Chapter 15 of 54: Chapter 15

“I don’t want you to hold back. I won’t break. If it’s too much, I’ll tell you. Be yourself, Michael. And if you want to try other positions, I’m game. Remember, I’m new to all this. I don’t know what options we have.”

“You’re too damn good,” he growled, capturing her lips once more before leading her to the bedroom. Michael was desperate to have her. He quickly shed his shirt and pushed her onto the bed. He lifted her legs and slowly removed her thong, pushing her dress up to her waist. He tasted her, finding her already wet.

“I love how quickly you get wet,” he said.

“That’s because you’re so sexy,” she replied.

He grinned, grabbing a condom from the nightstand. He unbuttoned his shorts, pushing them and his underwear down just enough to kneel between her legs. “This is going to be fast and dirty.”

“I can’t wait,” she said, bending her legs and placing them on the bed to open herself to him.

Michael loved seeing her so ready for him. He leaned over her, pushing inside her, making her gasp.

“It feels so good,” she whispered. “I want the fast and dirty, Michael.”

He kissed her tenderly, pulling back before plunging into her again. It was hard and fast, just as he’d promised. The sound of his skin slapping against hers turned him on even more. He could feel his climax approaching, but before he could warn her, Anelise grabbed his ass, pulling him deeper inside her.

“So good, Michael! Don’t stop, I’m going to cum,” she panted.

Michael increased his pace, intertwining his fingers with hers. They moved together, climaxing within seconds of each other. They lay panting, spent.

“For the record, I like fast and dirty,” Anelise managed to say.

Michael chuckled. “I’ll remember that.” He kissed her quickly before heading to the bathroom. When he returned, he sat next to her on the bed. “I made dinner reservations for seven. Is that okay?”

“As long as I can nap first, that sounds perfect,” she replied, making him smile.

An hour later, he was flipping through channels, trying to find the score of a baseball game. He was relaxed and content, a feeling he was starting to really enjoy. Unable to find anything on American sports, he decided to shower and get ready for dinner. He’d found a great place near the Eiffel Tower. They were going to the top, and he couldn’t wait to see Anelise’s reaction to the view.

When he emerged from the bathroom, he found Anelise laying out a dress. He kissed her before she disappeared into the bathroom. He dressed in his favorite pants, shirt, and sport coat, then relaxed on the balcony, watching the city.

“Sorry to keep you waiting. I had trouble with the curling iron,” Anelise said.

Michael turned to see her standing there in a black silk dress, her hair cascading down in big curls. He was speechless, unable to tear his eyes away from her.

“Are you okay?” Anelise asked, watching him stare at her.

“Anelise, you’re breathtaking,” he whispered.

She blushed. “Thanks. I thought this would be good for dinner… I found it when I was shopping for the dress for your dinner the other day…”

“You’re perfect,” he said, offering his arm. They left the room and headed for the elevator. “Michael, I just want to say thank you for the best weekend of my life. Nothing will ever compare to this!”

“But the weekend isn’t over yet,” he said.

She just looked at him and smiled. He kissed her forehead, and they stepped out into the Parisian night.