Sudden Devotion (5 page)

With a serious expression he leaned closer into her. “Really.” He asked while he framed her face with his hands. “Well, I think you seemed to be quite the masterful flirt in my office earlier today.”

She rolled her eyes. “That was different, Mitch.”

“Why?” he asked her seriously.

“Because I wanted you. I lost all sense of who I was and how to act.” She looked down, unable to meet his gaze.

Mitch brought her chin up using his index finger. Looking into her eyes, he spoke softly. “I wanted you, too, Sara. I’ve never done anything like that before. You want to know what I really want, though?” He waited for her reply.

She didn’t answer him. Could he really be that surprised she hadn’t give one? There was still so much that he had left to teach her.

“I want to lick your pretty pussy until you come.”

Her eyes widened in surprise, and although she tried, she could not form any words for an intelligent response.

Mitch pulled her hand, walking her into the kitchen. When they stopped, he ran his hands down her sides and cupped her ass. “I like that you wore a skirt again, baby. Be a good girl, and take it off for me.”

She stared at him timidly and wondered why she found it so easy to do exactly as he told her. Because she wanted him, that was why. She followed his instruction and unbuttoned her skirt. Once it had pooled at her feet, he nodded his head and pointed to the sexy panties she had put on after her bath. He obviously wanted those off, too she thought. So she took them off and stood staring at him. It was something about his gaze, the look in his eyes and the words he chose, that forced her to do whatever he told her to. And if she was honest with herself, she had to admit that it excited the hell out of her to have him take charge of her sexuality.

He came closer to her and reached one hand behind her neck. “Do you know that I haven’t kissed you yet?”

“Yes.” But I want you to, she thought to herself.

“That’s going to change right now.” He dropped his head to hers and brushed his lips against hers. His kiss wasn’t crushing or demanding. After a few gentle passes of his lips, he used his tongue to entice her. Her mouth opened at the sensation as her arms wrapped around his neck. They were now kissing each other fervently. Feeding each other’s passions with the tangle of their tongues was inciting a riot of needs inside of her.

His kiss was exotic, like a drug that fills you but leaves you wanting more. She was vaguely aware of him tugging her shirt up over her head. Then he left her mouth and trailed kisses down her neck until he got to her swollen breasts. She silently prayed that he would take one in her mouth. She had never experienced it, and she craved it so badly.

Her prayers were answered. She felt the warm wetness of his mouth as he began sucking on her nipple. His other hand teased the other side before alternating between the two. Without any regard for what he might think, she grabbed on to his head and held him to her. She arched into the suckling and thought she was going to come right there from that sensation alone. She heard Mitch’s muffled words. But couldn’t make them out.

Mitch finally was able to pull away. “Baby, take it easy. You were all but suffocating me. We have all night, okay? So just relax. I’ll make you feel good. I promise.” She nodded in her embarrassment. “Sit down on the edge of the seat there,” he said as he pointed to the kitchen chair.

She sat down on the cool wood, causing goose bumps to race across her skin. She was suddenly very aware of the fact that she was wearing high heels and nothing else. Mitch wasn’t satisfied with her position and made her scoot forward. Then he took her hands and made her grip the back of the chair over her shoulders. The position caused her aching breasts to jut forward. It was not unlike a position one would see in the centerfold of a men’s magazine. She wondered and hoped that she looked as good as some of those models did.

“There. So pretty. Now lean back more. That’s it. Yeah.” He bent down in front of her and dropped to his knees, blowing on the sensitive flesh where she throbbed. “Oh, honey. Did you know that you’re already wet? How come? Why are you so wet, Sara?” he asked in a mocking tone.

He teased her, but she didn’t care. She would take whatever he had to give her. Whatever way he wanted to give it. “Yes, I’m wet. I want you so bad, Mitch.” Her words sounded more like moans.

“Why, Sara? Why are you so wet for me? You want me bad, but how? How do you want me, huh? I know that I want to eat this pretty pussy. But what about you? Tell me three things that you want me to do to you tonight. Tell me everything you want, and I’ll make sure they all come true.”

When her eyes flew open she found his eyes fixated on her, almost hypnotizing her by their intensity.

“Three things?” She tried to swallow but was unsuccessful. Her mouth was suddenly very dry.

“Yes, three. But the first one better be me eating you. Because I’ll die if I don’t get a taste of you. So? What’s the second and third, baby? What do you want?” He blew on her again and smiled when he saw her shiver.

“I want…Oh, Mitch, I’m not very good at this.” But she saw the demanding look in his eye and knew that if she didn’t tell him, she wouldn’t get anything. She didn’t know how she knew it, but she did. “I want you to fuck me.” She bit her bottom lip and hoped she hadn’t been too bold.

“I see.” He stared at her, sliding his fingers into the slick folds to entice her further. “Fuck you slow and easy or hard and fast?” He asked in between her gasps, as he used his fingers as an example of his words.

“Hard and fast! I want it hard and fast.” Her hips were rocking against his hand.

“Okay, I can do that, baby.” His voice still soothed her into submission. “What about number three?” He swiped his tongue down her slick entrance, moaning when he tasted her. “What should I do after I come in your sweet pussy?”

“No…I don’t…I mean, I want you to fuck me, but don’t come. I want…oh please, Mitch, I can’t concentrate.”

He chuckled. “Is my tongue distracting you, honey? I’ll stop then.”

“No! No, don’t stop.” She whimpered and bit on her bottom lip.

“Then you better tell me why. Why can’t I come in your sweet little pussy?”

“Because, damn it! I want to taste you after you’ve been inside me.”

Sara shouted at him, her frustration bringing out the animal in her.

He watched her as she bit out the words and continued to writhe against his tongue. She was completely lost in her arousal. Could he tell that she was no longer in charge of her body? Her desire had taken over. “Oh, baby. Do you want to taste yourself on me?”

“Yes, all right. Yes.” Sara was beyond any sense of reason or self-control. She only knew that she had fantasized about what it would be like. And now that he was here, she wasn’t about to lose her chance to get what she wanted.

Coaxing her along he asked her to finish, “Tell me, what would you do after you sucked all that sweet pussy juice off of my cock?”

Her whole body was on fire. She was going to come, and he’d barely even touched her, just occasional licks and kisses. No real friction or pressure. His touches were more teases than strokes. “Mitch, I want you to come in my mouth again.”

Mitch closed his eyes for a moment. Trying to hang on to the control that she had almost just broken. “Oh yeah? You’re such a sweet girl, honey. You liked that earlier today, didn’t you?” He looked up at her and watched her face as she fought against the orgasm that was building. “Then I’ll give you exactly that, Sara. But only if you do the same for me. You tasted me, now I want to taste you. I want to taste your sweet climax when my face is buried in between your thighs. Come on, baby. I want you to come for me.” Mitch dove in as he attacked her with his mouth and his tongue, devouring ever succulent nibble of her.

Darting his tongue inside her entrance, he moaned in delight at the sweet taste of her. The meal he had planned to make of her had barely begun, and he was about ready to lose himself in the ecstasy of it when she came. He hadn’t expected it to happen so soon. She screamed out his name and wrapped her legs around his head, bringing him closer to her.

Mitch had to laugh. She was just a flowing fountain of untapped desire. Even though she was shy, she changed who she was when she got truly hot and bothered. Then she completely let go. She had so many naughty sides to her, but she didn’t know what to do with any of them. He was thinking this as he drank up the last of her and knew that he was going to have quite a lot of fun with her.

Mitch looked up and watched her. His good girl hadn’t moved from the position he had put her in, no matter how much she squirmed her body. That was very good. She was going to be a very good student, indeed. He stood up while her eyes were still closed and stripped down.

“Stand up, Sara.” He waited until she opened her eyes. Then he held out his hand and helped her up before swinging her around. He placed her hands on the back of the chair and whispered in her ear, “Hold on, honey.”

He heard her moan at his half threat, half promise. The flush glow on her face told him that she was feeling every wave and jolt shoot through her body as he slammed into her. Sara was much different than any other woman he’d bee n with before.

He slammed his cock deep inside her and hit places he was sure she never knew existed, not even with her trusty vibrator.

Sara rocked into him and met him thrust for thrust when he felt her third orgasm of the day approaching. He saw she was struggling to fight it.

“No baby, don’t you dare stop yourself. Come for me.”

He watched her in awe as she threw her head back and screamed his name once again, all while her body convulsed in pleasure.

Mitch didn’t move. He stayed buried inside her as he waited for her body to come down. He watched her ass wiggle as she trembled. And wondered just how long he would have to wait until he could take her in that tight, little hole.

“Feel good, honey?” He waited, and she moaned her reply. “Good.” He fisted her hair in his hands and yanked her head back. “Now sit on the chair like a good little girl, and suck all of your hot juice off of my cock.”

Without being asked twice, Sara spun around and straddled the chair as she grabbed onto his engorged flesh and started sucking on him like she was a starving woman. He heard her moans of pleasure as she tasted herself on him, and he gentled his hands in her hair. Looking down at her, he wondered if he had ever seen a woman look more beautiful. He had often looked down at the women who were pleasuring him and thought they looked hot, sexy, or even erotic. But Sara looked different. The word beautiful didn’t even quite do her justice.

Sara had been sucking him off for only moments, and he was ready to explode. “Oh, baby. Yes. Suck it!” He fisted her hair and started slamming into her.

“Fuck yes, I’m gonna come, baby!” Throwing his head back he thrusted once more.

When he came, he was surprised by the intensity of it. If it was even possible he would swear it was even better than earlier that day. After he was finished and he had spilled everything he had into her, he picked her up and carried her listless body to the bedroom.

Lying down on top of the coverlet, he held her close to his side, cradling her against his body. He had surprised himself by doing it. He had never been the type to cuddle after sex.

But there was something different about Sara. She was so daring, yet so innocent. So provocative, yet so shy. She was a complete oxymoron when it came to her sexuality. Saying that she was complex was a major understatement, and he thought, no, he knew, that he would enjoy the hell out of getting to know her better.

She had already fallen asleep against his chest when he glanced over by the window and silently thanked God that he had seen her in that same window last night. She stirred against him for a moment, and he stroked a gentle hand down her back. He felt contended by the feel of her warm, soft body against the hard angles of his masculine one. “Shh. Sleep now, honey.” He watched her drift back into slumber as he realized that he could get real used to the feel of her body lying against his, sated after some mind-blowing sex.

Chapter Four

Mitch woke up to his stomach growling. Sara still slept soundly against his shoulder. Shifting her quietly away from him, he rose from the bed. He looked at the time and was surprised to see that it had only been an hour since they had gone to sleep.

Mitch walked into the kitchen where the Chinese food bags were. Surprisingly, the food was still warm. What were these Chinese food containers made of, he wondered, that they managed to keep food warm for so long. He grabbed three of the boxes out of the bag along with some chopsticks.

Reaching into the refrigerator, he pulled out two bottles of water. Running out of hands to carry anymore, he placed the Chopsticks between his teeth. Mitch walked into the bedroom and had to stop himself from dropping everything he carried.

Sara lay there. Curled in a small ball with the moonlight streaming through the window. She looked like an absolute angel. No, angel didn’t do her justice. One thing was for certain, though, he had never seen anything so, he had wanted to say beautiful again, but it also still didn’t do her justice. He fought the strange sensation that ripped through his gut. What was it about her that fascinated him? What was it that made him want her with such depths of passion that he could think of nothing else?