Grace Anne - By Kathi S. Barton Page 0,28

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