Killian was eager to be in Provence. I have shown him pictures on the internet and he nearly went crazy with joy. He literally counted the days until our departure. We packed our things on the day before and went to sleep earlier, because we were taking the morning plane.

But Killian couldn't sleep. I have never seen him so hyperactive before. Does the travelling fever affect people this strongly? Thanks to him, I couldn't sleep as well. Killian noticed it.

"Can't sleep, Avery?", he asked. "I would, but thanks to your hyperactivity it's impossible," I turned around to face him. He had eyes wide open, messy hair and a cute smile on his face. "How will I make you fall asleep? Shall I sing you a lullaby?", I asked. Killian chuckled. "I bet you can't sing, love. But I would like to have sex with you," he said with an angel look in his eyes. "Are you aware, that we are getting up early? The lack of sleep will do us no good," I warned him. "I will risk it, because I want you right now." "I think I have no choice", I gave up.

I started with a French kiss. It gave some logic, as we were about to travel to France. Killian captured my body in a tight hug and kissed me, like it was his last kiss ever. But I didn't want to make it that pleasant for him. I went down to his nipples, first licking them gently, but then I have bitten it a little. He moaned loudly, but he was excited. Then I undressed him from his shorts and took his prick into my mouth. I gave him blow job, but I used my teeth very gently. Killian's moans were louder again. The tip of my tongue went up and down his big prick and he was having an orgasm. After that I gave him some time to catch breath and we switched roles. Killian gave me blow job, then he fucked my ass, which was very special feeling, due to his big prick. We finished when Killian was exhausted and he fell asleep like a log.

We definitely had a lack of sleep in the morning, but I was not complaining, because the sex at night was top class. I called the taxi, which took us to the airport. France was awaiting us.

I decided to have a nap in the plane, but Killian couldn't think about sleeping. He sat by the window and tried to see everything he could. I woke up just in time. The steward was announcing, that the plane will land at the Marseille airport in half an hour.

When Killian and I left the airplane and entered the airport, I was looking for Elodie. She promised to wait for us and then to drive us to my house.

I saw her. Our eyes met and she smiled widely. I like her smile. We made our way to her. "Bonjour, Elodie," I said. "Bonjour, Avery! Great to have you back," she said merrily and we kissed each other on the cheeks and then on the lips. Then she looked at Killian. "Oh, and you must be Killian! Avery has told me so much about you. Look at you. You're a very handsome young man! Let me give you a hug," she said, a smile never leaving her face. She gave Killian a tight hug and he blushed a little. "Bonjour, Madame Elodie," Killian said with a shy, but cute smile. "Oh, you can speak French?", she asked. "No, I don't. Avery taught me this," he said. "Yes, yes, Avery knows only a few French words, as far as I know. But don't worry, my dear, I know English very well, because I have worked fifteen years in England. But please, forgive me some grammar mistakes I will surely make, will you?", Elodie smiled on both of us. Killian smiled back, obviously liking her immediately. "Now then, the welcoming part is over, it is about time to get into my car and I will drive you to your dream house," she said. We took our luggage and followed her.

We got into the car, leaving the luggage in the boot. Elodie haven't changed at all. She was 45 years old, looking very attractive. There was always a smile on her face and her eyes were smiling too. She has a nice haircut of her brown hair and she is wearing a fancy summer dress. The radio was playing some French song I didn't know, but it was a pleasant change to hear something different than the English music. Elodie loves French music. Especially the chansons. When I hear them, I get very emotional, these songs simply capture your heart and never going to release it.

As soon as my house got into our sight, I said to Killian: "Here we are." "Oh...my...God!", I could hear from the back seat. I looked into the rear view mirror inside the car and I could see Killian staring with his mouth open. It was amusing.

Elodie parked the car in front of the house. Killian got out and his amazement was even bigger. He seemed lost for words. I got out and so did Elodie. I pointed at Killian and she looked at him. She smiled. "Killian looks like he sees the world's eighth wonder." I couldn't agree more.

I walked to Killian. "So what do you say darling?", I winked at him. Killian blinked, obviously returning to reality. He looked at me. "I have never seen anything so beautiful in my entire life. This is heaven," he said, amazed. "And what about the air? Breathe in and tell me, what can you smell?" Killian sniffed. Then he opened his mouth and inhaled everything he could. "Wow... This is beautiful! It smells so nicely, what is it?" "The lavender fields. I will take you there. But let's just get into the house, shall we?" I took his hand gently. I took my luggage, Killian took his and we followed Elodie into the house.

Killian fell in love with the inside of the house as well. "I know why you bought this house, Avery. It is impossible not to fall in love with it," he said. "You're completely right. I looked just like you did, when I saw it for the first time. Now wait, when you see our room," I said. "I prepared it for you, when you wrote me, that you'll arrive," Elodie said. "You are a treasure, Elodie," I smiled at her. "I know," she winked merrily.

I took Killian upstairs and opened the door of my room. Killian looked like he was about to faint. "Oh my God, so much beauty... I don't know, if I can handle it all. And the view from the window...", he let out a quiet high-pitched sound. The lavender fields were visible from the window. That beautiful violet colour and the amazing smell of it just hit your senses directly in the middle.

"Do you want to check out the bed?", I teased him. Killian turned around and looked at the big bed. "Oh dear...," he gasped. He couldn't help to lay on the bed. He kicked off his shoes and now he was laying on the pillow and the blanket. "I am laying on a cloud and there is seventh heaven around me. Now I finally know how it feels like. Avery, come here, I want to kiss you." I leaned towards him. Killian gave me a long kiss. Then he looked at me. "Thank you, Avery. Thank you so much for letting me be here in this beauty. I am so thankful, that I met you. I love you, sweetheart." "I love you, too," I said and kissed him once more.