Chapter 27

Annelise was a bundle of nerves, eagerly anticipating their arrival.

She hadn’t seen Ollie in person since August, and she was finally going to be intimate with Michael again. Two weeks after her miscarriage, the doctor had given her the all-clear.

The two most important men in her life were coming to look at houses with the realtor Naomi had recommended. They were staying at her apartment for the weekend.

Annelise was now grateful they had chosen a three-bedroom apartment. Ollie would have his own room, and she and Michael could reconnect.

She finally spotted Michael’s head in the crowd. Her face lit up with a huge grin and her heart began to race.

As the crowd dispersed, Michael pointed her out to Ollie. He yelled and ran toward her. He leapt into her waiting arms, and she hugged and kissed him repeatedly as he kept saying, “Hi, my Ani!”

“Hello, my sweet beautiful boy!” She gushed, fighting back tears, “How are you?”

“I flew on a plane! I sat in the seat all by myself!” He proudly announced, still hugging her.

“You did?! That’s wonderful. You are getting so big! I missed you so much!” She replied, wiping a tear from her face before he saw it.

“Hey, buddy, do you think I could say hi to Ani now?” Michael asked his son.

“Sure!” he answered and let go of her. Annelise stood up to face Michael who was grinning at her. He placed his large hands on her face and whispered, “Hi, my love,” and kissed her softly and deeply, making her knees weak.

They kissed for several moments before Ollie said, “Daddy, I have to go potty!”

Michael pulled back and smirked. “He has impeccable timing! We will continue this after he is in bed!”

“You better!” she replied playfully.

“Oh, be careful Ani! You are playing with fire!” He grinned back and then leaned in to whisper, “Remember, I know how to make you cum long and hard!”

She blushed as he pulled away, making him laugh, and he took his son to the bathroom. Annelise was holding their coats and Ollie’s backpack while they were gone and grinned when Ollie ran back and yelled loudly.

“I peed and washed my hands!”

“Great job, buddy, but remember, we don’t tell everyone what happens in the bathroom,” Michael reminded him.

Ollie just looked up and smiled. Michael took Annelise’s hand and she took Ollie’s as they went to baggage claim and then to her car. She let him drive to get a lay of the area and took them to the apartment.

“Now, we will have to leave about five forty-five p.m. to get to Naomi and Johnathan’s for dinner. She has it all planned and everyone will be there tonight. Even Christopher is bringing his new girlfriend,” Annelise explained.

“He didn’t say anything about a girlfriend when I talked to him last!” Michael said, thinking about his new friendship with the Rothchild men.

“Apparently, he has kept her under wraps for a few months now, so it must be pretty serious,” Annelise replied.

They arrived at her apartment, got settled, and then took Ollie to the park by the house. He ran himself ragged and the minute they were back at the apartment, he crashed.

Michael tucked him in for a nap and pulled Anelise into her room, kissing her passionately as he stuck his hands under her shirt.

He shut the door with his leg and moved them to the bed, pulling her on top of him, grinding his already rock-hard erection against her hip and licking her neck.

“Oh God, Michael, I want you so bad!” she whispered.

“I want you too! Now you have to decide how you want this!” He replied, peppering her now-exposed chest with kisses.

“I want to ride you, Michael.” She panted when he started sucking on a nipple through the lace. “I want to ride you hard and fast!”

He groaned softly into her skin. “Thank God!”

He sat up and quickly undressed, leaving his clothes in a pile, and then helped her undress. The second she was naked, he stopped to look at her body and smiled. “You are still the most beautiful woman in the world!”

She smiled at him, then softly reached up and grabbed his erection, stroking slowly. “And you are the sexiest man I have ever seen!”

He kissed her hard, probing his tongue into her mouth and letting their tongues entwine. He switched their places and lay back on her bed, and she followed, crawling over him seductively.

She straddled his stomach, feeling him poking her ass and back. She leaned over and kissed him again, and he couldn’t take feeling her heat and wetness on his stomach and not being in her.

He began pushing her back, letting her know what he wanted, and she sat up and back, getting ready to position herself over him and slide down.

He was worried about coming too fast after not being with her for so long and wasn’t thinking clearly, and when he felt her lower herself down just on the tip, his brain finally woke, and he stopped her, “Ani, I forgot to bring condoms!”

She smiled at him and leaned over to kiss him. “I’m on birth control; we don’t need them.”

“Fuck yes!” He grinned and felt her sink down on him, and he moaned in pleasure. She hissed, feeling the stretch and burn after so long, and stopped when he was all the way inside her and panted, getting used to him.

“You feel so good, Ani! So perfect!” he grunted. She was like his personal velvet pouch, crafted to fit his cock. He leaned up and started playing with her nipples, making them hard and pebbled, while she sat, adjusting.

Finally, the burn was gone, and she started moving up and down his shaft, feeling every ridge and vein in his perfect cock and felt her resolve snap. She drastically increased her pace, not that he cared.

He was holding her hips and helping her ride him, all the while thrusting up into her. She was panting and moaning, and he was panting with her as she sped up, riding him with full abandon.

“Michael,” she said, panting, “I’m gonna cum! Cum with me!”

He’d been holding back, waiting for her to reach her peak first, but he loved how she wanted them to climax together. “I’m so ready, sweetheart. I want to feel you tighten around me and cum all over me!”

His words sent a jolt of desire through her, and she quickened her pace. The dam burst within her, and she climaxed as he thrust up into her, holding her close. Their fluids mixed and spilled onto each other.

Michael pulled her down for a kiss, their moans of pleasure still echoing in the room.

She’d forgotten how good they were together. Her dreams couldn’t compare to the real thing. She finally pulled back, her head spinning from the lack of oxygen, and rested her head in the crook of his neck.

“Wow,” he said, his breath slowing. “That was incredible!”

“I know! Was it always that good?” she asked, still lying on him, feeling him soften inside her.

“I think it’s better because we’re in love,” he said, smoothing her hair back. “But it was pretty fucking good in London!”

She laughed softly. “I’ll never forget London!” She leaned over and kissed him. “Or Paris!”

“Who could forget Paris?!” he asked. “So many good things happened that weekend! We have to go back there someday.”

“I’d love to go back, maybe bring Ollie. It was hard to tell you where I wanted to go because of how much fun we had in London and how close we were to all those incredible places,” she said, playing with his nipples.

“The next time I take you to Paris, Ollie won’t be joining us! We’ll be naked, and I’ll be buried inside you most of the time, so it won’t be a kid-friendly vacation!” Michael declared.

“Oh, you think so, do you?” She asked with a smirk.

“Oh yes, buried so deep inside you that it’ll feel like we’ve become one!” He grinned, pinching her nipples, making her gasp. He was hardening inside her again, and he flipped her so he was on top, not pulling out, and kissed her passionately.

“Now, I think I need you one more time before Ollie wakes up,” he said, pushing up with his arms. She adjusted her legs, giving him full access to her hot, wet core.

He started slow, but neither of them wanted that. Soon, her bed was lightly banging against the wall and she was moaning, trying to be quiet but failing.

“Do you like this, Ani?” he asked, trying to recapture the intimacy they’d shared in London with words and touch. “Do you like me being inside you, hard and bare?”

“Oh fuck, Michael. So much, I love it so much!” she moaned.

“I’m gonna cum inside you again and again and again!” he grunted, “Are you ready?”

“Yes, Michael. Oh, oh, oh, ~yes! yes!~” She nearly screamed, squeezing him so hard he thought she might break him. Instead, it triggered a powerful release, and he felt himself spasm five or six times as he shot his load deep inside her.

He kissed her deeply, gently moving his hips to prolong their pleasure, then stopped when he was so sensitive he couldn’t handle it anymore.

He collapsed next to her after pulling out and immediately pulled her to him. “You think we woke up Ollie?”

“I think we might have woken the dead!” She panted, making him chuckle, and then kissed him. “As much as I want to stay this way, I’m going to get dressed just in case Ollie wakes up or Leslie comes back. Take your time, okay?”

He nodded, watched her get dressed, and smiled as he leaned back on the pillow and closed his eyes, feeling content for the first time since they’d returned from London.