Grace Anne (9 page)

“She’ll leave a message and, if
she doesn’t, then that’s fine too.” He kissed her on the mouth as the doors
closed and he leaned in to whisper in her ear. “If I can get Connor to stay
with his uncle and aunt tonight, want to have a little fun with the toys I just
got?”

Her body reacted like he’d touched
her. She could feel her pussy get wet and swell. She nodded at him, afraid she’d
be begging him to take her right now rather than wait until they got home. She
leaned back against the wall of the elevator and looked at him.

His growl made her shudder. “You
keep looking at me like that and I’ll stop the first person I see and ask them
to watch our son while I take you back up to your office and ravage you.”

“Okay,” she told him, and laughed when
he growled again. “I think that the aunt and uncle thing is a great idea. We
have that charity thing to go to tonight, but I’m pretty sure that between the
time we get home and when we have to leave I can make you very…relaxed.”

“Deal. I’ll see if I can drop
Connor off after lunch, then I’ll come back here and we’ll get a start on that
plan.” He adjusted his cock and made her body heat. “Maybe I could skip lunch
and just have you.”

“No. Connor hungry. Want grilled
cheese and french fries then Connor want to play on swinger.”

“Its swing, little buddy,” Drew
said as the doors opened on the ground floor. He ruffled Connor’s hair as he
looked at them “I’m glad to see you two. There’s a problem with one of the
buildings on Tenth. We have a few people wanting us to change the venue for the
building and they are sick of me telling them no. Wanna handle this one?”

He grinned at her and she knew she
wasn’t going to like this. “What exactly are we using the building for that has
them all up in arms? And don’t we already own that entire block?”

He nodded.

“So what the hell are they
bitching about now?”

“We’re using it for storage at the
moment. And they don’t like the fact that you’re making the other blocks
surrounding you look bad because of the improvements you’re making on that one.
They seemed to think you’re trying to outdo them.”

Alyssa rolled her eyes. “Of all
the stupid… Set up some sort of improvement loans program. Make the interest
low, but not stupidly. Have Nathan work with you on it; he’s been working on
something similar on the Madison Project. Oh, by the way, there was movement on
the money. Nathan came by just before Connor and Cain did.”

They were being seated in the
large cafeteria and Drew joined them. “I know. I was tied up with the committee
on ‘let’s be ignorant’ when the call came in. These people who are bitching,
most of them are the same ones you bought the building from in the first place.
Are you sure you want to lend them money now? They didn’t strike me as all that
good with their money in the first place.”

“They have to put their buildings
up for collateral. That way, it’s a win-win for us if they fail again.” Cain
said this as he buckled Connor in the seat. She was laughing when he turned to
them. “What? I think it’s a good idea.”

“It is. I just didn’t think you
were that ruthless.” She turned to Drew again. “Put that in the loan agreement.
Now, no more business. I’m hungry too.”

Chapter 9

Grace sat across from Michael as
they rode across town. He said he wanted to take her home and she couldn’t
think of a single reason why he couldn’t. But she’d thought that Trace would be
with them and he’d gone home with his grandparents instead. She wasn’t happy
with the turn of events.

“You’re upset,” he said to her
after a few minutes. “I didn’t tell Trace to go with them. I think my mother
invited him to go and what little boy doesn’t want to spend time with their
loving grandparents?”

She didn’t answer because she had
no idea what kids did with grandparents. She didn’t know hers and she was
pretty sure that her parents wouldn’t have let them go to stay with them
anyway. There was too much they could have told them.

“Grace, come over here and kiss
me.”

She glared at him and didn’t move.

“Okay, I’ll come to you.”

He slid across the expanse of the
seat and sat beside her. Before she could react, she was straddling his lap and
he was tugging at the zipper at the side of her dress. She grabbed a handful of
his hair and yanked hard to stop him.

“Now that I have your attention,”
she told him with another hard tug. “I want you to stop doing whatever you’re
doing. I’m not going to sleep with you again and that’s final. Buy my building
so that I can move on. I have too much at stake for you to be—”

She was suddenly on her back and
he was over her. As he ran his hand up her thigh and under her dress she knew
that she’d lost control and tried to think how to roll him off her and get out
without him making her crazier with need for him.

“You’re very beautiful when you’re
angry, did you know that?” he asked her as he moved his mouth along the column
of her throat. “And when you’re pissed as you are now, all I can think about is
how much I want to have you surrender to me, how quickly I can be inside of
you.”

“Let me go, Michael. This isn’t
happening.” She knew she was lying the moment the words left her mouth. “Get
off me. You can’t keep doing this to me.”

“Yes, I can. You know it.” His
hand was on her bare hip and, when he reached around and cupped her ass, she
moaned. “You’re so responsive to me. My cock aches to be deep inside of you
again. If you come for me I’ll make it worth your while.”

She thought she could gladly come
with just the sound of his voice. He was moving his hand along her thigh again
as he rocked between her legs. She wrapped herself around him as he slid his
finger under her panties and into her soft folds.

“You are wet. And hot. I want to
drink from you, Grace. Let me taste you when you come. Then I want to fuck this
luscious pussy until you come again and again.” He pulled away, opened his
pants, and his cock sprang free. “See what you do to me? Christ, I’ve been hard
since I came inside of you earlier.”

Licking her lips, Grace leaned up
and wrapped her hand around him. He was hard and velvety soft. His cock was hot
and smooth and there was a pearled drop of his cum just on the tip that she
needed to taste. Leaning into him, she ran her tongue over his purple crown and
gathered it into her mouth.

His hiss of approval made her
adjust herself so that she could take him into her mouth. She had a moment of
wondering why this man could make her want things she knew she shouldn’t when
he laced his fingers in her hair and pulled her to his cock.

“Suck me, Grace. Suck on my cock
until I can’t stand it any longer.”

She took him into her mouth and
moaned.

“Christ.”

She wasn’t comfortable sitting the
way she was, but found she really didn’t care. She ran her tongue along his
length and cupped his balls in her fingers. The salty taste of him made her
want more, but stopping what she was doing wasn’t an option right now. She was
enjoying herself too much. When he pulled her head back by her hair she tried
to go back to his lovely cock, but he pulled her again.

“I want to be inside of you. Right
now. I want to fuck you and fill you with my cum.” She moved back from him, but
not before she took him into her mouth again. “Christ, you’re killing me.”

She lay back as he pulled her
dress over her hips. Her panties, soaked though, were no match for him and she
heard them tear. She closed her eyes to try and get control. She was so close.

When he didn’t move, didn’t take
her, she looked up at him. He had the most beautiful face, she thought suddenly,
and reached up to touch him. He kissed her hand as she ran it along his cheek. He
looked at her as he slowly filled her.

She wanted to close her eyes
again. Even as he rocked into her slowly she knew that things were never going
to be the same. He was taking something right now and she couldn’t for the life
of her take it back. Her heart was his. Even after such a short time together,
she knew without a doubt that this man, over all the other men she’d known, was
going to be more than just someone she had dinner with and maybe on occasion
slept with. The handful of men she’d allowed in her bed was nothing to this
one.

“Michael, please. I need you to
take me.” She knew that what she was saying was more than just a simple fucking;
she actually wanted him to take her. And that terrified her more than the
thought of her mother and her threats.

Leaning down, he took her mouth.
The kiss was gentle yet hungry, soft but thorough. He was making her heart
pound and her blood boil all while he was breaking her in two.

“Come for me, Grace. Come with me
now.”

Her body reacted to his command
immediately. She bowed up beneath him as he filled her. She felt his teeth sink
into her neck, the hard bite of possession. Even as she came again from the
short pain, she knew that she had to get away from him as soon as possible,
before it was too late.

As he dropped onto her then rolled,
taking her with him onto the soft leather seat, she thought maybe it was too
late for either of them. She felt the tears fill her eyes and wondered why now?
Why now, after all this time, did a man come into her life when she had to
leave him to save him?

~~~

Michael felt her tears, but didn’t
comment on them. He wondered if he’d hurt her, but knew enough to know that the
tears splashing on his chest had nothing to do with that. She’d changed; right
before his eyes, she’d become more to him. Michael closed his eyes to the
sudden terror he felt. The terror of knowing that Grace Waite was more than
just a simple lay in the back of the limo. She was becoming more.

He held her until she started to
stir. He let her go and watched her sit up and try to adjust her clothing. He
grinned when she held up her panties to him and laughed when she tossed them at
him.

“Those are a one of a kind, you
know. I have no idea how much they sell for, but those particular panties were
going to be featured in the next catalogue and now I’ll have to remake them. I
hope you’re satisfied.” She sat on the seat and tried to run her fingers
through her hair. “We can’t do this again.”

He didn’t say anything, knowing
that, as soon as he got her to his house, it was indeed going to happen again.
Only, this time, he was going to take her to his bed, not against the wall or
the floor of a limo.

“Where are we going anyway? I
thought you were taking me home.” She looked out the dark window and turned to
him again. “Where are we?”

He reached for his pants before
answering. Christ, she was going to be pissed. “I’m taking you to my house. You
said that you were tired, and so am I. Frankly, I don’t think you and I could
fit in your bed and do all the things I want to do to you in it.”

“Your home.” She said it so hard
he looked up at her as he buckled his belt. “I told you I wanted to go to my
house. That was where you said you were taking me. Turn this thing around right
now and take me back to my house.”

He reached over and pulled her
across his lap. His cock stirred beneath her and he knew she’d felt it. She
looked at him wide-eyed and he kissed her mouth quickly.

“Sit still and maybe he’ll behave.”
She tried to get off his lap, but he was stronger and he held her still. “I
mean it, Grace. If you don’t stop squirming around I’m going to have to throw
you down again and lick that luscious pussy of yours. I’ve not had the
opportunity to taste you yet and I’m dying to do so.”

She looked so hurt he almost let
her go. “Why?” she asked him quietly, and he knew she was asking for more than
just why he wanted her again.

“I don’t know. You’re beautiful,
but it’s more than that. You’re brilliant and fun to be with; you make me laugh,
and you make me harder than any other woman I know. But why do I want you? I
really don’t know.” He pulled her head to his shoulder and she let him. “Grace,
please come home with me. I want to make love to you properly in a bed this
time. And then in the morning, if we haven’t killed each other, we’ll talk.”

“I’m not going to stay, Michael. I
have to leave before they find you. If they do, you’ve no idea what they’ll do
to you. They’re evil and they’re…I can’t let anything like I know they’re
capable of doing be done to you.”

He held her tighter. The thought
of letting her go making him panicky. He didn’t understand it, but knew that if
he let this woman get away from him that things, especially his life, would
never be the same.

“We’ll talk tomorrow. Tonight, we’re
going to make love, eat, make love and then, if we have the strength, make love
again.” Her giggle made him smile. “I’ll even make you breakfast in bed if you
don’t kill me first.”

“Okay. But tomorrow, we go back to
our original plan. You buy the building and I move on. I have enough things to
worry about without you making things more complicated.”

He nodded, not agreeing with her,
but knowing that things were going to get really complicated and soon.

She laid in his arms the rest of
the way to his house. They both must have fallen asleep because, when he opened
his eyes, he realized they had stopped. He gently shook her awake and stretched
when she slid to the other side of the seats. She looked good enough to eat all
rumpled and sexy and he wanted her again, much to his amazement.

He reached for the door just as it
was being opened. He grinned and wondered if the driver, Wells, had been
listening for them to wake or if he was that good. As soon as Michael was out,
he reached in for Grace. He looked over at Wells and winked as she stood beside
him.

“Wells, my good man, I’d like you
to meet Miss Grace Waite. Grace, this is my good friend, butler, and all around
handy man, Timothy Wells. He’s been with my family for nearly fifty years.”