are the coral coast, mamanuca island, yasawas, navua river canoe, different villages, nadi tivua island and many more.
To Conclude
I hope this article will help you to decide on your honeymoon place. You can also check the bonus list.
St. Lucia
Amalfi Coast
Tahiti
Santorini
Kauai
Hawaii
Florence
Mauritius
So, what have you decided? Please let us know in the comment section.
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Les Joyaux d'Hébergement de Paris: Explorer les Hôtels de Luxe de la Ville Lumière
Paris, surnommée la "Ville Lumière", est mondialement connue pour son élégance, sa gastronomie et son art de vivre. Ce n'est donc pas une surprise que la capitale française soit également le berceau de certains des hôtels de luxe les plus prestigieux au monde. Ces établissements offrent non seulement un hébergement de première classe mais aussi une immersion dans l'histoire et la culture parisiennes. Voici un aperçu de ce que ces hôtels de luxe ont à offrir.
Le Ritz Paris : Un Icône de l'Élégance
Situé sur la place Vendôme, le Ritz Paris est synonyme de luxe et d'histoire. Cet hôtel, qui a accueilli des célébrités telles que Coco Chanel et Ernest Hemingway, offre des chambres somptueusement décorées et un service exceptionnel. Les clients peuvent également profiter de l'École Ritz Escoffier, un atelier culinaire, ou se détendre au Bar Hemingway, nommé en l'honneur de l'écrivain.
L'Hôtel Plaza Athénée : Le Charme à la Française
Avec sa façade ornée de géraniums et sa vue imprenable sur la Tour Eiffel, l'Hôtel Plaza Athénée est un autre joyau parisien. Les chambres et suites de l'hôtel reflètent le chic parisien, avec des tissus luxueux et des meubles d'époque. Les clients peuvent savourer une cuisine gastronomique au restaurant Alain Ducasse au Plaza Athénée, récompensé par plusieurs étoiles Michelin.
Le Four Seasons Hotel George V : Une Ode à l'Art de Vivre
Situé à quelques pas des Champs-Élysées, le Four Seasons Hotel George V est célèbre pour ses arrangements floraux spectaculaires et son architecture Art déco. Les chambres offrent une élégante combinaison de style parisien et de confort moderne. Les hôtes peuvent également profiter de trois restaurants étoilés au guide Michelin, dirigés par le chef Christian Le Squer.
Le Shangri-La Hotel, Paris : Un Mélange de Culture
Ancienne résidence du Prince Roland Bonaparte, le Shangri-La Hotel, Paris, mélange l'élégance française avec l'hospitalité asiatique. Avec une vue imprenable sur la Tour Eiffel et la Seine, cet hôtel offre une expérience unique. Il abrite également le restaurant Shang Palace, récompensé par une étoile Michelin.
Visitez Luxury-Hotels-Paris pour Explorer Plus
Pour ceux qui souhaitent découvrir plus en détail ces établissements ou en explorer d'autres, le site https://www.luxury-hotels-paris.com/fr offre une excellente ressource. Il fournit des informations complètes et des avis sur une large gamme d'hôtels de luxe à Paris, aidant les voyageurs à choisir l'hébergement qui correspond le mieux à leurs attentes et à leurs besoins.
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Romance Reimagined: Discover the World's Most Enchanting Getaways for Two
Nothing says love quite like a romantic getaway. As Valentine’s Day approaches, I handpicked a selection of swoon-worthy destinations tailored just for two — along with some incredible hotel bathtubs for an extra splash of magic. Reach out soon; I’ll help plan the gift of a lifetime.
MINIMOON MAGIC: DREAMY DESTINATIONS TAILORED FOR TWO
CITY RENDEZVOUS: THE MARK
At The Mark, all of New York City is at your fingertips to whisk away you and your loved one. This hotel features 150 guest rooms and suites, including several terrace suites. Ask me about the 10,000-square-foot, five-bedroom Penthouse with private rooftop access.
BEACH OASIS: AMANYARA
A secluded beachside resort, Amanyara is situated on the northwest coast of Providenciales in the Turks and Caicos, and couples feel the relaxing ambiance from the moment of arrival. Thirty-six timber-shingled guest pavilions and 20 villas are tucked along the coast and tranquil ponds.
WINE RETREAT: FOUR SEASONS RESORT AND RESIDENCES NAPA VALLEY
You and your partner will raise a glass to one another as you soak in magnificent views from this Four Seasons’ Napa retreat. Discover innovative cuisine at Michelin-starred Auro, holistic spa rituals at Spa Talisa and Four Seasons’ thoughtfully personalized, signature service.
MOUNTAIN HIDEOUT: THE LITTLE NELL
Aspen, Colorado, is the crossroads of wild mountain and vibrant city — a haven for romantic gondola rides, incredible spa experiences and candlelit dinners. Experience The Little Nell’s award-winning wine list with a private tasting or dinner, and meet one of many sommeliers on staff.
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SUMPTUOUS SOAKS: INCREDIBLE HOTEL BATHTUBS
If you’ve ever dreamt of sipping a glass of champagne while taking a roomy bubble bath with your partner, I know just the place to give your Valentine’s getaway a splash. A beautiful bathroom view elevates the romantic experience even further, whether it’s a city skyline twinkling in the distance or the gentle crash of ocean waves.
Some of my favorite trip-worthy tubs include those found at The Silo Hotel in Cape Town, South Africa; Qualia on Hamilton Island, Australia; Hotel de Crillon, a Rosewood Hotel, in Paris, France; Post Ranch Inn in Big Sur, California; and Coqui Coqui in Mérida, Mexico.
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SPOTLIGHT ON: THE CITY OF LOVE
Paris, France
STAY:Le Bristol
Rosewood Crillon
La Fantaisie
George V
Plaza Athenee
Cour des Vosges
Cheval Blanc
Le Grand Mazarin
JK Place Paris
SIP+ SAVOR:Chez L’Ami Louis
Septime
Chateaubriand
Paul Bert
Clamato
Baratin
Au Passage
Chez Janou
Allard
SHOP:Avenue des Champs-Élysées
Avenue Montaigne
Saint-Germain-des-Prés
Galeries Lafayette
Maison Labiche
Buly 1803
Merci
Haussmann Samaritaine
Le Marais Neighborhood
SEE + DO:Cathédrale Notre-Dame de Paris
Musée Rodin
Musée du Louvre
Pompidou
Jardin des Tuileries
Seine River yacht cruise
La Cuisine Paris pastry-making experience
Palace of Versailles (1-hour transfer)
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