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Matters Of The Heart
Chapter 56
Three weeks later…..
Christmas and New Year had come and gone, of which Meryl had spent with the girls and Henry, and she was now preparing to skip over to the UK for the BAFTA’S, then back again for the usual round of award gatherings, several of which, she had nominations for Doubt. More nominations that she wouldn’t win, she thought to herself. Not that she really cared at this precise moment. There were so many brilliant actresses out there who were equally deserving of a win. No! Her priorities had changed and she just wanted to concentrate on getting things back on track with Pierce. They had had several dates over the last few weeks and had even managed to squeeze in a pre-Christmas dinner. Also dinners, cinema, walks in the park, both dressed incognito so as not to be recognised, lunches, however he was now back in LA and she was missing him like crazy. They were getting on like a house on fire and Meryl was sure it was only a matter of time before they fell into bed together. Her whole body ached for him and it had been torture not being able to touch him in that way, but they had agreed. No sex! Not yet! She wondered if he was missing her as much and as if on cue her phone rang. It was him! “Hi!” she murmured. “Hi yourself” Pierce responded. “What are you up to?” he asked her. “Oh, nothing much, just sorting out what to take to London! You?” “The same!” he answered. “What? Are you coming to London? How? When?” asked Meryl. “I thought you could do with some company in that big city, and I have a few weeks before I start filming so, I’ve booked a flight a friend has a small apartment he’s letting me use, so, we can spend some time together” Oh my God Pierce! You have? That’s wonderful!” said Meryl, her heart soaring. “Well I couldn’t let you loose in ‘our city’ all on your own now could I, so it looks like you will have to put up with me for a few days,” he replied. “I’m sure I will cope Pierce,” laughed Meryl. The conversation carried on in a similar vein for several minutes. “Pierce I have to go, I’m due at a press conference in an hour and I haven’t even showered yet” “Ok babe! I’ll call you later this evening and we can make arrangements for London,” said Pierce. They said their goodbyes and hung up. Meryl hugged her iPhone to her, a warm feeling engulfing her body. He was coming to London. She hadn’t asked him, although it had been on the tip of her tongue. No! ? He had arranged it himself. It could mean only one thing. He was ready to take that next step in their relationship. She hummed to herself as she showered and left for her press conference with an extra spring in her step.
Later that evening as Meryl was finishing her packing and grabbing a light snack, her phone bleeped. It was a text from Pierce telling her his flight had been brought forward and he was just about to take off for London. He told her he would see her soon and told her he loved her. Meryl hugged herself smugly. That was the first time he had said he loved her since they had started seeing each other again. She messaged him back ‘I love you too!’ She went to bed that evening feeling happier than she had in a long time.
She was in the VIP lounge at JFK, sipping at a glass of water. She rarely drank alcohol before, or during a flight, preferring to stick to water. The jet lag would be bad enough without alcohol adding to it. Kori, her assistant was busy chatting away on her phone to a friend and Meryl was leafing through some magazines when she heard a familiar voice. “Is anybody sitting here?” She looked up to see Pierce standing there as large as life, looking devastatingly attractive in tight jeans and an even tighter fitting white t shirt showing off the upper part of his body. “Oh my God Pierce! What are you doing here? I thought you would be in London by now” said Meryl, jumping up and hugging him tightly. “I wanted to surprise you so here I am” said Pierce. Kissing her on both cheeks, then leaning down to kiss Kori, who blushed to her roots having always had a slight crush on Pierce. “Hi Pierce” she said. She was secretly glad Pierce was here to keep them company. Meryl very rarely slept when they flew, always wanting to chat, and as much as Kori loved her employer and their trans-Atlantic girlie talk, she’d had a very busy few days running around organising Meryl’s public life, and just wanted to relax.
Soon enough they were settled in the cabin and about to take off. Pierce had managed to wangle it so they were all sitting together, in first class, of course. Meryl always flew first class these days, much preferring the comfort. Once airborne they were served refreshments, Meryl opting for coffee and pastries, Pierce following suit. Pierce leaned over and took Meryl’s hand in his. “I’m so glad we are working things out Meryl. It’s been hell these last few months without you and I’ve missed you like you wouldn’t believe,” Meryl squeezed his hand. “Me too Pierce, I just hope we can work through this and get back to how it was before,” answered Meryl. “We will babe, I promise. What we have is worth saving.” Meryl sighed a contented sigh and yawned. “I am so tired, but I hate sleeping on planes! I think I will go for a walk around the cabin and stretch my legs,” Pierce leaned over and whispered in her ear “Want me to meet you at the bathroom?” Meryl stared at him open mouthed. “No I do not Brosnan so you can get that idea right out of your head!” she scolded him. She really was desperate for his body, but the mile high club was out of the question. When they finally made love again, and she knew it would be sooner rather than later, she wanted it to be perfect. Not squashed up against the wall of a toilet. She got up from her seat and patted Pierce gently on the top of his head. “Won’t be long!” “I’ll be counting the seconds,” replied Pierce. He settled in to his seat and closed his eyes, dreaming of the time when he could hold her in his arms and make love to her all night.
They spent most of the flight, talking and reading magazines until finally, the captain announced their descent into Heathrow. Pierce squeezed Meryl’s hand. “Not long babe, and I can have you all to myself!” he whispered. Meryl shivered with anticipation squeezing his hand back with a rather large smirk on her face.
They were ushered through customs and made there way out of the terminal to Meryl’s waiting car. She had completely forgotten to ask him where he was staying. “Can we give you a lift Pierce?” she asked him. “I’m okay babe, a friend is picking me up. Once I get settled I’ll call you,” he replied , kissing her and grabbing his luggage and disappeared into the crowd. Meryl thought it a little odd that he had rebuffed her, but shrugged her shoulders and stepped into the car with Kori. Kori suffered badly from jetlag every time she flew over the pond and just wanted to get to the hotel and crash, and was relieved when their car edged out of its parking space and took them on to their hotel.
They checked in and once settled in her room Meryl unpacked her case, taking care with her dress for the BAFTA’s. It was a dress she had had for many years and was pleased that, all these years later it still fitted her. Her cellphone rang and she answered straight away. “Hi Pierce,” she said. “Hi yourself. Are you all unpacked and settled in?” he asked her. She heard a knock at the door. “Just a minute Pierce, Kori is knocking” she opened the door and stared in amazement. “Oh my god Pierce! How did you get here so quickly?” she asked him, pulling him inside. “Just up one flight of stairs and along the corridor, took me all of 40 seconds. “What? You mean……. Are you staying here?” she stuttered. “Got it in one babe!” he replied. “But why didn’t you say something? How did you know I’d be staying here?” she asked. “Well firstly I wanted to surprise you, which judging by the look on your face I have done, and secondly, you nearly always stay here so it wasn’t that difficult to work that one out, with a little help from Kori, who was sworn to secrecy, under duress I might add, so please don’t be annoyed with her!” said Pierce. “Annoyed? Oh my God Pierce, this is perfect, just perfect” she told him throwing her arms around him and squeezing him tight. He returned the squeeze, cupping her buttocks and gently massaging them. She could feel his manhood pressing into her thigh. She pulled away and looked deep into his eyes. “I want you Pierce,” she murmured. Pierce swept a stray hair from her face and leaned down and brushed her lips gently with his own. He lifted her up into his arms and went into the bedroom and laid her gently on the bed. She reached for him, anticipation and excitement coursing through her at the thought of what was to come. He brushed her hand away, a glint in his eye. “Later Meryl!” he whispered. He removed his t shirt and Meryl gasped when she saw that familiar manly chest and it was obvious that he had been working out. Slowly, just staring at her he removed his jeans, socks and finally his boxers, until he was standing before her as naked as the day that he was born. Meryl glanced down and saw that he was hard for her and she felt herself blushing and giggled. “Something making you laugh Streep?” asked Pierce. Before she could answer he leaned over and kissed her, his tongue forcing her lips open in a deep sensual kiss, leaving her in no doubt how turned on he was. He reached for the zip of her jeans, and reached inside, gently caressing her. She squirmed, feeling that familiar wetness starting to surface. Deftly, Pierce removed her jeans, still kissing her, followed by her panties. He gently ran a hand up the inside of one leg and down the other. She reached for his hand and moved it towards her opening, but he resisted. “Not yet!” he said gruffly. He was desperate for her but he wanted her begging for it. The more she begged the better it would be, for both of them. He kneeled up and reaching down for her top, he removed it. The sight of her pert little breasts, bursting to be free from her bra, made him feel even harder, but still he resisted and reaching behind her unclipped it, letting her breasts free from their restraint. “You really have the most beautiful tits babe!” he said, leaning down to take a nipple in his mouth. “Oh God Pierce, I’ve missed you so much!” gasped Meryl. He replied by moving over to the other nipple. She reached down and found his rock hard penis and stroked it gently causing him to gasp. It felt so good to feel those familiar hands on him again. He leaned up on his hands and looked down at her hands stroking him, gently at first until she upped the ante and really went for it. He groaned out loud. “Oh babe that feels amazing.” He rolled onto his back taking her with him causing her to lose her grip on him. She lay on top of him and found his mouth and inserting her tongue in a deep kiss, her hand found his penis and unable to stand it any longer she eased herself on to him and began rocking back and forth. God she had missed this, missed him, she thought as she rode him for all she was worth. “Oh God Pierce, I’m going to come,” she shouted and seconds later felt her contract around him and he spurted his seed into her groaning as he did so. She collapsed on top of him and they lay there, not moving, not talking. Eventually Pierce shifted beneath her and gently rolled them both over so he was on top. He brushed her sweat drenched her away from her face and gazed at her. She looked so beautiful after lovemaking. She was beautiful any way but she had that glow about her after sex, making her look even more beautiful, if that were possible. “You ok?” he whispered, hugging her to him. “Mmmmm!” she answered, barely able to speak. She had almost forgotten what an orgasm felt like and it had taken her by surprise with the intensity of it. “I think I’m okay,” she murmured. Pierce eased himself out of her and gathered her in his arms. “I never, ever want to let you go Meryl. I love you so much these last few months have been shit, absolute shit” he told her. He glanced at her. She was fast asleep. He smiled to himself. Poor baby, jet leg and sex had worn her out. He lay for a while, silently sending up a prayer to God for sending his baby back to him and also praying that he wouldn’t take her away from him ever again. Eventually her fell sleep himself.
Meryl stirred and glanced at the bedside clock and was relieved to discover she hadn’t overslept. That was always her fear after a flight from the US. It always wore her out and she always like to have a day or two to recover before getting back out there to whichever award show, premiere or interview she was attending. She glanced at Pierce who was snoring gently beside her. Slowly she eased herself out of the king size bed and padded over to the bathroom. Unbeknown to her Pierce had watched her through half closed eyes. He felt a stirring in his groin seeing her naked body and marvelled at how comfortable she was in her skin. How un self conscious she was. He wanted to follow her and shower with her, but was wary. Although last night’s lovemaking had been amazing and he felt they were getting back to how they were, albeit slowly, he didn’t want to push it. He knew what would happen if he got into the shower with her so he let her be, and rang room service and ordered breakfast.
Meryl emerged from the bathroom some twenty minutes later, wrapped in a towel. She wandered over to the bed and noticing the scrumptious breakfast laid out, she smiled. He had ordered all her favourites. Croissants, fruit, juice and plenty of coffee. “Breakfast is served my darling,” said Pierce, patting the space beside her. She eased herself onto the bed and tucked in. “This is amazing Pierce,” she said between mouthfuls. “I am starving!” “Must be all the activity last night that’s given you an appetite,” said Pierce. “I think it’s more likely due to the fact that I haven’t eaten for hours,” she teased. They carried on eating in silence. “So Streep” said Pierce. “What time is it all due to kick off today then?” “The car is coming at 5 o’clock, so I have most of the day to myself, to do whatever I please,” answered Meryl. “Whatever you please?” said Pierce, raising an eyebrow. “Yes Pierce whatever I please,” replied Meryl putting an emphasis on the ‘I’ Pierce grinned. He knew she was teasing him, he could read her like a book, he knew her inside out, better than she knew herself. However, on saying that, he still felt he had to tread carefully, Let her make all the moves. He didn’t want anything to jeopardise what they were getting back. He had nearly lost her and he wasn’t ever going to let that happen again. Meryl leaned toward him and planted a kiss on his lips. “Mmmm, you taste of strawberry jam,” said Pierce, licking his lips. Meryl ran her tongue over her upper lip, then leaned in for another kiss. Pierce shifted as he felt himself growing hard. Meryl giggled. “Am I making it hard for you Mr Bond?” she said seductively. This was his Meryl, thought Pierce. The Meryl who teased and tantalised him. He went to pull her into his arms, but she moved away, deliberately letting the towel slip from her body and moving off the bed she proceeded to the walk in closet and grabbing some underwear, jeans and a shirt she got dressed. Pierce was mesmerised and just sat there watching her. With her back to him, her brushed her, almost dry hair, and tied it up and smirked to herself as she glanced in the mirror. She loved teasing him. She was desperate to make love but she loved this feeling she had of being in control, playing hard to get. She wanted him begging for it. She turned. “Well come on then, get showered and dressed and we can go out and enjoy what this city has to offer,” she told him. Pierce grinned. He knew exactly what she was doing. Well if that was what she wanted, he would play along. Two could play that game, he thought and whistling he disappeared into the bathroom……………………………….
Chapter 56
Three weeks later…..
Christmas and New Year had come and gone, of which Meryl had spent with the girls and Henry, and she was now preparing to skip over to the UK for the BAFTA’S, then back again for the usual round of award gatherings, several of which, she had nominations for Doubt. More nominations that she wouldn’t win, she thought to herself. Not that she really cared at this precise moment. There were so many brilliant actresses out there who were equally deserving of a win. No! Her priorities had changed and she just wanted to concentrate on getting things back on track with Pierce. They had had several dates over the last few weeks and had even managed to squeeze in a pre-Christmas dinner. Also dinners, cinema, walks in the park, both dressed incognito so as not to be recognised, lunches, however he was now back in LA and she was missing him like crazy. They were getting on like a house on fire and Meryl was sure it was only a matter of time before they fell into bed together. Her whole body ached for him and it had been torture not being able to touch him in that way, but they had agreed. No sex! Not yet! She wondered if he was missing her as much and as if on cue her phone rang. It was him! “Hi!” she murmured. “Hi yourself” Pierce responded. “What are you up to?” he asked her. “Oh, nothing much, just sorting out what to take to London! You?” “The same!” he answered. “What? Are you coming to London? How? When?” asked Meryl. “I thought you could do with some company in that big city, and I have a few weeks before I start filming so, I’ve booked a flight a friend has a small apartment he’s letting me use, so, we can spend some time together” Oh my God Pierce! You have? That’s wonderful!” said Meryl, her heart soaring. “Well I couldn’t let you loose in ‘our city’ all on your own now could I, so it looks like you will have to put up with me for a few days,” he replied. “I’m sure I will cope Pierce,” laughed Meryl. The conversation carried on in a similar vein for several minutes. “Pierce I have to go, I’m due at a press conference in an hour and I haven’t even showered yet” “Ok babe! I’ll call you later this evening and we can make arrangements for London,” said Pierce. They said their goodbyes and hung up. Meryl hugged her iPhone to her, a warm feeling engulfing her body. He was coming to London. She hadn’t asked him, although it had been on the tip of her tongue. No! ? He had arranged it himself. It could mean only one thing. He was ready to take that next step in their relationship. She hummed to herself as she showered and left for her press conference with an extra spring in her step.
Later that evening as Meryl was finishing her packing and grabbing a light snack, her phone bleeped. It was a text from Pierce telling her his flight had been brought forward and he was just about to take off for London. He told her he would see her soon and told her he loved her. Meryl hugged herself smugly. That was the first time he had said he loved her since they had started seeing each other again. She messaged him back ‘I love you too!’ She went to bed that evening feeling happier than she had in a long time.
She was in the VIP lounge at JFK, sipping at a glass of water. She rarely drank alcohol before, or during a flight, preferring to stick to water. The jet lag would be bad enough without alcohol adding to it. Kori, her assistant was busy chatting away on her phone to a friend and Meryl was leafing through some magazines when she heard a familiar voice. “Is anybody sitting here?” She looked up to see Pierce standing there as large as life, looking devastatingly attractive in tight jeans and an even tighter fitting white t shirt showing off the upper part of his body. “Oh my God Pierce! What are you doing here? I thought you would be in London by now” said Meryl, jumping up and hugging him tightly. “I wanted to surprise you so here I am” said Pierce. Kissing her on both cheeks, then leaning down to kiss Kori, who blushed to her roots having always had a slight crush on Pierce. “Hi Pierce” she said. She was secretly glad Pierce was here to keep them company. Meryl very rarely slept when they flew, always wanting to chat, and as much as Kori loved her employer and their trans-Atlantic girlie talk, she’d had a very busy few days running around organising Meryl’s public life, and just wanted to relax.
Soon enough they were settled in the cabin and about to take off. Pierce had managed to wangle it so they were all sitting together, in first class, of course. Meryl always flew first class these days, much preferring the comfort. Once airborne they were served refreshments, Meryl opting for coffee and pastries, Pierce following suit. Pierce leaned over and took Meryl’s hand in his. “I’m so glad we are working things out Meryl. It’s been hell these last few months without you and I’ve missed you like you wouldn’t believe,” Meryl squeezed his hand. “Me too Pierce, I just hope we can work through this and get back to how it was before,” answered Meryl. “We will babe, I promise. What we have is worth saving.” Meryl sighed a contented sigh and yawned. “I am so tired, but I hate sleeping on planes! I think I will go for a walk around the cabin and stretch my legs,” Pierce leaned over and whispered in her ear “Want me to meet you at the bathroom?” Meryl stared at him open mouthed. “No I do not Brosnan so you can get that idea right out of your head!” she scolded him. She really was desperate for his body, but the mile high club was out of the question. When they finally made love again, and she knew it would be sooner rather than later, she wanted it to be perfect. Not squashed up against the wall of a toilet. She got up from her seat and patted Pierce gently on the top of his head. “Won’t be long!” “I’ll be counting the seconds,” replied Pierce. He settled in to his seat and closed his eyes, dreaming of the time when he could hold her in his arms and make love to her all night.
They spent most of the flight, talking and reading magazines until finally, the captain announced their descent into Heathrow. Pierce squeezed Meryl’s hand. “Not long babe, and I can have you all to myself!” he whispered. Meryl shivered with anticipation squeezing his hand back with a rather large smirk on her face.
They were ushered through customs and made there way out of the terminal to Meryl’s waiting car. She had completely forgotten to ask him where he was staying. “Can we give you a lift Pierce?” she asked him. “I’m okay babe, a friend is picking me up. Once I get settled I’ll call you,” he replied , kissing her and grabbing his luggage and disappeared into the crowd. Meryl thought it a little odd that he had rebuffed her, but shrugged her shoulders and stepped into the car with Kori. Kori suffered badly from jetlag every time she flew over the pond and just wanted to get to the hotel and crash, and was relieved when their car edged out of its parking space and took them on to their hotel.
They checked in and once settled in her room Meryl unpacked her case, taking care with her dress for the BAFTA’s. It was a dress she had had for many years and was pleased that, all these years later it still fitted her. Her cellphone rang and she answered straight away. “Hi Pierce,” she said. “Hi yourself. Are you all unpacked and settled in?” he asked her. She heard a knock at the door. “Just a minute Pierce, Kori is knocking” she opened the door and stared in amazement. “Oh my god Pierce! How did you get here so quickly?” she asked him, pulling him inside. “Just up one flight of stairs and along the corridor, took me all of 40 seconds. “What? You mean……. Are you staying here?” she stuttered. “Got it in one babe!” he replied. “But why didn’t you say something? How did you know I’d be staying here?” she asked. “Well firstly I wanted to surprise you, which judging by the look on your face I have done, and secondly, you nearly always stay here so it wasn’t that difficult to work that one out, with a little help from Kori, who was sworn to secrecy, under duress I might add, so please don’t be annoyed with her!” said Pierce. “Annoyed? Oh my God Pierce, this is perfect, just perfect” she told him throwing her arms around him and squeezing him tight. He returned the squeeze, cupping her buttocks and gently massaging them. She could feel his manhood pressing into her thigh. She pulled away and looked deep into his eyes. “I want you Pierce,” she murmured. Pierce swept a stray hair from her face and leaned down and brushed her lips gently with his own. He lifted her up into his arms and went into the bedroom and laid her gently on the bed. She reached for him, anticipation and excitement coursing through her at the thought of what was to come. He brushed her hand away, a glint in his eye. “Later Meryl!” he whispered. He removed his t shirt and Meryl gasped when she saw that familiar manly chest and it was obvious that he had been working out. Slowly, just staring at her he removed his jeans, socks and finally his boxers, until he was standing before her as naked as the day that he was born. Meryl glanced down and saw that he was hard for her and she felt herself blushing and giggled. “Something making you laugh Streep?” asked Pierce. Before she could answer he leaned over and kissed her, his tongue forcing her lips open in a deep sensual kiss, leaving her in no doubt how turned on he was. He reached for the zip of her jeans, and reached inside, gently caressing her. She squirmed, feeling that familiar wetness starting to surface. Deftly, Pierce removed her jeans, still kissing her, followed by her panties. He gently ran a hand up the inside of one leg and down the other. She reached for his hand and moved it towards her opening, but he resisted. “Not yet!” he said gruffly. He was desperate for her but he wanted her begging for it. The more she begged the better it would be, for both of them. He kneeled up and reaching down for her top, he removed it. The sight of her pert little breasts, bursting to be free from her bra, made him feel even harder, but still he resisted and reaching behind her unclipped it, letting her breasts free from their restraint. “You really have the most beautiful tits babe!” he said, leaning down to take a nipple in his mouth. “Oh God Pierce, I’ve missed you so much!” gasped Meryl. He replied by moving over to the other nipple. She reached down and found his rock hard penis and stroked it gently causing him to gasp. It felt so good to feel those familiar hands on him again. He leaned up on his hands and looked down at her hands stroking him, gently at first until she upped the ante and really went for it. He groaned out loud. “Oh babe that feels amazing.” He rolled onto his back taking her with him causing her to lose her grip on him. She lay on top of him and found his mouth and inserting her tongue in a deep kiss, her hand found his penis and unable to stand it any longer she eased herself on to him and began rocking back and forth. God she had missed this, missed him, she thought as she rode him for all she was worth. “Oh God Pierce, I’m going to come,” she shouted and seconds later felt her contract around him and he spurted his seed into her groaning as he did so. She collapsed on top of him and they lay there, not moving, not talking. Eventually Pierce shifted beneath her and gently rolled them both over so he was on top. He brushed her sweat drenched her away from her face and gazed at her. She looked so beautiful after lovemaking. She was beautiful any way but she had that glow about her after sex, making her look even more beautiful, if that were possible. “You ok?” he whispered, hugging her to him. “Mmmmm!” she answered, barely able to speak. She had almost forgotten what an orgasm felt like and it had taken her by surprise with the intensity of it. “I think I’m okay,” she murmured. Pierce eased himself out of her and gathered her in his arms. “I never, ever want to let you go Meryl. I love you so much these last few months have been shit, absolute shit” he told her. He glanced at her. She was fast asleep. He smiled to himself. Poor baby, jet leg and sex had worn her out. He lay for a while, silently sending up a prayer to God for sending his baby back to him and also praying that he wouldn’t take her away from him ever again. Eventually her fell sleep himself.
Meryl stirred and glanced at the bedside clock and was relieved to discover she hadn’t overslept. That was always her fear after a flight from the US. It always wore her out and she always like to have a day or two to recover before getting back out there to whichever award show, premiere or interview she was attending. She glanced at Pierce who was snoring gently beside her. Slowly she eased herself out of the king size bed and padded over to the bathroom. Unbeknown to her Pierce had watched her through half closed eyes. He felt a stirring in his groin seeing her naked body and marvelled at how comfortable she was in her skin. How un self conscious she was. He wanted to follow her and shower with her, but was wary. Although last night’s lovemaking had been amazing and he felt they were getting back to how they were, albeit slowly, he didn’t want to push it. He knew what would happen if he got into the shower with her so he let her be, and rang room service and ordered breakfast.
Meryl emerged from the bathroom some twenty minutes later, wrapped in a towel. She wandered over to the bed and noticing the scrumptious breakfast laid out, she smiled. He had ordered all her favourites. Croissants, fruit, juice and plenty of coffee. “Breakfast is served my darling,” said Pierce, patting the space beside her. She eased herself onto the bed and tucked in. “This is amazing Pierce,” she said between mouthfuls. “I am starving!” “Must be all the activity last night that’s given you an appetite,” said Pierce. “I think it’s more likely due to the fact that I haven’t eaten for hours,” she teased. They carried on eating in silence. “So Streep” said Pierce. “What time is it all due to kick off today then?” “The car is coming at 5 o’clock, so I have most of the day to myself, to do whatever I please,” answered Meryl. “Whatever you please?” said Pierce, raising an eyebrow. “Yes Pierce whatever I please,” replied Meryl putting an emphasis on the ‘I’ Pierce grinned. He knew she was teasing him, he could read her like a book, he knew her inside out, better than she knew herself. However, on saying that, he still felt he had to tread carefully, Let her make all the moves. He didn’t want anything to jeopardise what they were getting back. He had nearly lost her and he wasn’t ever going to let that happen again. Meryl leaned toward him and planted a kiss on his lips. “Mmmm, you taste of strawberry jam,” said Pierce, licking his lips. Meryl ran her tongue over her upper lip, then leaned in for another kiss. Pierce shifted as he felt himself growing hard. Meryl giggled. “Am I making it hard for you Mr Bond?” she said seductively. This was his Meryl, thought Pierce. The Meryl who teased and tantalised him. He went to pull her into his arms, but she moved away, deliberately letting the towel slip from her body and moving off the bed she proceeded to the walk in closet and grabbing some underwear, jeans and a shirt she got dressed. Pierce was mesmerised and just sat there watching her. With her back to him, her brushed her, almost dry hair, and tied it up and smirked to herself as she glanced in the mirror. She loved teasing him. She was desperate to make love but she loved this feeling she had of being in control, playing hard to get. She wanted him begging for it. She turned. “Well come on then, get showered and dressed and we can go out and enjoy what this city has to offer,” she told him. Pierce grinned. He knew exactly what she was doing. Well if that was what she wanted, he would play along. Two could play that game, he thought and whistling he disappeared into the bathroom……………………………….