141 Genie's Boyfriend

Grace gave him a small smile, as if knowing the entire transaction that just occurred internally. In due time, she thought. He'll say it when he's ready.

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Stephen finally worked up the courage to look her in the eyes, noticing the small trace of disappointment in the way that her lips were formed. Yet, if he thought Grace was going to hold it against him, he should have known better.

For the next thing he knew, she was leaning in for a long, tender kiss. Pressing her body in against his, and rubbing her hips against his own, Stephen could feel his arousal boiling underneath the surface.

In his defense, how could it not? She was pouring a healthy amount of passion into their kiss, and the seductive look she gave him after pulling apart was enough to stop a frail man's heart. Not to mention, one single strap of her tank top had fallen off her delicate shoulders, threatening to expose more of her pale, sexy flesh.

"So, boyfriend," she whispered, perhaps sensing his growing desire. "We have a few hours to kill before she gets home. Whatever shall we do?"

Stephen grinned, and let his hands fall to cup each cheek of her ass in a healthy squeeze. Grace couldn't hold back a satisfied smile at being so manhandled, and looked like she was about to give in as well.

"How long has it been since we last had sex?" He grinned.

Grace sat up, pressing a finger to her chin in an exaggerated thinking position. "Let's see, it's been one hour, seventeen minutes, and sixteen seconds since I last felt you inside me," she said with a smile, remembering their early morning romp that started off the day.

Stephen chuckled, then looked at her hungrily, "Sounds like too long, if you ask me."

To his utter shock, Grace formed a small smile and then began to shake her head, "I think Master is forgetting something."

Stephen's eyebrows crunched up in confusion, "What's that?"

"Did you forget what today is the first day of?" Her eyes sparkled.

Stephen wracked his brain trying to think of what she meant. First day of what? "You lost me, Grace."