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Chapter Eighty-FiveAfter a delicious dinner, Mac and Grace joined their hosts, Jeff and Elle Duncan, outside for some homemade apple pie. Mac had been right about how lovely this couple was, and Grace felt far more at ease than she’d anticipated.“You have a beautiful home,” Grace commented as she sipped the lemonade Elle had served with dessert. “I suppose it gets pretty hot in the summer, though.”“Oh, yeah, it gets scorching hot. But we have air conditioning and a pool, so we don’t let the heat bother us,” Elle replied.“It sure beats the cold Michigan winters we suffered growing up,” Jeff added.“We know all about cold winters,” Mac commented. “It’s why we are visiting our warmer climate offices.”Everyone chuckled and enjoyed the balmy evening air.Mac and Jeff began to chat about work while Elle and Grace discussed how kids change a marriage. It was a lovely evening, but the conversation about children left Grace a bit pensive.When they returned to the hotel at the end of the evening, Mac noticed that Grace seemed quiet.“Everything okay, baby?”Grace nodded. “Yeah, I’m just exhausted.”Mac looked at his wife and suspected it was more than fatigue causing that expression on her face.“Hey, we are in this together. Talk to me, Gracie.”“It’s just something Elle said tonight about how having kids changes everything. I love our life. I don’t want to lose any of our passion for each other,” Grace admitted.Mac felt himself relax. He wasn’t always good at knowing how to make things better. But this was an easy one in his mind.Walking up behind his beautiful redhead as she took off her earrings, he put his arms around her and planted wet, seductive kisses on her neck. He felt her body language change from pensive to aroused almost instantly.“We will never lose our passion for each other. We may get busy with work or, eventually, with kids, but we will always make time for each other. I promise you that, Grace. We aren’t your average couple; we need to touch each other like some people need air to breathe.”He continued kissing down her neck until he reached her right shoulder and gave it a playful nibble eliciting a soft, sweet moan from her luscious lips.“You always know what to say,” Grace murmured as her eyes fluttered.“No, not always. But this is something I am sure of, my love. We will never let this need for each other fall to the wayside. We’ll make a pact never to neglect each other’s needs. It might take some creative scheduling once this little one comes into the world. But we won’t become that couple that just exists together for the sake of the kids.”Grace took Mac’s face in her hands, kissing him passionately.“Thank you,” she said softly as she broke off the kiss. “Make love to me, Mac. I need to feel you inside me.”He took her hands and led her to the bed. Then he stripped naked before helping her remove her clothes. Pulling her onto the bed with him, he said, “Ride me, baby.”“You just want to see my tits bounce while I move up and down on that spectacular cock of yours,” Grace said cheekily Ankara bayan escort as she straddled Mac.“You know me so well, darling. Mmm, they are quite luscious,” he replied as his large hands captured her breasts before sliding down the soft skin of her body and resting on her hips. He guided her movements as her sweet pussy engulfed his rock-hard shaft. He saw wild abandon in her eyes and sheer passion on her face as she rode him hard until her first orgasm ripped through her like a freight train.“Holy fuck, Mac!” Grace panted.Mac grinned and flipped his wife on her back, lifting and spreading her legs so he could enter her again.  Mac’s thrusts were slow and deliberate as he slid into her silky wetness. Grace was panting and bucking her hips, so Mac eventually began to move faster until he felt his own pending orgasm threaten to end this little tryst. So, he backed off, much to Grace’s chagrin.“What the fuck? Don’t stop now!” she cried out.“I’m not stopping, baby. I’m just slowing things down, so I don’t cum too soon,” Mac explained patiently.But Grace wasn’t feeling patient. She was needy and horny, and she wanted more than just the sensual lovemaking she’d asked for at the start.“I need you, baby! I need…”The tone of her voice made it clear that she needed him to speed up and take her hard and fast. He was concerned that he might be too rough with her, but it was fuck her the way she wanted or risk having one very pissed-off wife.Choosing wisely, he picked up his pace, bringing her to a string of intense orgasms before his balls tightened and he exploded inside her.“Oh, my God! You’re so fucking amazing, Mac!”His heart was still pounding while he pulled out and snuggled close to her on the bed.“You’re the amazing one, Grace! God, you make me feel so good!”They curled up together and fell asleep, not moving again until morning. Chapter Eighty-SixTheir remaining time in Arizona flew by, and soon enough, they were ready to head off to the California office in Los Angeles. Before they left, they had breakfast with Jeff and Elle.“Jeff and I enjoyed having you both in town. It’s great for the staff to see the big bosses now and then, and you’re both delightful company. Next time we will make sure the kids are home so you can meet our brood. To be honest, we sent them to visit their grandparents because we thought we’d have to entertain you more. But you aren’t at all pretentious, Grace. Mac was right; I really like you!” Elle said as she hugged Grace goodbye.“I really like you, too. Both you and Jeff are doing a fabulous job running the Scottsdale office. We’d love to meet the kids next time.”Mac shook Jeff’s hand and then took his wife’s arm and led her to Jason’s car for their ride to the airport.As she got in the car, Grace frowned.“What’s the matter, baby?” Mac asked.“I get why you had drivers while we were in Europe last year, and having a driver in New York is much easier than driving, but why do you use a chauffeur instead of getting a rental car when you go to branches Escort bayan Ankara of the company within the U.S.?” Grace asked.“That’s simple. It’s easier to have someone else drive in an area where I might not be familiar with directions or traffic flow. It gives me time to think, answer emails, conduct business, and relax. And it’s nice to be able to interact with you and not worry about keeping my eyes on the road,” Mac answered.“But we rented a car in Chicago.”“I grew up in the Chicago area. I like to drive when I know I am in familiar surroundings. I used to drive myself when I first moved to New York. But once I grew the business, it seemed silly not to pay for a driver when I could well afford one.”“We’ll need to be careful with how we raise this baby,” Grace said.“Okay, now I’m just lost,” Mac replied. “How did we go from me using a driver to being careful about how we raise our baby?”“I’m just worried that this child will grow up thinking that money is no object.”Mac chose his words carefully. “Money is no object, Grace. However, I agree that our child needs to learn the value of money and not just be given everything it wants. When the time comes, we can set up an allowance program with chores to do if that sounds okay to you.”Grace was relieved. She had thought Mac would be harder to sell on teaching their kids about the importance of earning and saving. It felt good to be on the same page.“It sounds like you’ve done a lot more thinking about this than I gave you credit for. Yes, chores, allowance, the whole nine yards, it all sounds good.”Mac patted his own back in his mind for his quick thinking. Then he turned his attention to checking his emails on his phone.Once they arrived at the airport, they checked their luggage and made it through security with relative ease. Then they headed to the airport lounge to wait for their flight.“When we get to L.A., let’s check into the hotel and freshen up quickly. Then Miguel, our driver, will pick us up and take us to the reception that Daniella has planned for us,” Mac said, sipping his sparkling water.“Reception?” Grace asked. She’d been secretly craving a nap, and now that seemed unlikely.“In honor of our marriage. Daniella thought it would be a nice way for our employees to meet you in a casual setting. It’s just a light food selection and cocktails. I don’t think it’ll take more than a couple of hours.”Grace’s heart sank.Nope, no nap on the horizon.“Why didn’t you tell me this was planned?”Mac looked confused. “I just did.”“No, I mean ahead of time. I feel like you’re springing this on me kind of last minute.”“Grace, it was really thoughtful of Daniella to plan this. And I would have told you sooner, but I just got her email a few minutes ago,” Mac explained.Grace sighed. “I just think it’s a little bit presumptuous of her not to consider if we already had plans or not.”“Do we have plans?” Mac asked, frowning.“Well, no, but…”“So, what’s the big deal?”“Nothing. Nothing at all,” Grace replied. “You’re right. It was very thoughtful Bayan escort Ankara of Daniella to plan something within an hour of us landing in L.A.”Mac felt irritation creep up his neck, but it was time to head to the gate for boarding.Grace told herself to stop being snarky and try to get some sleep on the plane so she would feel more up to a party with tons of people she’d never met before. She had hoped to meet this west coast staff when she was well-rested and fresh. But it was clear there would be no getting out of this party.Much to her chagrin, however, the man behind her was loud and kept bumping the back of her seat. She looked across the aisle at a mother and her son, who was behaving more appropriately in first class at roughly ten years old than the buffoon behind her. Mac had his earbuds in and was dozing.So much for me getting any sleep on this flight.LAX was crazy and crowded, but they were able to get their luggage reasonably quickly and were soon on their way to Hotel Bel-Air.“Grace, this is our driver, Miguel. Miguel, this is my wife, Grace Stewart.”“Pleasure to meet you, Mrs. Stewart. Sorry, but there is a lot of traffic today. GPS says it will be about forty-five to fifty minutes till we reach the hotel.”“Honey, how about we have Miguel take us directly to the reception and then drop our bags off at the hotel?” Mac suggested.Grace raised an eyebrow and said nothing.“Or, we can just go to the hotel as planned,” Mac said, realizing that Grace was not a happy camper. “But we will have to get ready quickly, so we aren’t too late.”“It’s a shame Daniella didn’t consider giving us more time to settle in,” Grace said, annoyance dripping from her words. “But no worries, I will do my best to get ready quickly.”Miguel kept his thoughts to himself and looked for an alternate route that would get them to the hotel faster. It wouldn’t give the clearly tired Mrs. Stewart time for the nap she so obviously craved. But it would give her time to get ready and feel less annoyed about attending the impromptu gathering. He’d been annoyed by the last-minute arrangements too. His girlfriend had a rare evening off work, and he wanted to take her out to dinner and maybe get lucky. Now he would be lucky to fit in a meal between dropping the Stewarts off at Matteo’s Italian Restaurant and picking them back up later. And he had been imagining burying his face between his girl’s spectacular tits. Ah well.“What is the suggested attire for this reception?” Grace asked, trying hard not to sound irritated.“I don’t know. Probably casual,” Mac replied, his attention more focused on scrolling through his emails.“I’m not taking any chances on being underdressed. I will wear a cocktail dress and keep the hair and jewelry simple,” Grace decided aloud.“Whatever you want, babe.”Mac missed Grace’s perplexed facial expression, but Miguel caught it in the rearview mirror. Rumor had it that Mr. Stewart was head over heels smitten with his wife. But at the moment, it didn’t appear to be the case. Misery swam in the eyes of the pretty redhead in the back seat, and Miguel felt powerless to do anything about it. He looked at the speedometer and figured he could safely drive a smidge faster and did his best to get the Stewarts to Hotel Bel-Air as quickly as possible.

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