Chapter 47

The New Year kicked off without much fanfare. Anelise resumed her part-time job at the library, and Henry started attending the same daycare Ollie had gone to when they first moved to Tennessee.

Ollie was flourishing in kindergarten, loving every day of it. Leslie and Craig returned from their South Pacific vacation, sun-kissed, joyful, and expecting a baby. Naomi and Johnathan were over the moon. Other than that, life was pretty mundane, but Anelise and Michael didn’t mind.

One day in February, Michael came home early, buzzing with excitement.

“Sweetheart! Are you working this Friday or Monday?” he asked, grinning from ear to ear.

“No. I’m only working Wednesday and Thursday for the next month. Why?” she asked, intrigued by his childlike enthusiasm.

“I need you to pack a bag and ask Naomi if she can watch the boys,” he said, taking her hands in his.

“What? Why?”

“I’ve been talking to a business associate, and we’re buying several of his properties. He needs to sign some paperwork, but he’s out of town. So, I need to go to him,” Michael explained.

“Okay? I don’t see how this involves me,” Anelise said, puzzled. “This isn’t unusual, Michael.”

“Oh, I know, sweetheart. But ~where~ I have to go is!” He grinned.

“Okay, you’ve lost me. Just tell me what’s happening,” she said, hands on her hips.

“I have to go to Paris, and you’re coming with me! We’re going to stay a few extra days, and we’re going to stay in bed all weekend having mind-blowing, intense, and unbelievable sex!” He exclaimed, pulling her into a hug.

“Are you serious?” Anelise asked. “You want to go to Paris for the weekend?”

“Yep! I’ve already bought the tickets! We leave tomorrow night and come back Monday night. I have to meet with this guy Friday mid-morning; then the whole rest of the weekend is ours!”

He then whispered in her ear, “The things I’m going to do to you!”

She blushed and gasped. “~Michael!~ Henry is right over there on the floor playing, and Ollie is watching TV!”

“And they have no idea what I just said. So go call Naomi and get the boys packed!” Michael smirked.

She gave in and picked up her phone to call Naomi. The conversation took five minutes as Naomi was thrilled at the prospect of babysitting the boys for the weekend. Anelise just shook her head, wondering how things escalated so quickly.

Thirty hours later, Michael had checked them into their hotel Friday morning after they’d slept on the plane. Anelise was planning to take a shower while he was gone.

He kissed her passionately and then pulled back. “I’ll be back in about an hour and a half. Make sure you get something to eat. I’ll grab something at the restaurant where I’m meeting Cliff, okay?”

She smiled at him. “Sounds good! Hurry back.”

“Oh, I will!” He grinned, gave her ass a playful pat, and left with his briefcase. Anelise ordered some food, enjoyed it on the room’s balcony, and then headed for the shower.

She dried off and slipped into the new deep purple, lacy negligee she had bought during her lunch break. It made her skin glow. She couldn’t wait to see Michael’s reaction and grinned to herself.

She knew he would be back any minute, so she turned down the sheets, and when he texted that he was five minutes away, she positioned herself seductively on the bed.

Michael was hurrying back after the meeting, grateful for his jeans that helped conceal his growing arousal, knowing his beautiful wife was waiting for him.

He loved being in Paris and knew how special it was for them. He knew he had fallen in love with her here, and she had said the same. And while it wasn’t necessarily a secret, they enjoyed keeping the details of their love story private.

It meant more to them that only they knew how special Paris was to them. That was why he wanted to return to Paris for their honeymoon. He could have chosen any destination in the world, but this place held a certain magic for them.

He rode the elevator up, anxiously tapping his finger on his thigh, waiting for the car to stop and the doors to open.

Finally, he reached their floor and practically sprinted to the room. He opened the door with the card key and quickly closed it behind him, scanning the room for his wife.

“Ani?” He called out and walked further into the room, stopping in his tracks when he turned the corner and saw her sitting on the bed, smiling seductively at him.

He moved slowly towards her, swallowing several times to try and control his desire for her. He stood next to the bed and pulled her up to stand against him, gently tracing the silk and lace she was wearing.

He could smell her perfume and took several deep breaths, letting her scent envelop him. He nuzzled her neck, kissing her skin, making her breath hitch.

“This color is the same as the dress you wore that night,” Michael said, kissing her neck.

“It is?” she asked, gripping his shoulders as her knees started to weaken.

“Yes, it is. I’ll never forget how you looked when you walked into the restaurant, your legs in those damn heels, the way your perfect breasts were begging me to lick them right there at the table,” he said, growling as he remembered that night.

“I watched you walk to the restroom; my cock almost busted the zipper of my pants! Your ass was begging me to grab and squeeze it. And Craig and Ken knew I was totally screwed, and they never let me forget it!”

He shrugged off his sports coat and shoes as Anelise started unbuttoning his shirt. “And what else do you remember about that night?”

Michael leaned in and kissed her deeply. He moved them back to the bed and gently laid her down, kneeling before her, opening her legs, and kissing the inside of her thighs.

“I remember how you were going to let me take you right there against that wall and that nearly did me in! But then, we went to the bedroom, and I got to explore your body, I was in heaven.”

“Then when I got to lick and suck on your sweet pussy and I knew I was the first one to ever see and taste you, I was hooked!”

Anelise’s breath hitched as she listened to his words, his lips tracing a path along her skin. “I remember that first time, Michael. I couldn’t believe that a man like you would ever be attracted to me.”

“Anelise, my love, I was more than attracted to you from the moment I saw you at the airport!” he replied, his nose teasing the sensitive spot where her legs met her torso.

As he continued to gently arouse her, Anelise found herself clutching the sheets. His teasing was driving her wild.

“And I will ~never~ forget the way you tasted that first time! So damn good! I could have spent every minute of every day tasting you and never gotten tired of it!” Michael declared, his tongue exploring her already wet core. “And somehow, you taste even better now!”

A soft moan escaped Anelise as he stopped teasing and started to lick and suck every inch of her. She threaded her fingers through his hair as he lavished attention on her, building her up, bit by bit, towards an intense climax.

Michael knew exactly what she liked and used his tongue to bring her to her first release. He loved when she grabbed his hair, and she ground her center on his face as she moaned out his name. He licked her clean and moved over her when he was done.

She pulled him in for a kiss, tasting herself on his lips and tongue, her fingers tracing patterns on his back. He loved when she kissed him after he went down on her, and she knew the effect it had on him.

“Michael, I need you!” She whispered against his lips.

He sat up and unbuttoned his jeans, and she helped him push them down, freeing his fully erect cock. Anelise quickly reached out and stroked him a few times, making him hiss in pleasure, which made her grin and look up at him.

“You are so naughty!” He growled as he stood up and stripped off the rest of his clothes.

“And what are you going to do about it?” Anelise asked, a playful glint in her eyes.

He smirked. “Oh Anelise, I’m going to make you cum over and over again all weekend! We aren’t leaving this room until Monday when we have to go home!”

She knew he wasn’t joking and realized how incredible this weekend was going to be. “Well then, I guess you better get started, Mr. Whitlock!”

He grinned at her and kneeled back between her legs, pushing inside of her in one swift motion, making her arch and gasp. “That’s right, Mrs. Whitlock, I want to hear you!”

She moaned as he pulled out and thrust back in quickly. She wrapped her legs around his waist and urged him on, and several minutes later, they both climaxed.

“Ready to see how many of those positions we remember from that book you bought?” Michael asked, lying next to her, toying with her nipple.

“Bring it on!” Anelise grinned, nipping at his stomach, and he rolled them over for the next round.

True to his word, they didn’t leave their room until they had to head to the airport to go back home, exhausted, happy, and still very much in love.

***

“Are you kidding me?” Michael asked, leaning back in the chair in disbelief.

“No, Mr. Whitlock, this is accurate,” the tech confirmed, causing Anelise to giggle even louder. “Are you okay, Michael?”

He looked at his wife with wide eyes. “I have no idea! I mean, whose idea was it to go to Paris?”

“Um, that was all your idea, love. You didn’t give me much choice when you came home that day and said I was coming with you. ~And~ it was your idea to not leave the hotel room the entire time!” Ani reminded him, making the tech and doctor chuckle.

“But, this wasn’t what I was thinking we would do this summer! Ollie is almost done with kindergarten, and Henry will be one in a few weeks!” Michael sputtered, “What the hell are we going to do with twins?”

“Blame it on Paris!” Anelise smiled, giving his hand a reassuring squeeze.