Grace's P.O.V.
I was utterly dumbstruck.
How could he just stop like that?! Like nothing had occurred?! Did that not have an effect on him at all?!
He left me stood there, still breathless, still needy and incredibly turned on, I raised my hand to my neck, it was slightly swollen from the vigorous hickey making machine that he was.
I didn't know what to do...
I watched as he chuckled at the cartoons he was watching, but...I wanted more...I needed more.
I paced over to the leather armchair beside the sofa, there was no room on there, Mike had sprawled himself across it making it inaccessible.
Maybe I would wait, wait until we come back later to try something on with him, anyway, I'm not expecting that I will be successful at all...but I'll try. In the mean time, I will also act as if nothing ever happened, "So, what time are we going out?" I asked.
He lifted his wrist and looked at his watch, "Well, it's 5:30 now, it's booked for 8:00, it'll take an hour to get there...so...7:00? Is that okay with you?" He asked, his eyes gleaming, he still looked a tad excited.
I grinned, "That's fine! You gonna tell me where we are going?" I hinted.
He cocked his head to the side, smiling smugly, "Now why would I tell you that?"
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Be Careful What You Wish For. 2
FanfictionThe second book of 'Be Careful What You Wish For.' Find out more about the adventures and mishaps that Michael and Grace into. Follow the events of their relationship, their life together and their separate lives. Who they meet, what they do and whe...
