Then her hands reached up and touched his neck, the skin feeling hot under her fingers and that seemed to flip a switch. Mitch groaned and picked her up, pressing his body against her as he spun them both around so her back was against the wall and his body was pressing against her chest. The feeling of helplessness made her feel soft and feminine, she pressed herself more firmly against him, feeling more of him at this height with her hips pressed against his and she wiggled, gasping as she found that her core was in exactly the right place against his erection. She experimented again and almost groaned as her movements created a friction in exactly the right place.
Mitch moved from her mouth to her neck, his hands diving under her shirt and finding her breast, all the while Claire continued to move against him, mindless now as she drove harder against his body. When his strong fingers found her nipple, her body flew apart and she cried out as she pressed against him, moving just for herself as she her orgasm took over her body, her fingers gripping his hair, holding him exactly where she wanted him to stay.
Mitch watched as this woman, his woman, climaxed in his arms fully dressed. Fascinated and more turned on than he’d ever been in his life, he shook his head, trying to re-gain control of his body. All he wanted to do right at the moment was to tear off his close, strip her naked and dive into her soft flesh to find his own release. But he wanted this to be incredible for Claire. She’d given him her trust and he wasn’t going to lose it simply because he was so hot for her.
He put his hands on her bottom and held her against him as he carried her over to the bed. Placing her gently against the soft comforter, he looked down at this vixen who had driven him crazy for so long. He had her exactly where he wanted her he thought and stood up to pull his shirt off.
Claire sat up and watched in fascination as those muscles were finally revealed to her. She loved seeing the magnificent muscles, bulging from his arms, shoulders, chest…everywhere. And when he came down to her again, his massive arms holding him above her as he waited for her to look her fill, she was too tempted to touch, her fingers reaching up and sliding against the lightly rough surface.
Mitch shuddered at her first touch and Claire loved feeling it ripple through his body and up to her fingers. She moved her hand around, trying to get that reaction once again. When her hand moved down his chest to his stomach, Mitch chuckled and grabbed her hand, shaking his head and pinning her arm over her head. “Too soon,” he growled and bent his head to nibble along her neck, his teeth pulling her sweater out of the way to reveal more of her skin.
“Must come off,” he said and his hands whipped the red sweater over her head, then froze as he looked at her red lace bra she was wearing, the lace tantalizing as he looked at her breasts, her nipples teasing him through the delicate material.
His head bent to kiss the tops of her breast while his hand reached behind her and snapped open the closure. Within moments, he had her bra off and tossed behind him and Claire gasped as his mouth covered her nipple, sucking and teasing, her fingers diving into his hair and holding on as her back arched up to his mouth in reaction.
Mitch took what was offered but couldn’t hold back any longer. Within moments, he was off the bed and pulling her slacks off, tossing his own possibly in the same place her sweater and bra had landed. He didn’t know and didn’t care. As he looked down at her body, completely naked to his gaze, he felt as if he were about to explode with the need to possess this tiny woman.
“I’m sorry, Claire,” he groaned as he bent down over her one more time. “I can’t wait any longer.” He quickly tore open a condom and moved back to her warm, welcoming body.
Claire’s body was already opening for him, desperate to feel him inside her and her welcoming arms pulled him closer, her body rising to meet his. She was just as desperate as he was and needed something to end this horrible ache inside of her. “Please don’t wait!” she said, then gasped when she felt him at her opening. Her eyes widened as he entered her, slowly, filling her up and she bit her lip as her hips adjusted to take in his size.
“Just relax, baby. You can take me, I promise.” He eased back a bit, then forward, grinding his teeth as he felt her slick body take him into her. When he felt the barrier, proving that she was indeed a virgin, he bent his head, unsure of how to proceed.
“Please!” Claire gasped. “I’m okay. Just go ahead.”
Mitch looked down at her, wondering how someone so gorgeous, so incredibly sexy, could have remained a virgin for so long. At this point though, he wasn’t going to think about it for too long. He needed all of her and with a grimace, he pushed past the barrier and buried himself fully inside her heat, then waited for her to recover.
Claire felt the resistance but was so desperate, that once the pop was completed, she him to finish the job. But when he simply stayed there, still, not moving at all, she wanted to hit him. “Mitch, please don’t stop!” and when he only looked down at her with a worried expression, she really did punch him, but very lightly. Not that anything she did to this giant of a man would hurt him physically. In fact, his reaction to her punch was a loud bark of laughter, followed by her hands being grasped by one of his own and raised over her head.
Claire didn’t care how he proceeded though. Wrapping her legs around his waist, she moved with him, but more for herself, moving to ease the building ache, the fire that was consuming her. The faster he moved, the higher the fire built until it exploded all around her, her body clinging to his as the world spun out of control.
Mitch watched her climax for all of two seconds before her body pulled him into his own. Pulling her close, he captured her scream in his own mouth, covering hers as they both climaxed.
Chapter 8
Claire sighed, feeling wonderfully content and warm and she snuggled into that warmth, pressing against the heat behind her and smiling happily. There was a hazy sun coming through the lace covered curtains and a warmth on her back that was unusually nice, she thought. As her mind shifted from sleep to consciousness, the events of the previous night slowly came back to her. She realized the warmth was Mitch and the heat was his body while his arm was wrapped around her waist, his other arm was her pillow.
A heavy hand came around to her stomach, pulling her more tightly against that warmth. “Keep that up and you’re going to wake up a lot faster,” he growled into her ear, then proceeded to bite her ear lobe while his hand moved up to cup her breast.