Grace Anne - By Kathi S. Barton Page 0,84

she leaned up on her elbows to watch him.

“Marry me and give me children. Marry me so that I can be Trace’s mother. Please?”

He stood up and pulled her to him. “We’re going to find the closest hotel I can find then I’m going to finish what we started.”

He was out of the building dragging her behind him when he realized he didn’t have a coat and no wallet. He turned to stare down at her.

“I’m staying at the one just over there. If we hurry, we can cross the street now and be in my room before anyone knows you’re gone.”

Michael grinned at her suggestion. He picked her up and tossed her over his shoulder. He was nearly across the street when the light changed, but no one beeped at them. When a cabbie opened his door and stepped out of his taxi Michael wasn’t sure what to expect, but his clapping wasn’t anywhere near what he had anticipated. Then one by one everyone got out and started clapping until the first man started laughing.

“Can’t hold traffic up forever young man. Take the pretty lady inside and make her happy.”

Michael laughed. “Yes, sir,” he told him, and walked the rest of the way to the sidewalk. When he got there he dropped her back onto her feet and much to the happiness of everyone watching, he kissed her. “Grace, my dear, I accept.” He picked her up again and walked to the door. “But we need to do this soon. I want to help you model the next catalogue coming up and I want you large with my baby.”

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Michael took her into his arms when they reached the elevator. He was so hungry for her that he nearly took her on the floor. If the door hadn’t opened when it did, he wasn’t sure he might not have. She lead him down the hall and every few steps he would pull her back to him and taste another part of her; breasts, neck, ears, it didn’t matter. He had her now and he wasn’t letting her go. By the time they had her door opened and inside he had his belt undone and she had managed to get his top three buttons unbuttoned.

“Hurry,” she told him as she moved against him. “Michael, I need for you to take me. Please, you have to hurry.”

It was as if a peace came over him. He gentled his hands and held her to him. He was going to savor her, savor what they were about to do. This woman meant the world to him and he wanted her to know it right now. Pulling her from him, he looked down at her face. “I’m going to make love to you. Slowly. And I’m going to go at my pace. I want to make love to you to show you that I love you. Will you let me?” He knew that if she begged him again he’d be done, but she only nodded her head. “Go to the side of the bed. I want to undress you.”

She nodded again and did as he asked. He could see the pulse pounding at her throat. He could feel her breath on his face. She even smelled good, sexual need and her own special scent that nearly sent him over the edge. He ran his fingers down her arm and smiled when she shuddered.

“Michael, please don’t tease me. Please, make love to me.”

He looked at her face as he touched her. He grinned when she whimpered again. “Do you really want to have children? I spoke to Trace about it. He’s very excited about having younger siblings.” She moaned when he cupped her breast through her dress. “He seems to think you have the coolest family ever.”

“He’s been calling Cain and Alyssa. He even called—oh, Michael, please.” He leaned down and took her hard nipple into his mouth. She swallowed twice before she spoke again. “Sin, he called Sin to ask her where the best schools were.”

Dropping to his knees, he moved his hands up and down her thighs. She put her hand on his head either to steady her shaking legs or to try and guide him where she wanted him. Either way, he was taking his time.

“I want you to marry me as soon as possible. If you want to have a big wedding later; in fact, I’m sure between our two families they’ll insist on it; but you’re going to be my wife