Chapter 13

Anelise was all set to go, her bag and Ollie’s packed and waiting by the front door. She was dressed in a sundress, flats, and a light sweater.

She still didn’t know their destination, but Michael had asked her to pack a nice dress for dinner the next night. She was glad she had bought a few dresses when shopping for Michael’s dinner.

Ollie was on the floor, engrossed in his cars, when Michael and Craig walked in. The little boy sprang up and ran to them, shouting his hello.

Michael greeted his son and gave Anelise a gentle kiss. “I’ll just change real quick and grab my bag.” He dashed off to the master bedroom.

“Hey, little man, you gonna hang out with me this weekend?” Craig asked, lifting Ollie up.

“Yes! We play at the pool!” Ollie shouted,

“The pool?! I have to take you to the pool?” Craig teased, getting the little boy excited.

“~Yes!~ I jump on you!” Ollie giggled as Craig tickled him.

“Alright buddy, Daddy and Ani are going to go now. Be good to Uncle Craig, and we will bring you a surprise,” Michael said, setting his bag down and taking his son.

“Ok, Daddy, lub you!” Ollie said, kissing his father and then jumping into Anelise’s arms for a tight hug. “Lub my Ani!”

“I love you too, Ollie,” she replied, kissing him tenderly.

“Ok, you two, leave. My boy and I have a pool to visit and chicks to pick up!” Craig said, taking the boy as he squealed, “Chicks!”

“Don’t use my kid to pick up women,” Michael retorted.

Craig raised an eyebrow. “Like you?”

Michael blushed, and Ani giggled. “Ok, gentlemen, that’s enough.”

Michael recovered. “Yeah, let’s go.” They waved to Ollie and Craig on their way out.

They made their way down to the lobby, where the valet had a cab ready for them. They climbed in, and it drove off. Their hands were intertwined.

“So, where are we going?” Anelise asked, taking Michael’s hand in hers and rubbing circles on the top.

“I’m not telling you yet. I want the suspense to build a little bit longer!” He grinned and kissed her hand.

They leaned back in the cab, and Michael decided to build some anticipation. He started kissing Anelise’s neck, sending shivers down her body. She whispered, “What are you doing?!”

“Just getting a taste of you,” he mumbled against her skin.

“Michael!” She hissed, digging her nails into his thighs as he continued to nip and suck all along her neck, jaw, and shoulder.

He was at it the entire ride, and Anelise was lost in a haze of bliss, not even paying attention to where they were going. So, it was no surprise that she jumped when she heard the driver clear his throat.

“Sorry to interrupt, but we have reached, sir,” he said in a delightful accent.

Michael gave her one last kiss, then looked up and grinned. “Thank you!”

Anelise finally realized they were at the airport and turned to him. “Michael! What are we doing here?”

“We are going away for the weekend,” he answered gleefully.

“But where?” she asked.

He grabbed her bag, smiled, and said, “Follow me to find out!”

Anelise could do nothing but follow him into the terminal. When he stopped in front of the Air France counter, her jaw dropped, rendered speechless. He kissed her and had her follow him through the line and up to the counter.

Michael handed over their documents to the ticket agent, checked in their bags, and went to the security lines.

“Michael, are you serious now?” She hissed at him.

“Absolutely!” he answered.

“We are going to Paris? For the weekend?” She asked to clarify.

He leaned in and whispered, “Yes, Ani. We are going to Paris, where I am going to make love to you. I have other plans for us, but first and foremost—since you said you like dirty talk—I wanna slip inside your sweet pussy!”

Anelise felt a rush of wetness between her legs and blushed, making Michael chuckle softly and whisper again, “God, I love when you blush! It makes my dick hard! And just so you know, I bought condoms in the largest box they had!”

Anelise looked at him and licked her lips nervously. “Do you take pleasure in making me hot and bothered?”

“Oh, I enjoy it so much!” He grinned and kissed her smartly on the mouth.

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They were finally in the City of Lights. Anelise was in complete awe and couldn’t believe that she was in Paris! It was like a dream come true! They were staying at an upscale hotel, and their room had a view of the Eiffel Tower.

It was just past sunset as they stood on the balcony and watched the city around them. Michael wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her neck. “Are you happy?”

Anelise squeezed his hands. “I’m so happy I have no words!” She turned toward him.

“Michael, I can’t ever thank you enough for doing this for me. No one has ever made me feel this special and valued before. Leslie and the Rothschilds have come close, but you, this…this is—”

“The best way you can thank me is by enjoying our time here,” he replied and planted a soft kiss on her cheek. “Now, I’m starving! I’ll order room service if that is ok with you.”

She nodded, kissed him, and watched him go back inside. She stayed on the balcony and watched the city meld into the night and come alive with more people.

It was beautiful. She pulled out her phone to take some pictures so she can remember this view and night. But somehow, she knew she would never, ever forget this weekend as long as she lived.

“Ani, room service is here.” She went in. The lights in the room were low, and candles were lit at the table set for two.

Michael was already standing by a chair, a glass of wine in his outstretched hand when she walked in. She moved towards him, her heart swelling with emotion at his sweet gesture. She took a seat, and he gently pushed her chair in, planting a soft kiss on her head before taking the seat across from her.

They spent the evening eating, drinking, and playfully teasing each other across the table. Their laughter filled the room as they shared stories and indulged in chocolate-covered strawberries for dessert.

Once they finished, Michael rose from his chair and pulled her into his arms. He held her close, her breasts pressing against his chest.

He reached for his phone and tapped a few buttons. The room filled with the soft melody of a song, and he began to sway gently to the rhythm. Anelise was overwhelmed by the effort he had put into their special night, and she felt tears prick at her eyes.

A few minutes into their dance, Michael noticed the shimmer in her eyes. “Ani, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing’s wrong, everything’s perfect, so incredibly perfect!” She sniffled, trying to hold back her tears. “You’ve set the bar so high, no other man could possibly compare!”

His smile widened. “Well, at least I got something right!”

Feeling ready, Anelise pulled him closer and initiated a passionate kiss. Her tongue explored his mouth, dancing with his. Michael sensed the change in her demeanor and knew she was ready.