Chapter 76 – Mitchell #2
Her chest rises and falls as her breathing picks up, I can feel her legs trembling around my head and I know she’s getting closer to her peak.
Spearing my tongue inside her, I use my nose to rub against her clit.
The new angle gives me the perfect view of her skin glistening with a light sheen of sweat, her lips part and brows furrow as she gets even closer to her edge.
I replace my tongue with a finger, slowly inserting it deep inside her and her walls immediately clench down tightly, giving me a vivid image of how it would feel around my cock.
“Mitch-oh,” she gasps out as I slip a second digit in, adjusting my angle until I feel the spongey spot inside her and suck down hard over her clit.
“Oh God, yes. Yes.” She throws a hand over her mouth, silencing her scream as she clamps her thighs around my head, her muscles locking tight.
Not giving her a chance to come down from her high, I stand, forcing her legs to open again as I grip my dick and line it up with her centre.
Feeling me, her eyes open and the second they latch onto me, I surge forward in one long, deep thrust. Once inside, I pause, feeling her walls fluttering around my length, needing a second to get myself together so I don’t come like an idiot.
Withdrawing slowly, I feel every inch of her against my shaft and we both groan. I stop when I’m almost completely out and look down, watching as my cock disappears back inside her as I slam my hips against hers, ignoring the sound of the dresser hitting the wall.
Wanting to feel her skin against mine, I rip my shirt over my head and throw it, then I grip the collar of hers and tear it in two, leaning down and licking a path up between her breasts.
Her jaw drops and I get the distinct impression she loves when I rip her clothes off when she wraps her legs around me again and pulls me closer. “Fuck, that’s hot,” she whispers.
Running my hands down her thighs, I place my arms under her knees and let them slide down to my elbows as I run my hands back up her body, tilting her hips up and changing the angle my cock hits.
She screams out and bites down on my shoulder to muffle the sound. Gritting my teeth, I pick up my pace, thrusting brutally into her to prolong her pleasure until her muscles lock so tightly around me I can’t pull out anymore, triggering my own orgasm.
Neither of us move, panting for breath with our arms wrapped tightly around one another.
We’re a sweaty mess. Her hair is tangled and sticking to her face and her clothes are in tatters, barely hanging onto her body from where I’ve ripped them.
But fuck is she stunning with that dazed look in her eyes and her completely unencumbered smile.
“Let’s get you cleaned up,” I finally say when I’ve managed to catch my breath, lifting her back into my arms and stepping back from the dresser without unseating my cock from her core.
Her walls twitch around me with each step but I pause when she suddenly lets out a startled laugh. Looking down at her, I see her eyes are fixed behind me and I look back to see the giant crack in the wall behind the dresser.
“Well, it’s a good thing we’re planning on knocking that wall down,” she muses and looking at it gives me an overwhelming sense of satisfaction.
Fuck, I want to do that again.
By the time I make it to the bathroom, my cock is hard as steel again, and I set her down on the counter, groaning when I slowly withdraw my cock.
“Stay,” I grunt out, kissing her for good measure before I turn the shower on. As the water heats up, I pull the remnants of her clothes away from her body and toss them in the bin.
“You totally owe me a new pair of pyjamas.” She pouts but her lips twitch and she rubs her thighs together. The action causes my eyes to latch onto the come oozing from her centre and my dick throbs painfully at the sight. Fuck, I forgot to grab a condom.
“I’ll buy you a dozen of them.” And probably rip them off her too.
With her in my arms, I step under the shower’s spray and set her back on her feet before I gently turn her, so her back is against my front.
“Lean forward. Hands on the wall.” I grind my dick against her arse, one hand on her hip, the other on her back pressing against her spine as she goes. “Beautiful.”
What a view. She looks over her shoulder and holds my eye as she exaggeratively places both hands against the tiles and arches her spine, putting her arse out on display for me.
I watch the water rinse away the remnants of my come from the inside of her tighs before I grip my dick, and tap the inside of her ankles with my foot, causing her to widen her stance, and thrust inside her.
Unlike before, I don't pause, don't give her a chance to adjust. The thought of taking her bear again, the possibility she could fall pregnant, too much.
I set a brutal pace, thrusting hard and fast. “Hands,” I remind her when they slip and place mine over her stomach, imagining it swelling with my child.
Her walls flutter around my dick and I run my hands up her stomach, over her breasts and onto her shoulders, gripping her firmly so I can drive my cock hard and deep inside her without worrying about her hitting her head.
The sound of my balls slapping against her skin and her desperate moans quickly fill the bathroom. She rises up onto her toes, throwing her head back and closing her eyes as the water cascades down her hair and back.
My calves and abs start to burn with the effort to maintain this back, but I don’t slow down and she reaches back, her nails biting into my arse.
“Come for me,” I whisper into her ear, one hand dropping down to pinch her clit. “Come for me, Bonnie.”
She does and I grip her jaw, tilting her head back enough that I can thrust my tongue into her mouth over her shoulder as I spill my release deep inside her for a second time.
I immediately pull out and drop to my knees, ignoring the small bite of pain it sends through my body as I pull her cheeks apart and lick the come dripping down her the inside of her thighs, shoving it back inside her.
Her hand comes down and grips my head, holding me in place as she grinds herself down on my tongue, riding my face into another orgasm.
Fuck, that is single-handedly the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.
I catch her as she collapses, pulling her into my lap and rest my back against the cool tile. “I don’t think I can stand,” she laughs out. I hum my agreement and tighten my arms around her, content to stay like this forever.
A knock on the door has me lazily opening my eyes and turning my head in that direction. “You guys done? There’s only so much we can do to keep everyone distracted and downstairs. Your breakfast is cold by the way, family went ahead and ate without you.”
I smile at Charlie’s words. Family. An odd concept for someone who was never close to my own for no fault of theirs. I just…didn’t know how to connect with them anymore than they knew how to connect with me and we grew apart, until they died of old age having had me later on in life.
“I’m gonna need that shower after you guys,” Jace adds, the smile evident in his voice.
“Seriously dude, what did you do to her?” Charlie groans and I smirk when Bonnie looks up at me, biting down on her lips.
“Whatever it was, I’m gonna need you to do it to me when I’m healed,” he tells Charlie, their voices growing slightly distant as they step away from the door. “Hurry up!”
“We’re coming!” Bonnie calls back, laughing as she reaches a hand up and switches the water off.
“Yeah, we heard!”