Yes, Mr. Mitchell: (Mr. Mitchell Book One)

by Luxx Monroe

  “You got it, ladies.”

  A few minutes later, with a shot in each hand, Lexi’s new interest made a toast to new friends, and we took our shots, gulping them down in one swig. The feeling of the warm liquid filling my insides did a number on me, and before I could help it, I was coughing and choking my way to the bathroom.

  “We’ll be right back,” Lexi said quickly, but I shooed her away, indicating that I was fine and that she should stay with her new boy toy. I didn’t need my inexperience to hinder her ability to enjoy her night.

  I had finally caught my breath by the time I rounded the corner to the bathroom, but just when I thought I was going to live through that shot of whisky, I ran right into a chest that felt almost like a brick wall.

  “Oh,” I said as I stumbled backwards, almost falling straight on my ass, but a hand reached out and grabbed me just before I completely lost my footing.

  “Shit, are you okay?” a deep voice asked me, sending chills down my spine.

  I found my balance again, but almost slipped back because of my freakishly high heels, and thought I was going down for sure.

  My new stranger wrapped one of his arms around my waist and helped me steady myself, but I wasn’t prepared for the moment that was about to happen. I was about to get a glimpse of my stranger’s face. “Whoa there. Here, take my arm.”

  When I looked up and met the most gorgeous green eyes I’d ever seen, I wasn’t worried about my balance anymore. I was worried about the man holding me. His dark hair, perfect, short beard, and playful smirk had my body doing things I didn’t know were possible.

  “Thank you. These damn heels are the devil.” I knew my voice was all breathy and wispy, but I couldn’t control the way my body was reacting to the man who was only a mere inch away from me.

  Mr. Green Eyes pulled away and looked me up and down, pausing for a few extra seconds at my cleavage that was spilling over. “I wouldn’t be worried about your shoes.”

  Flirting. He was flirting with me. I mentally thanked Lexi for talking me into wearing her skintight red dress, and pushed my chest out a little for good measure. I liked being looked at like I was a piece of meat, and I’d never had a guy, especially as hot as this one, flirt with me so openly.

  “Right,” was all I could think to say, and I kicked myself for not being more open to the dating scene. He was going to figure me out quickly, know that I was a fraud in someone else’s clothes.

  His chuckle sent a fire through me, and I made a rash decision that exact moment because I knew I’d found my man. I didn’t care where, I didn’t care how, but this man was going to be my one-night stand. A feeling of giddiness took over, and I hoped that I could live up to my outfit.

  “Would you like to dance?” he asked in a playful voice.

  Looking back up into my stranger’s eyes, I said what any sane person would have said. “Yes.”

  When his hand intertwined with mine, I let the whisky running through my veins take over, and I let myself go. I could be Simone, the sexy twenty-two-year-old. At least that’s who I was tonight, or so said my new driver’s license. I was someone else, someone experienced and looking for a good time.

  I felt excitement and knew now why girls put themselves out there. The unknown, the feeling that you had no idea what was going to happen was like a high I’d never known.

  The dance floor was packed, and women had on outfits that made mine look almost modest. Almost, that is, because I had one thing going for me. A young, huge, bouncy rack. I knew my stranger noticed my assets because I caught him looking down at my girls more than once. I usually would have rolled my eyes and been turned off, but at that moment, Simone didn’t care one bit. In fact, it turned her on. All I could think about was his mouth on my inexperienced nipples, kissing and biting them, sending me off to my first orgasm. I couldn’t wait.

  “You’re gorgeous,” was all he whispered into my ear when we started to sway to the music, and I was putty in his hands.

  I didn’t say much, but I also didn’t stop him when he slid his hand around my waist and pressed me up against his body, showing me he liked what he was seeing.

  Power radiated off my body, and I let the new Nicole—Simone—take over. I leaned closer into him, pushing my body against his impressive length.

  “You’re dangerous, aren’t you?”

  I laughed and turned around so my back was to him. He slowly slid his hands down my torso, stopping at the hem of my dress. I pressed myself against his body, moving up and down, creating friction that was obviously exciting him even more.

  “If you don’t stop grinding on me, this is likely going to end right here in the nightclub.”

  I let out a small moan when his fingers inched their way up my skirt, not caring who noticed us or what we were about to do right there on the dance floor.

  When his fingers brushed against my panties, I knew that if I kept this going, I was probably only minutes away from actually losing my virginity. Maybe not right there on the dance floor, but if I wanted to I knew I could convince him to go into a back room with me.

  Was this really how I wanted to lose the one thing I’d held as such a prize all through high school? I didn’t even know my stranger’s name.

  I quickly turned around and was reminded how good looking this man was. I sucked in my breath when I looked into his emerald eyes, and I realized this was as good a time as ever. “What’s your name?”

  His low chuckle threw me off guard, but when he leaned forward and whispered, “Garren,” in my ear, I was over any doubt I’d just had.

  I smiled and leaned forward, placing my hips against his pelvis, feeling his erection pressed against my stomach.

  “I’m Simone,” I breathed against his neck and jumped a little when he cupped my ass with his massive hands, squeezing it tightly.

  He reached one of his hands up to my neck and brushed my long blonde hair over my shoulder. I hardly ever wore my hair down, but tonight I’m glad I did. I could tell he liked it, weaving his hands through the strands as he moved it away from my face.

  I wasn’t sure what he was doing until he brought his lips down on my neck, lightly breathing on my skin, and then he gently placed a trail of kisses up to my ear. “I don’t think I’ve ever wanted someone as much in my life as I want you right now. I think you’ve casted some kind of spell on me, Simone.”

  I smiled at his words and leaned into his touch. I decided I liked being sweet-talked. “I think you’re the one who’s casting the spells.”

  I could hear his breath hitch, and when I felt his grip tighten around me, I knew I needed to kiss him. I wanted to, just like he said earlier, more than anything I’ve ever wanted.

  “Kiss me,” I breathed, and just as I finished the last word, his lips were on mine, and I was taken to a new place. A place called ecstasy, because holy shit, did this guy know how to kiss.

  He brought his other hand up to my neck and intertwined his fingers into my hair, pulling it slightly, which made me feel crazy. I playfully bit down on his lip, making it tug up in a smile. “You like it rough?” he taunted as he pulled back and gave me a devilish smile.

  I didn’t know what to say, but I caught someone looking at me, waving their hand discreetly in the air. Lexi. She was on the dance floor with our shot man, and she gave me the thumbs up, obviously pleased with my new find. I smiled brightly and wiggled my eyebrows, and then looked back at Garren.

  Being Simone was fun, but I was ready to get our little party started.

  Garren grabbed my hand when I turned away from him, probably because he thought I was leaving him, but he was so far from the truth. I pulled him along with me, which made him finally understand my intentions.

  Neither one of us said a word while we made our way past the bathrooms in search of a more private area so we could continue to explore our new lust for each other. I knew if I did go all the way that he would find out I was a virgin, but I hoped that wouldn’t be an issue.

  Ch
apter Three

  Garren

  Hooking up in a nightclub was so cliché, but the leggy blonde in front of me had me wanting to break all of my normal rules for just one night so I could bend her over any object I could find in the next thirty-seconds. Yeah, casual hookups were fun, but I had specific ways of handling them. I never had them in a public place. I had to admit, though, that I was fucking intrigued.

  I followed Simone into a dark room and shut the door behind us. I had no idea where we were as it was the first time I’d set foot in Club 21. I had barely returned to the area, and I needed to let a little steam off before starting my new job. I knew once the school year started I wouldn’t be able to go out as much, but I also knew I needed a good fuck to get me ready for the next few weeks.

  I’m sure being a young professor was going to have its perks, but I never mixed business with pleasure, so it was my decision to travel an hour away from campus with a few friends just to make sure I didn’t run into any potential students. And boy, did I find a prize. Simone was something, and I knew I was about to claim her as mine.

  “Lights on?” I saw her head shake, which wasn’t going to work for me. “I want to see you when I make you come.”

  I reached behind me and found the light. I could see Simone’s surprised expression when we looked around and found out we were in some kind of storage room. It was perfect, because against the wall was a small desk, just big enough for me to fuck her on.

  I looked down again at her impressive rack and thanked the sex gods for having us bump into each other. I couldn’t wait any longer; I needed to be inside of this girl.

  “Come here,” I said and motioned for Simone to come my way. She looked almost hesitant, but I was already in the zone. I knew she wanted me.

  A few seconds later, Simone gave in and inched her way to me. “I’ve never had sex in a nightclub before,” she whispered as she wrapped her arms around my neck.

  I smirked at her and almost told her it’d been a while for me, too, but I decided that we’d talked enough. I grabbed her around her waist and brought her mouth to mine. She was absolutely perfect and tasted like whisky. “You taste so damn dangerous, but I bet you feel fucking amazing when I’m deep inside you.”

  The moan I received let me know we were on our way. I placed my knee in between her legs and spread them apart. I inched my hands down to the hem of her dress and pulled the soft red material over her tight ass.

  After giving her a hard squeeze, I reached up and pulled down both of the straps on her dress. I didn’t need her completely undressed, but I did need to see her huge tits. I needed to taste them.

  “You have a great rack,” I grunted and leaned over, sucking one of her fat nipples into my mouth.

  Her head leaned back, which gave me more access to my new fun toys, but I only made myself want to fuck her more, which I didn’t think was possible.

  “Over to the desk,” I said, more demanding than I intended, but I was done waiting.

  Simone didn’t say a word as I followed her to the small desk in the corner. I’d made sure to lock the door, so I knew we wouldn’t be interrupted.

  Simone turned around and looked at me straight in the eyes. I had never seen a more beautiful pair of crystal-blue eyes before. This girl was gorgeous, and I knew she was going to look even better when my dick was buried deep inside her.

  Simone looked like she wanted me just as much as I wanted her. I loved random hookups, the unknown. I knew I was never going to be the marrying type, and I was okay with that because moments like this one made it all worth it.

  Simone reached forward and started to unbuckle my pants. My eager cock was ready to come out and play.

  When she finally pulled out my hardened length, I could feel pre-cum drip down the side, and I decided it was time.

  I lifted her by the waist and sat her roughly on the desk behind us. Her panties were no match for my desire, and the sound of ripping fabric confirmed what was about to happen.

  Simone spread her legs for me, showing me a glimpse of her perfect pink lips. Her shaved pussy looked so damn good that I almost blew my load just looking at her. I wanted to taste it, to suck all of her sweet juices into my mouth, but we didn’t have time for that.

  “Hold on, sweetheart.” I grabbed my aching dick and rubbed him along her entrance, coating him with her slick moisture.

  “Yes, God, I’m so glad I ran into you.”

  I chuckled at her words, but when I lined my dick up to her eager pussy, I didn’t waste a second and slid my cock deep into her. Only, it stopped before I made it completely in.

  “What the fuck?” I asked and looked back to her. “You’re a virgin?”

  I felt the thin sheath of skin pop, and I knew it was too late. Simone wrapped her legs around my waist and pulled me closer, indicating she didn’t want me to stop.

  “Please, I want this.”

  I looked into her eyes, making sure she wasn’t completely wasted. I also realized I was being very careless and had forgotten a damn condom.

  “Shit, Simone. You’re a virgin? Are you on the pill?”

  I didn’t hear or see a response, but I knew I needed to do the right thing. I pulled out and noticed the blood that was trickling down my cock. Virgin blood. I knew it was wrong of me, but it was such a huge fucking turn on that at that moment, there was no turning back.

  “Garren, please. I’ve wanted this for so long. I just didn’t know how much until now.”

  I knew I wasn’t the greatest guy, I knew I had my flaws, and at that moment I knew I was going straight to hell, but I didn’t give a flying fuck.

  I reached down, retrieved my wallet from my back pocket, and pulled out a condom. The last thing I needed was to knock this girl up while taking her virginity.

  “You should have told me,” I said in a stern voice, but I knew I couldn’t back away now. I had already broken her barrier. I looked at her and somehow finally noticed how young she looked. “God, please tell me you’re old enough.”

  “I am, I promise. I know I should have said something, but I do want this.”

  I slipped on my rubber and gently eased my way back into her entrance. She was so wet, and I used some of her sweet juices to coat my cock so he would go in easier. She was also too tight, so damn tight, that I knew I wasn’t going to last long. I also knew that I wasn’t the type of guy that should be taking something like this from a woman, hell, a girl. I could only give her tonight, and I hoped she knew that.

  “Fuck, you’re so damn tight.” I tried not to thrust too hard into her, but I couldn’t help myself, and I pushed inside her in one swift movement. “Tell me if it’s too rough, but shit, I can’t stop myself. You feel so good.” And she did. Even through the condom she felt amazing.

  “It hurt a little at first, but now it feels so good. God, this feels good.”

  That was all I needed to lose it completely. I grabbed one of her legs and lifted it onto my shoulder. The new position let me push in deeper, and when I reached forward to push her down on the table, her huge tits were calling my name. I grabbed her hard and started to tug and pull on her taut nipple.

  My dick was so thick and hard I couldn’t imagine that this wasn’t hurting her. That turned me on even more, for some sick reason. I had never popped someone’s cherry, and I didn’t know how much I was going to love it.

  Deciding that I needed to make sure she came with me, I reached down to find her swollen clit. I had to place my other hand over her mouth to keep her quiet. I loved screamers, but I usually wasn’t in such a public place.

  “You’re going to get us caught,” I whispered, but had to close my mouth because I was so damn close to coming that I almost felt like hollering. “I’m close. Let go.”

  A few last deep thrusts and a rough pinch to her delicate spot had us both convulsing and slurring incoherent words. Her tight walls milked all of my cum out, and it felt like I was going to blow right through the condom.

  When I finall
y came off my high, I pulled out and removed the thin piece of rubber from my dick. I hated condoms, but I hated the thought of being a father more. After having such a deadbeat dad, the thought of actually having kids one day terrified me. It just wasn’t for me. That’s why I’d made a deal with my teenage self that I would never go bare. Never.

  I pulled up my pants and readjusted myself. I could still see the small stains of blood on me from Simone’s cherry.

  “That was amazing. Thank you for not stopping; you have no idea how much I needed this.”

  I looked over at the beautiful girl standing next to me, and I knew it was time to say goodbye. Because that’s what I did. I fucked, then left.

  “Anytime. Like you said earlier, it was so nice bumping into you.”

  I led her to the door, and I could see we had a mutual understanding. No awkward I’ll call you or text me sometimes. Just an honest to God good fuck and we’ll be on our way. However, a moment of sadness, something I’d never experienced, almost had me asking for her number. I wanted that pussy again and those tits. Damn. But I didn’t. I stuck to my rules.

  Our moment was completely ruined when I opened the door and came face to face with my date.

  Chapter Four

  Nicole

  I’m sure I had a look of complete shock on my face when I almost ran right into a beautiful brunette standing outside the door from which Garren and I were just exiting.

  “I couldn’t find you. I’m ready to get out of here,” was all I heard when I felt the color drain from my face.

  “Sarah, just give me a second,” was all I heard out of Garren’s mouth before I couldn’t take anymore. This asshole was on a date? He left his date so he could fuck some random blonde virgin in a supply room? I was a fucking idiot, but dammit, what did I expect?

  Sure he’d given me one hell of an orgasm and finally took my virginity, but I still felt like an idiot and decided the night was over.