Grace

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"GRACE!" Alicia yelled, making me nearly jump out of my seat. "There you are!"

She hurried up and ran inside, plopping herself down in the booth next to me. "I have been looking all over for you! I saw Max come up and start dancing with you."

I looked over at Xander, who was seated across from us. He looked amused by our conversation.

Alicia peered over at Xander, raising her eyebrows. "Hey, I'm Alicia and you are?" She extended her hand to him.

"Xander. It's nice to meet you," he replied, taking her hand and shaking it.

"Xander....that's an interesting name," Alicia said, grabbing a forkful of apple pie and eating it while she eyeballed him.

"It's short for Alexander," he said as he glanced at me.

This was a little awkward. I felt like Alicia would say something to embarrass me. I really liked this guy. I didn't want to drive him away just yet.

"Mmm...that's good pie," she said, setting the fork down. Neither of us said a word in return. "Well, I was worried about you," she turned to me. "I see that you're ok now and that's great! However, I think I'm gonna head home. You wanna share an Uber with me?"

I looked at Xander, who smiled at me. I really wanted to see where this goes. "No. I think I'm gonna stay here for a while."

Alicia looked between the two of us as if she was trying to figure us out. "Ok, well, I'm gonna go then." She gave me a hug. "Be safe," she whispered. Then, she left.

I turned to look at Xander. "I'm sorry about her."

Xander laughed. "It's fine. Really." He looked out of the window. "I know this is kinda forward, but what do you say we get outta here?"

I blushed. "What do you have in mind?"

Xander

We got to the hotel and Grace's eyes went wide. "Please tell me you didn't rent a hotel room for us because you're actually married or something."

I laughed. "No. I'm not married. Although, that would thrill my mother." I pushed the call button for the elevator.

"Ah....you have some of those, too, do you?" Grace laughed.

I smiled. "You're familiar?"

Grace rolled her eyes. "Oh, yeah...my mom has been begging me to get married and give her grandchildren." She paused and a slightly pained expression fell over her face, but she quickly recovered. "Marriage hasn't been in the cards for me yet."

The elevator door dinged as it sprung open. We stepped inside and I pushed the button for the top floor. The elevator only jolted a little, but it was enough to pitch Grace into me. I steadied her as I looked into her cerulean blue eyes.

"Oops...I'm sorry," she apologized.

My eyes shifted to her lips and I couldn't control myself. I leaned down, gently pressing my mouth to Grace's. She melted into me, parting her lips some, allowing my tongue access. I brushed it over hers and pulled her tight to me.

Then, the elevator popped open and made Grace pull away from me. "Um...I..." She put her hand to her mouth, almost as if she was embarrassed.

Grace

I didn't know what to say. The kiss was unexpected but felt so good that I was a little stunned and at a loss for words. I just followed Xander to his room in silence. I could feel that he was upset by my reaction, but I wasn't sure how to make it better.

"This is me," Xander said, opening the door. "Home sweet home."

I stepped inside and my mouth fell open. It was astounding. There was a fancy kitchen off to the right, a living area in front of me with a bedroom and bathroom towards the left. Everything looked very modern with all-new, up-to-date appliances and a TV that was at least seventy inches. The whole place was hardwood except for a few large, plush, white rugs. It definitely could use a splash of color and a woman's touch.

"So? What do you think?" Xander asked, interrupting my thoughts.

"It's amazing! And you live here?"

Xander laughed. "Yep. All year long."

"Incredible..."

Xander just stared at me with a curious expression. Then, a smile crept across his face. "Would you like a drink?" he asked, heading for the kitchen.

"I probably shouldn't..." For more reasons than one, but more so for a reason, he wouldn't expect and I didn't feel like divulging.

Xander smiled sweetly and grabbed a beer from his fridge. "Sure. No problem."

I walked around the living area looking at the shelves of books and movies he had. They were all organized by genre and alphabetically.

"Find one you like?" Came Xander's voice from directly behind me.

I jumped and knocked the beer bottle out of his hand. It fell to the floor and broke, scattering in all directions. "Oh, my God! I'm so sorry!" I bent down to pick up the glass.

Xander's hand shot out to stop me as he stooped down beside me. "No. Please. I'll get this cleaned up. I'm sorry I frightened you. Have a seat on the couch and I'll take care of this quick."

"No. I made you drop it...."

"Please. I insist." Xander lead me over to his couch and handed me the TV remote. "Find us something good to watch." He winked and walked away.

I was so embarrassed. Why did I have to be so jumpy? I selected the Netflix icon on his home screen and searched through his account. He had a lot of paranormal and horror film suggestions.

"Find anything you like?" Xander asked as he sat down beside me.

I looked over at him and smirked. God....was he handsome. "I see you like paranormal movies....Have you ever seen the TV show, "Bitten"?"

A wide smile spread upon his face. "You know, I don't think I have."

"Well, you're about to." I grinned back and hit play.

Xander threw his arm up on the back of the couch, his fingertips barely touching the strands of my light blonde hair.

Inside, my brain was running a thousand miles a minute. If he lived in a hotel all year long and it was this lush, he obviously did well for himself. This would be the perfect opportunity to have a different life for my baby. If I managed to get him to sleep with me tonight, I could convince him the baby was his. Then, I would never have to deal with Dex again.

As the episode started, I scooted closer to him by pretending to re-adjust my seating position. He bridged the gap between us and I snuggled into him while his arm came up to rest on my shoulder.

Xander

She smelled like fruit. Maybe, strawberries and.....coconut? It was intoxicating. I could barely concentrate on the show. Her hand was resting on my thigh and it took everything I had to keep my erection in check.

About halfway through the episode, I couldn't stand it anymore. I slid my hand under her arm and up her torso, cupping her breast. My hands are not small by any means and she more than filled them.

Grace moved her hand across my leg, stopping to rest on the crotch of my pants, which instantly made my hard-on impossible to hide. She noticed and it didn't seem to upset her because she began rubbing it from the outside, tilting her head up to look at me through hooded eyes.

I slowly leaned my mouth to hers. Her lips were slightly parted, waiting for mine to hug hers. The air around us shifted and it was as if the show wasn't playing at all. As my mouth touched hers, all reasonable thoughts disappeared and only desire was left.

I lifted her some, pulling her onto my lap as our lips moved hungrily together. She yanked my shirt up over my head and crashed her mouth to mine again, her tongue brushing against mine furiously.

I stood up and she locked her legs around my waist as I carried her to my room, tearing her shirt off as I went. I laid her down gently, kissing down her sexy body, unhooking her bra and discarding it on the floor.

Her back arched towards me as I took her nipple into my mouth sucking on it. "Oh....my..."

She started sliding her pants down as I removed mine, throwing them both to the side. I reached over, opened the drawer to my nightstand, grabbed a condom and quickly tore the packaging.

Grace

I saw him reach into the drawer and knew what he was going to do, but if I was going to make this work, I couldn't let him use it. I watched him rip open the wrapper and quickly racked my brain for a solution.

I snatched the condom out of his hand and threw it down. "I'm allergic to latex." It wasn't true, but how would he know?

He looked at me like a deer in headlights. "Um...ok...I've never had that happen before..."

"It's ok. We can just do it without the condom."

Xander

Without a condom? I've never had sex without one. That's irresponsible and a risk that I normally wouldn't take, but as I stared at Grace, an overwhelming feeling came over me. It was raw and animalistic. I couldn't help it. I craved her.

The need was driving me and before I knew it, I was laying on top of her plunging my manhood in her dripping wet center. She wrapped her body around mine and they rocked in sync with one another.

As I felt myself get close, I went to move so that I could release away from her, but she pulled me in tighter. "No, wait! I'm almost there!" Then, she shattered underneath me, flooding us with her orgasm.

I thrust deep inside, filling her, before realizing what I had done. We laid there for a moment, breathless, while the weight of what I had just done, fell upon me. How could I be so stupid?

Grace

As we laid there, I tried to stop myself from crying. What did I just do? Did I really think this was going to work? Now I was committed to my plan. I had no other choice than to follow through with it.