she fucked her harder, faster….or was he the one doing the fucking? Mitchell did not care. All he knew was that at that moment he was balls deep inside the woman of his dreams, the woman he would one day make his wife, the woman who would bear his children.
“ Baby, I love you!” she screamed as she felt his cock spasm inside her, depositing gallons of his cum inside her waiting pussy. The force of his pulsating cock made her own pussy get wetter as she succumbed to her own powerful orgasm ripping through her. She leaned against his shoulder as he slowly pushed himself in and out of her slowly as his cock gradually grew limp. “Babe…” she moaned as she felt his cock slipping out of her drained pussy. She felt hot liquid drain out of her as she collapsed on the seat. He lay next to her in a spooning position and held her close.
She felt him drifting off to sleep as he mumbled his love for her, slowly kissing her at the back of the neck. She took a deep long breath as she settled into his arms. What was she going to do? She felt more confused than a fat kid with cake. She slowly turned so as not to wake Mitchell and faced him. Her hand slowly cupped her face and caressed his perfect facial features.
“You really going to screw this up, Tasha you stupid, stupid girl,” she thought as she looked at him. She ran her fingers through his dark hair and planted a kiss on his forehead.
“ I love you so much Mitchell,” she said in a low voice. She didn’t care whether he was awake or not, whether he heard her or not. “If only you knew just how much you meant to me,” she said again still looking at him. She did not know what exactly she was expected to do after this. All she wanted was have a long chat with Rita, just get all these off her chest. She planted a kiss on his forehead and was surprised when Mitchell wrapped an arm around her. “You awake,” she said in a whisper. Her thigh moved closer to his crotch. She smiled up at him. “And I think someone is ready for round two,” she said giving him a long kiss.
“ What has gotten into you today?” he asked as she kissed him down his abs, getting dangerously close to his navel. She looked up at him as her body hovered over him, her hardening nipples brushing against his skin.
“ Is me being horny a problem for you, Mitchell Schmidt?” she asked looking at him. “Can’t you handle it?” she asked again as she went down on him. Mitchell felt himself suddenly get harder. He pulled her up and flipped her over so that she was under him. He looked down at her and smiled as he aligned his cock with her pussy. Whether she had said yes or no did not matter. She was doing an excellent job of making it up to him and he was loving every minute of it.
Chapter 4
When Natasha’s eyelids fluttered open on Thursday morning, she sighed and rolled over to the other side of the bed.
“ Why isn’t today a holiday or a weekend?” she wondered as she stared out her apartment window. Today would mark the sixth day, almost a week since Mitchell dropped the proposal bombshell on her, and ever since that day, avoiding him was at the top of her to-do list.
The first two days were easy since Mitchell had a closed door meeting with investors but the rest of the week had simply been brutal. When she wasn’t ducking under her desk, she was busy leaving the office early just so she would not have to face him. She hated herself for doing this. She actually didn’t remember the last time she felt so guilty. The thought of looking into Mitchell’s brown eyes, seeing the pain on his face and knowing that she was the one who had caused it was just too much for her.
Her phone suddenly buzzed loudly, the loud ringing piercing the silence that had been prominently present in her room. Without even looking at her phone, she knew it was him. She reached over to the bedside table and picked it up before taking a long deep breath.
Where you at? I miss you. Nowadays finding an honest