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Chapter TwentyGrace had dinner by herself in Le Jardin Français, the outdoor eatery at the hotel, enjoying tapas and a glass of wine. She noticed that Julien was tending the bar, so she cut her evening short. She figured it was best not to give him the impression that she was alone or interested in his charms. She wanted time to get ready for her date with Mac anyway.It was a quarter till nine when McKinley stumbled back into his hotel suite. He drank way more than he intended and was late for his date with Grace.To be fair, he had texted her at 8:30 p.m. to apologize for running behind. But she hadn’t texted back. He was pretty sure he was in the doghouse.“Grace!” he called out when he didn’t find her in the living room or sitting area. When she didn’t answer, Mac started to get worried.Finding the door to her room unlocked, he gave a soft knock and then let himself in. He didn’t see her at first. Then he noticed the door to her balcony was open. He stepped out to find her sitting in a chair, sipping a glass of wine.“You’re late,” Grace said calmly.“Not so very late,” he contradicted, his voice giving away his inebriated state.“And you’re drunk.”“Not so very drunk,” he said, grinning like a goofy college boy.Grace stood up, and Mac realized she had the green and black nightgown that he’d found so enticing. His gaze fell upon her breasts, straining against the black lace bodice, and he felt himself go hard. Inhibitions having disappeared from the alcohol, he went to her, took her hand, and placed it against his bulge.“See? I’m not so very drunk.”She hesitated, trying to decide if pride or need would win out here. Pride be damned; she needed him. Besides, it wasn’t his fault that the dinner meeting ran over. However, she wasn’t going to make this easy for him. She stood stoically with her hand on his erection and smiled demurely.“Yes, I see. But you’re going to have to do more than place my hand on your junk to get me turned on.”He pulled her in close to him and placed soft, wet kisses along her neck. “I want you, Grace,” he purred seductively in a low voice. “I need you. Don’t make me wait any longer. You know you need me too.”His hands slid down over her ass as he pressed his body against hers. She moaned softly, “God, yes, I need you.”“Let’s go inside so I can taste you,” he demanded. “And, before you ask, yes, my phone is off.”Grace let her need take over and soon found herself on her bed, nightgown lifted, and legs spread. Mac kissed up and down her thighs, teasing and tormenting her. By the time he reached her bare mound, she felt drunk with lust. “Oh, my God, Mac, I need you!”He looked up at her, grinned seductively, and let his tongue start its magic. He flicked, nibbled, and sucked on her clit, easing up each time he felt her getting close.“Please, Mac! I need to cum!”He stopped and looked up at her again. “What’s the rush, darling?” Then he continued his sensual assault on her pink folds and hard little nub, edging her, denying her, until she cried out, “Please, I need to cum! I’ll do whatever you want. Just let me cum!”He looked up a third time and raised an eyebrow. “Anything, darling?”“Yes, please, Mac, you’re driving me mad!”He dove in and devoured her until her hips bucked against him. She screamed as her orgasm ripped güvenilir bahis through her body.Mac unfastened his pants hurriedly. Here was his chance for redemption. He scooted Grace to the edge of the bed, lifted her legs over his shoulders, and sunk his rigid pole into her hot, wet pussy.“Oh, fuck! Yes! God, yes!” Grace cried out. “Fuck me, Mac! Fuck me hard!”“Mmm, that’s what I like to hear. Beg me some more, Grace. Beg me to keep fucking you hard until I fill you with my seed!”“God, yes! Please fuck me, Mac! Fuck me hard, fill me up, make me yours!”He felt her orgasm as she shuddered. But he wasn’t done with her yet. He thrust into her with slow rhythmic moves; he would not leave her disappointed this time. The alcohol was playing in his favor, giving him the staying power to make her cum again and again.He’d never been with a woman who could climax in waves like this. It was so fucking erotic. She was bucking and squirting, and he could hold back no longer.“I’m gonna fill you up, baby!” he said as he picked up the pace and fucked her with wild abandon.He felt her pussy clamp down on his cock as he exploded, emptying himself into her as they came together.Mac collapsed on the bed next to Grace, feeling like his heart might jump out of his chest; it was beating so fast. It was a couple of minutes before either one of them could speak.“Oh, my God, Mac,” Grace said, breaking the silence. “That was so worth the wait!”He grinned. “Yes, it was!”She rolled on her side and kissed his shoulder before nestling her head on his chest. He put his arm around her and cuddle her close to him. How odd that this should please him almost as much as the fantastic sex they just had. But it felt wonderful to hold her.“You were amazing, Mr. Stewart,” Grace said in a mockingly formal voice. “I should like, very much, to repeat this delightful activity again and again.”Mac smiled and played along, “Ms. Remy, you were outstanding as well. You’re quite adept at pleasing my manhood.”Grace giggled, “Your manhood is easy to please.”Mac had never experienced a playful bedmate before. Even Louise, his ex-fiancée, was somewhat reserved in bed after sex. But Grace was full of life and laughter. What the hell was she doing here with him?“May I ask you something, Grace?”“Sure, what do you want to know, Mac?”“Why are you here with me? I know you said the pay and the ability to travel were why you took the job. But hell, you could do anything. You could be working as an interpreter for foreign dignitaries.”He felt her body tense up.“I’ve had jobs like that,” she said defensively. “I didn’t care for that life.”He sensed there was more, but he didn’t want to push it now, especially since they had finally connected in bed. He felt her about to pull away. So, he changed the subject quickly.“How was your trip to the Louvre?” he said, kissing the top of her head as he held her tighter.Her demeanor changed almost instantly. “It was definitely worth the time. I saw the Mona Lisa, of course. It was much smaller in person than I had imagined. But there were so many other wonderful displays. Ancient Egyptian and Greek art and antiquities, Renaissance sculptures, and some beautiful French and Italian paintings.”He felt her relax in his arms as she described to him all güvenilir bahis siteleri that she’d seen at the museum. He hoped she would eventually open up to him and trust him with whatever bothered her so much about her past. But, for now, he was content to feel like the most significant obstacle between them had tumbled away.“Your presentation this morning went over very well, by the way. I meant to find you before I left for the museum to tell you that the two gentlemen in the back having a sidebar conversation in French were saying how impressed they were with the strength of your company. They said the acquisition looked like a very positive move,” she explained. “How was your afternoon?”“My afternoon was boring. But then again, you weren’t there to liven things up. I’m glad you had a wonderful time at the Louvre,” he said, still holding her. It felt nice not to jump out of bed after sex. He could lie here with Grace forever and be content. “Thanks for the interpretation of the comments. I hope they honestly do feel good about the acquisition. Sometimes employees view these takeovers as hostile when that couldn’t be further from the truth. My goal is to save companies, to make them productive and profitable. I rarely need to downsize to accomplish that. It’s all about efficiency.”He noticed she had closed her eyes. He laughed, “Am I boring you?”“Not at all,” she said. “I enjoy hearing you talk about work. I also like that you aren’t an asshole when you acquire other firms.”“And when I’m not an asshole in bed,” he joked.Grace laughed. “Well, that certainly doesn’t apply to tonight. You completely redeemed yourself, and then some.”He grinned. “You have no idea how glad I am to hear that. I apologize for the rocky start we’ve had. I hope that we can continue to enjoy each other’s company.”She propped herself up on her elbow and said, “Keep me cumming like that, Mac, and I’m happy to continue enjoying each other.” She ran a hand down his stomach, continuing down until she found his semi-hard cock.“Keep that up, Grace, and I’m going to need to have you again.”She grinned mischievously and began stroking him. “We have some lost time to make up for, Mac.”Then she slid down under the covers and took him into her mouth.“Oh, fuck, Grace!” Mac moaned.Her tongue teased him for a moment or two before she devoured his cock. He’d forgotten how skilled she was at taking him into her throat. He reached down under the sheet, put his hands on her head, and pushed his cock until it was balls-deep in her mouth. He held her head there for a moment, cutting off her air. It felt so fucking good! When he let her up, he worried that he’d been too forceful with her. But she made no move to stop sucking him. So, he pushed her head down again and held it there longer. This time she moaned. Holy fuck! The vibrations from her throat were driving him wild. He repeated this act of breath play again and again until he needed release. He picked up the pace and fucked her throat hard until his balls tightened, and he shot his load.Grace drank it all down like a slutty little vixen. “God, you’re so fucking good!” Mac cried out.She snuggled back against his side and purred, “We’re idiots. We’ve wasted a lot of time being at odds when we could have iddaa siteleri been enjoying this.”He tilted her face toward his and looked into her eyes. “You’re incredible. I’ve never been with anyone who can deepthroat a cock as well as you can.”“Well, you did say I was overqualified for this job,” she laughed.He smiled. “Hey, where did that bottle of champagne from last night’s room service cart end up?”She wiggled her eyebrows, “It’s chilling in the fridge. Maybe tomorrow night, we can see how creative you are with the bottle.”He gave her a playful swat on her ass. Her reaction was very unexpected.“Ouch! Mmm,” she said, her eyes full of mischief.Mac tilted his head. “Oh! Have I just discovered another decadent secret of yours, Ms. Remy?”“We’ll have to wait until next time to find out,” she scolded him playfully.“Does that mean I have to go now?” he asked, not wanting his time with her to end.She hesitated for a moment. She wondered if it was too much too soon to let him spend the night. But, damn, it felt so good to be held like this by a man as sexy as Mac.“You can stay for a while,” she answered softly.Mac held Grace in the dark and realized his nightly headache hadn’t materialized tonight. He didn’t want to ever let go. He stayed until nearly 2:00 a.m., drifting in and out of sleep with her, before finally heading to his own room. He’d have spent the night except he had an early call with Alice to check on things back at the home office, and he didn’t want to have to explain to Grace why he needed to leave her warm bed to talk to his admin. Now that they were finally in synch, he didn’t want to fuck things up again. Chapter Twenty-OneThe rest of the week seemed to fly by for Mac. Each day held meetings, luncheons, and dinners. And each night held erotic explorations with Grace. They agreed to keep separate rooms for the remainder of their time in Paris. But Grace rebooked their London stay in the St. George’s Penthouse at the Westbury Mayfair Hotel.“Since we’re sleeping together now, we might as well save your company money, Mac,” she said slyly.Mac agreed, secretly thrilled that it was her idea to get a suite with one room. But he’d have to be patient since they still had a week left in Paris.On Saturday, Mac decided to surprise Grace with an excursion. “Wake up, sleepyhead. We have a car coming at 9:00 a.m. to take us on an adventure.”“It’s only 7:00 a.m. I have plenty of time,” she said, putting the pillow over her head.He laughed. “Breakfast is here, my dear. It’s Quiche Lorraine this morning and a bowl of fresh berries. I’ll pour you some tea. Come on, up, up, up!”“Where did all of this energy come from, Mac?” Grace asked as she begrudgingly got out of bed.“Regular sex appears to energize me,” Mac said teasingly. “Although I should probably say frequent sex since nothing is merely regular with you in bed.”She smiled. He was right about that! From the erotic champagne bottle fucking she’d received to the mild spanking they both discovered they enjoyed, sex with Mac had been full of excitement and surprises this past week. And he had delivered on his promise to make her sore. But somehow, she didn’t mind that a bit. It felt a little wicked to be that well-used.After breakfast, Grace asked where they were going.“It’s a surprise,” he said, looking over his cup as he sipped his tea. “Wear something casual, but not grubby.”She laughed, “You selected all of my clothing, right down to my underwear. I think you can rest assured I have nothing grubby in my wardrobe.”

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