His moan was her reward. “As long as you’re willing to take the consequences if you stay too long.”
This would be fun to see who could last longer—Mitch or Old Faithful.
Chapter Eighteen
Lisa crawled to the end of the bed, her mind racing as she tried to decide how she wanted to seduce Mitch Dawes. Removing shoes wasn’t sexy and was a difficult chore as well. Since she was in charge, she decided to take advantage of it. “Take off your boots for me.”
He didn’t move. His mouth worked right and left. “What do I get in return?”
Did everything have to be a contest? With Mitch it just might. “I’ll lower one strap on my bra.” She tilted her head to the side attempting to look coy.
“Deal.”
Yes! He was such a good sport. He took off his boots and socks then set them next to his suitcase. “Come here.” She motioned with a crook of her finger.
“Uh-huh. You promised.” He nodded to her bra.
Crap. She’d forgotten. Slipping her finger under the strap she eased it off her shoulder. When the satin dropped, she found she couldn’t move her arm, so she slipped that side completely off. Fortunately, her tits held the bra in place.
In order to be able to remove his shirt, she had to get off the bed. When she stood in front of him, her face came to maybe his chest. It was so unfair to be short.
Because she wanted him naked, she unbuttoned his jeans, tugged, and popped open the fly. While he had on briefs, his hard cock was clearly outlined. “Oh, my.” She stared at his huge size. He believed that cock would fit in her ass? No way. She shook her head.
“Don’t worry. That’s what lube is for, but I’m going to be loving your pussy tonight, so you don’t need to fret.”
A brief sense of relief sped through her, though she hopefully would welcome his cock after he stretched her.
He tapped her head. “You need help?”
“No. I was just thinking.”
He chuckled. Damn him. He always seemed to be able to read her mind. Before she slipped the material over his head, she wanted to feel his skin under her fingertips, so she slid her hands up his chest and pressed on each rib, loving how his muscles sprang under her touch.
When she neared his shoulders, the material prevented her from exploring him further. Her finger returned to the hem of his heavy T-shirt and lifted it up. “You need to bend over.” His back expanded and contracted. “I heard that laugh.”
“Sorry.” Mitch stepped back and let her pull the shirt off over his arms.
When he stood up, she sighed. She’d almost forgotten how wonderful he looked without his clothes. “All those tennis swings sure have paid off.” She glanced down to his cock. “I need to get you out of those pants so I can touch him.”
He held up a hand. “But before you do, how about lowering the other strap?”
“Okay.”
Seeing the outline of his cock had messed with her thought process. Once more she slid the strap off her shoulder, and then threaded her arm through the loop. Her heavy breasts were a bit too much to keep the bra from slipping this time, so when she exhaled, the bra cups fell and exposed her nipples.
“Oh, darlin’.” He licked his lips and stepped toward her.
As long as she was mostly naked, she reached behind her, undid the hook and tossed off the bra. He’d seen her with nothing on before, so there was no need to be embarrassed. His gaze latched onto her nipples and they hardened under his scrutiny.
If she had any chance of sucking on his cock, she needed to get him completely undressed. As she closed the gap between them, he reached out and cupped her breasts. As much as she’d planned to pull down his pants, the way he was twisting her nipples, she didn’t want to move.
“That feels so good.”
“Darlin’, I’ve only just begun.” He let go to tug off his pants. He nodded to his briefs. “Your turn.”
“Then don’t distract me.” She slipped her thumbs under the elastic and had to lift the briefs toward her in order to ease them over his big cock. Once free, she slid them down his thighs and bent over inches from his cock. Instead of lowering his briefs all the way, she licked the head, making sure to drag her tongue through his salty slit.
He immediately grabbed her hair and pulled. “That one lick made him dangerously close to going off.”
Surely Mitch was exaggerating, but she appreciated him trying to boost her confidence. “Oh, yeah. Let’s see what this will do.”
Before he could step out of her reach, she cupped his balls and held them tight while she dragged her tongue from the base up to the tip before rimming the head. The rippled cap shook, and she was delighted to see a bit of pre-cum ooze out the top.
He hissed. “Careful.”
Oh, she’d be careful all right, but she had no intention of stopping until he jerked out of her reach. A desperate man would take her quick and hard, just the way she liked it. As she held his cock with one hand, she eased her mouth over his length. When she ran her tongue along the underside, the vein in front throbbed.
“Faster, darlin’.”
She obliged only because when she begged, she wanted him to do as she asked. Mitch was a sensitive writer and she could see he’d be a sensitive lover. Drawing him deeper into her mouth, she increased the suction and pumped her fist up and down his shaft. As soon as she swirled her tongue around his length, he stepped back.
“Enough. If you want to see any action tonight, I can’t let you touch me any more. I swear if I had a rope I’d tie you to that headboard to keep you from touching me.”
She laughed. “I’ll take a rain check.”
He cupped her face. “What did I do to deserve you?”
That was a first. She was the one who was awestruck. “Hmm. I don’t know. What have you done lately?” Besides surprise me by flying me to Yellowstone?
His eyes narrowed as he lifted his arm and pointed. “On the bed now.”
If he didn’t want her to completely remove his briefs that was fine by her. As she backed up, he stepped out of them. In a few strides, he reached the side table where he’d placed that big dildo and lube. In one tug, the fake cock popped out of its container. Fascinated, she watched as he extracted the huge item and placed it next to the bed.
“Dante told me you were on the pill. I’ve been tested, so are we good?”
“Yes.”
“How about getting on your elbows and knees? I can’t wait to play with your ass. Then I want to spend hours on the rest of your luscious body, loving you so long, you won’t remember anyone’s name but mine.”
“Are you saying I’m not allowed to think about Dante or Trevor?” She gave him her best pout, curious about his intentions.
He placed one knee on the bed. “Oh, no. The four of us are a team. You can dream about any or all of us. I just meant I want to be included.”
“That’s so sweet. I promise to picture you when I close my eyes.”
He crawled behind her and rubbed her rear. From the way he moaned with each press of her ass cheeks, he truly was in heaven. “You have the best ass.”
His confidence helped relax her. The bed shifted as he sat back on his haunches. Something lemony filled the air. “Is that the lube?”
“Yes. I thought you might like this scent.”
He actually thought about what she’d prefer? How nice was that? With his left hand he rubbed her rear while he dabbed the cold lube on her rear. She squeezed her cheeks. “It’s cold.”
“I’ll warm it up for you, darlin’.” He massaged the lube across her tight anus really fast and she almost laughed. “That hot enough for you?”
The warmth from his fingers had taken the chill away. “Yes.”
Around and around he went, narrowing the circumference until his slippery index finger dove into her back hole. While it didn’t hurt, it was a little embarrassing, even though he appeared to want to fuck her ass.
You’re the one who wants all three. Since she d
id understand the mechanics, she inhaled and relaxed her rear muscles.
“Good girl.” He slipped in another finger and the pressure increased.
Just as he began wiggling the fingers around and stretching her wide, he reached under her chest and rolled one of her nipples between his thumb and forefinger. The bliss made her forget all about what he was doing to her rear.
He pinched her nipple. Either it was the intense ache turning into so much glory that the streaks of pleasure raced down her body straight to her ass, or Mitch had hit a nerve that excited her. Dare she hope that she could get enjoyment from someone stroking her butt? Before she could decide, he removed his fingers.
“I want you to pay attention to what I’m doing to your fabulous tits while I seat this little dildo. You won’t even know it’s there.”
Surprisingly, she wasn’t frightened. This was Mitch, one of the most open men she knew and who would do everything to make her experience wonderful. More lube filled the air and soon a large piece of plastic pressed against her opening. Instinctively, she clenched.
He tapped her butt. “Uh-uh. None of that, darlin’.” He pressed on her nipple, but it wasn’t hard.
His chest leaned against her back. Not only did he flex his pecs, slightly tickling her back, but he twisted the hard cock into her ass as he tugged and teased first one nipple then the other. The combination had her so hot, she let out a groan. “That feels good.”
“Oh, yeah? I have a lot more in store for you that will blow your mind.”
Behind her closed lids, small sparks ignited. Mitch had a gentle yet commanding touch that spoke of confidence and control. He twisted the device in her ass and she thought he’d split her in two. Breathe. Taking tiny inhalations, she forced her mind toward the divine sensations radiating down her breasts.
Mitch’s hand slipped to her belly and stopped short of her pussy. “Mitch?”
He laughed. “Just seeing if you were paying attention.”
She held her breath, waiting for him to touch her cunt. “Hurry.”
“Doing my best, darlin’.”
With another twist and push of the dildo, he fully seated the object. Then as slowly as he drove it in, he pulled it out using a slight turn. Her breath caught. His hand slid straight to her clit as he pressed the fake cock in once more. This time, the expanding pressure seemed less intense and actually felt good.
“Ooh.” She wiggled her hips.
“You good?”
“Mmm.”
He moved his hands to her waist and turned her onto her back. “Now for something I’ve been dreaming of since I met you. How about holding onto those posts in the headboard while I have another dessert.”
She loved the way he could turn a phrase. Lifting her arms, she felt around for the posts and grabbed hold. The vulnerability seemed to alter her, and as he eased open her legs, she lifted her hips, in part to see if she could move in such a way so as not to feel the big cock in her ass.
“Uncomfortable?” His bottom lip stuck out a little.
“I’m good.”
He winked and dropped onto his belly between her legs. He grabbed hold of her inner thighs and spread them so wide, her ass pressed in on the cock. She gasped and he let up on the pressure. As soon as he swiped his tongue across her opening, she forgot all about the dildo—or mostly forgot about it.
He widened his own legs to keep her from drawing her legs together, which allowed him to reach up with both hands and cup her already tender breasts. His fingers went to work teasing and tormenting her sensitive nubs while his tongue sucked and licked her pussy. Each swipe brought her higher, blanking her mind to everything but Mitch Dawes. The man might be a master at words, but his talents went far beyond any tale he could spin. He flicked the tiny hood over her clit, setting her body on fire. When he punched his finger into her hole, her walls fluttered around his thick digit and waves of joy slammed into her. She couldn’t last, and she’d so wanted them to jump into paradise together their first time.
As if he could tell from her groans and moans that she was about to burst, he withdrew his hand and elbowed his way upward until his mouth captured hers. He cupped her face and kissed her with more passion than she thought possible. She was the one to open up and invite him in, and he took her up on the offer. Their tongues touched and did a love dance that was so sensual and erotic that her pussy leaked. She let go of the bars over her head in need of feeling his muscles. Her palms traveled halfway down his back when he nudged open her pussy lips with his cock.
Her eyes flew open.
“Hold onto the rails. We’re going for a ride.” Mitch nipped her bottom lip then trailed his kisses down her neck.
A moment later, his words registered and she lifted her arms over her head again. His cock nudged in an inch, and then reality struck. From what she could tell, the fake cock was only half the size of a real one, yet already she wasn’t sure she could handle two at one time.
“Inhale, darlin’. We’ll work through this together.”
The “together” part appealed to her. She did as he asked, and when he pressed in another inch, her pussy walls slickened from all the stretching and wedging, but somehow he fit. He ducked his head, and using his teeth, he pulled the already swollen nub between his teeth. Shards of ecstasy shot through her and radiated down to her pussy.
She arched her back and pressed her chest upward for more. Lisa finally had to admit that she loved the pleasure that resulted from the achy pain. “Suck harder.”
Keeping the nipple in his grasp, he managed to smile and lick the tip at the same time. Goose bumps shimmied down her arms. He let go of that nipple and jumped to the other one. While he did his best to drive her crazy by sucking with renewed intensity, he rubbed the first wet nipple as he drove into her.
His huge cock nearly ripped her in two. Despite the widening, shudders wracked her and heated her to the core. It was as if he’d rubbed the walls raw, and they were now swelling. The result was total chaos mixed with an extreme high. She pressed on her heels and lifted up only to be fucked harder. Her insides clenched, causing his mouth to open.
“Don’t do that, darlin’. Your pussy is so fucking tight.”
“That’s because of that dildo thingy.” He grinned. “I mean because your cock is so huge.”
He lifted his head and laughed then clamped down on her mouth and kissed her silly. She abandoned the posts and kneaded his shoulders and back, loving how each breath caused his muscles to bulge and ripple under her touch.
He reached under her back and slid a finger between her butt cheeks to press on the dildo. Oh. My. God. Blood zoomed through her veins. He hit a bundle of nerves so sensitive that she soared high. Close to bursting apart, she pumped her hips upward, and she was forced to break the kiss in order to gulp in more air.
Mitch pistoned into her three more times then dipped his head into her neck and let out a feral cry that she was sure everyone in the hotel could hear. When he leaned forward, his cock brushed her clit, and ignited her fuse. Her brain detached from her body as a pounding orgasm claimed her and dragged her to a peak as high as any in the Rockies. Her heart banged against her chest as she gasped for some control over her trembling belly and her nipples that had caught on fire.
His cock pulsed to the beat of his heart as he expelled his seed. After several minutes, his pulse slowed. She, however, remained on fire. Mitch slid his hands around her and flipped both of them over so that she was now resting on his chest. He tapped her rear.
“You were more amazing than even my creative mind could have imagined. Trevor better not throw another tantrum because I’m not letting you go.” He hugged her close and kissed her temple.
Every muscle melted against him, totally content and never wanting to move. She must have fallen asleep because he squeezed her butt and woke her
“Gotta shower. Remember?”
Her answer came out a groan. When his fingers moved to her waist and tickled her, she flew off hi
m and held up her hands. Too bad when she landed, the dildo rammed up her butt and a few dying sparks went off. She had to get rid of that thing. By now she had to be wide enough to accommodate him even though she wasn’t up for trying just yet.
She giggled on what little breath she had left. “I’m coming.”
“Again?”
She swatted his chest but missed. He could be so infuriating, yet very lovable, at times.
She wanted to think that all was right with the world, but she totally knew the hurdles in front of her were as high as Old Faithful. She jumped off the bed to follow Mitch into the bathroom. With each step more trepidation followed. Mitch was everything she wanted, but could he and Trevor ever completely mend their past?
Chapter Nineteen
The next day was amazing, though Mitch was the first to admit not as spectacular as the evening before. The sex blew his mind, and the shower afterward was sensual and loving. While Lisa wasn’t the first woman he’d had to stretch out, she seemed to enjoy it more than most. Never once did she complain. In fact, remembering her moans, as well as her divine pussy, had kept him hard all night.
The limousine wasn’t scheduled to pick them up until three and the flight wouldn’t take off until they arrived in Jackson. Because he wanted to show her several sights, he’d hired a driver to take them around to different parts of the park.
“Mitch. Look. It’s a moose.” She practically leaned out the open window. “I can’t believe I’m seeing one in person.”
Her enthusiasm and pure joy at seeing nature excited him. “I guess you don’t get to see a lot of those in downtown Denver.” He’d been wracking his brains trying to figure out a way to convince her to move to Intrigue.
She turned around and punched him. “Nope.”
He directed the driver to take them to Yellowstone’s lower falls. They wouldn’t have time to see much more. As they neared, the roar from the water reached them before they saw the spectacular sight.
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