Page 37 of Canadian Harvest


Font Size:  

“Did I, uh, upset you?” My palms are sweaty as I grasp on to the headboard for dear life. I’m not going to let go of it. I’m not going to give him another reason to be disappointed in me.

“You’ve done a lot of things, sweetheart, but upsetting me isn’t one of them.”

He lowers his head back down and sucks my aching nub into his mouth, showing it no mercy as he thrusts his fingers back into me.

I don’t know what happened a moment ago, but whatever it was, I’m no longer sorry for it.

18

MITCH

Sir.

I’ve never had that title used for me, never thought of using it myself, but holy hell, did I like it.

The sound of that word coming from her lips stirred something up in me, and now I’m on a mission to give her the best experience of her life.

There’s no doubt that she’s mine after this.

I devour her like a man on a mission. My only purpose in life right now is to wring this orgasm from her. I know she’s on the edge. Her breaths are shallow pants. Her hips move in time with my fingers and my tongue. Her thighs are pressing against my head so tightly I can hear my heartbeat in my ears, but I don’t care. I will die a happy man just like this if it means I get to give her the biggest orgasm she’s ever had right here. Right now.

“Mitch!” she yells as she flies over the edge, her body taut as her chest rises toward to the ceiling.

I don’t let go. I clamp onto her thigh tighter, pressing on her stomach with one hand as I suck her bud harder, pump her faster. She’s not forming words as she rides out her high, her tight channel squeezing the fuck out of my fingers. I can’t wait until it’s my cock filling her up. Feeling her spasm around me.

As soon as she melts lifelessly into the bed beneath her, I let her go, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand as I crawl up her body.

I unravel her hands from the headboard, giving them a quick massage with my thumbs. They must be cramping, but she didn’t complain, didn’t even flinch to take them off from their posts.

“You come so beautifully, Rachel,” I whisper, lowering her arms to her sides. “Do you think you can do it again?”

She opens her eyes, a lazy smile on her face. “Is that a challenge, Mr. Brandt?”

Fuck me. Sir and Mr. Brandt in one night? What is she doing to me?

“Oh, I think it’s a challenge you’ll gladly accept.”

“On one condition,” she says in a sleepy voice.

“Oh, yeah, what’s that?”

“I get to touch you this time.”

I smirk. “I think that can be arranged.”

I reach into the back pocket of my jeans, pulling out a condom from my wallet.

I look up at Rachel, who is biting her lip, eyebrow arched.

“I didn’t plan this, if that’s what you’re thinking,” I say, standing and dropping my pants and boxers to the ground. Whatever she was going to say is lost on her tongue as she takes me in.

Her eyes widen as she watches me rip the foil and roll the condom over my hard length. I’m not a small guy, I know this, but the way she’s looking at me right now has me absolutely throbbing. It’s a mix of excitement and trepidation, and I love it.

Stalking up her body, I let her take me in as I hover over her. The pads of her fingertips brush over my chest and my abs. She traces lower and lower but doesn’t go for what she really wants.

“I’ve touched every part of you, Rachel. You can touch me.” I keep my voice low, not wanting to make her shy away from taking what she wants.

Her hands brush my sides and my back, sinking lower as she grasps my ass in her palms and squeezes.

Source: www.allfreenovel.com