Seduction: Book 3 (Strong Young Women Series) (16 page)

“No need for that,” Mitch said as he rose up and
came crashing down, flattening her against the bed. He took her hand and sucked the finger that she had dipped into her core. “Hmmm,” he said and popped it out of his mouth.

Shock held Evelyn immobile
. She squeaked as he licked his way down her body until he reached her mound. “Oh dear,” she cried out as he took a large swipe of her pussy already dripping with cum. The fire within Evelyn intensified. She really needed relief and fast. She held his head as he came again at her and pushed her butt up, meeting his mouth halfway. Evelyn gladly opened her legs wider when Mitch widened her legs and held her thighs apart.

This was definitely the last time she said to herself as she let go and crashed down from the high Mitch had taken her in a few short minutes. She groaned and brought her hands to cover her eyes.

“Look at me,” Mitch growled at her. His cock was at her entrance, begging to enter.

Evelyn dropped her hands at the command in his voice and unintentionally opened the legs she had closed. M
itch slipped in a fraction of his cock, sliding in and out, teasing her until she moaned and lifted her hands to hold onto his waist. He slowly sank in and they both groaned.

Oh no, Evelyn thought. Her body couldn’t handle his large member.
Had it been that huge last night? Mitch pulled out and slipped back in, deeper. At her whimper he groaned and lifted her legs up, over his arms.

So tight, Mitch grimaced hoping he wasn’t causing her any pain. For the life of him, he couldn’t pull out. He needed to move, and start pumping into her. He moved again and she tigtened around him. “Evelyn baby, I can’t wait.” Mitch lifted her butt higher and started moving in and out of her. His knees took root on the bed as he pulled her towards his waiting cock. Mitch pulled back
and came to meet her each time he pulled her towards him.

She was a spitfire. Making noises through her nose and mouth as they kept slamming against each other. Mitch growled each time she moaned and thrashed on the bed. He gripped her harder and pulled
her harder towards him. “Fuck, Evelyn.” Mitch growled as she tighted her vagina walls, climaxing wildly around him. He pulled out completely and flipped her to her stomach.

Before she could react, Mitch was on her back and had slammed home inside her warm pussy. He took her hands and intertwined their fingers, raising them up above her head. Mitch roared and moved like a madman as Evelyn moved her little butt, meeting his hard thrusts.

“Harder Mitch,” she whimpered and thrashed her head around the pillow.

“Unbelievable,” Mitch said and slammed harder against her cute little butt. “Yes, yes, yes, yes,” he hissed harshly, banging hard against her with each hard thrust.
“Come with me, baby,” he growled into her ear.

Evelyn shivered and came on command. Her orgasm went on and on and on, gripping her hard and rolling throughout her body. Her last coherent thought was, ‘what a way to die.’

Mitch swore as she gripped him tight like a glove that didn’t stretch. “Evelyn,” he roared as he pumped one, two, three, four, then five times, before he came to rest on top of her body. He rolled to the side, taking her with him.

Mitch woke her up thirty
minutes later. If they didn’t get a move on, they would both be late for the meeting with her family. He started the shower, then came to lift her up. He didn’t even know where this tender loving care act was coming from. But he just went with the flow. Somehow it seemed right. “Evelyn,” he said whispering into her ear as he carried her from her bedroom to the shower. “If you don’t wake up now, we’ll both be late.”

She mumbled something he didn’t catch but sounded like a grumble and he chuckled with delight. He dropped her feet to the floor and held her against his body as the warm water flowed down both their bodies. She finally woke up, slowly then stepped back. Mitch let her go and watched her as she took the loofah and started washing herself. He took it out of her hands and completed the job. As she shampooed her hair, Mitch washed himself.

Evelyn dropped her conditioner bottle and swore loudly. She bent down trying to pick the bottle up, but soap entered her eyes and she couldn’t see where it was anymore. She tried to open the eye that was clear but was too afraid to have soap enter in that one too. Success, finally.

She gripped the bottle of conditioner and made to stand up, but Mitch gripped her hips
from behind. “Don’t move,” he warned her and entered her in one swift thrust.

Evelyn groaned. Surprise and delight warring. How much and how often could two people fuck in a matter of a few hours. Evelyn didn’t have much time to think about it as Mitch started moving fast inside her. She was wide open for him. She had never had sex in this position before. It was a vulnerable position which normally she wouldn’t have agreed to, but with Mitch, oh Jesus, the man could fuck. He had her orgasming sooner than she thought was possible.

He lifted her upper body up and moved her against the wall of the shower stall. Her lips were the next to suffer his attack.

“Evelyn,” he groaned against her lips. “What you do to me.” He lifted her legs and pulled them behind him, then he slid in again.

“The meeting,” Evelyn whimpered.

He groaned as he flexed his muscles. “I really don’t give a fuck, at this present moment.” Mitch twisted his hips and thrust.

They both groaned. And Evelyn held tighter to his neck.

“Mitch, oh God. I can’t…It’s too much,” she cried out.

Mitch twisted and thrust and two groans emerged from each throat.

“After today, you’ll never know another man again,” he hissed and thrust again.

Evelyn trembled at his words and wondered if this was all a dream from last night.

He pulled her wet hair back and kissed her as if his life depended on it, then started thrusting hard into her.

Evelyn cried out with each thrust. Even the cool water didn’t register until she had come down from the long orgasm Mitch had demanded from her body. Evelyn disentangled her legs and gingerly stepped onto the floor. Her legs felt foreign and it was like she was learning to stand for the first time.

Mitch rinsed the remaining conditioner in her hair, then walked her out of the shower, shutting off the cold water. Like a baby, he dried her body, gently rubbing all over and drying the excess moisture in her hair. Evelyn didn’t have the energy to do much, so she let him finish the job while she was trying to gain some strength back.

“Thanks,” she finally said and took the towel out if his hands.

“We didn’t use a condom. Well, condoms actually,” he said looking at her intently. “I lost count of the number of times I took you.” He walked closer to where she was standing like a statue. “Evelyn, I need you to know that it wasn’t intentional.
Actually it has never happened before today, with you. And for your peace of mind, I’m clean.”

Evelyn sighed. She hadn’t even noticed the lack of condom use. So into Mitch
had she been that she had just gone with the flow and allowed him to use her body. And use it he had. In a good way, damn good way. “Thanks,” she responded. That had been reckless. “Neither has that ever happened with me too. And I’m clean as well.”

There were lots of diseases going around. And just because someone was cute or handsome, didn’t mean squat. Sexually transmitted diseases didn’t just strike the ugly guys. Despite his claim, she would need to make sure she was tested for the next six months or so.

“We’ll talk later. For now we need to get moving,” he told her already moving out of the bathroom. “I need to pass by my place and change clothes.”

“Mitch, this was just for tonight. So there’s nothing to talk about,” she told his retreating back.

Was that a snort she heard as he walked out? Well, so long as he heard her. Steve would most likely need to stay with his wife, but she hoped to get a different bodyguard. Surely Mitch wouldn’t be coming back tonight.

Would it be possible to ask for a switch? Or would that be too revealing? Gabe would probably want to get to the bottom of the issue. If the four were together, her brothers would make a mountain out of a molehill. So maybe it was best if she just let it go. If Mitch came back with her, then she would just make sure he understood where they both stood and she could just lock her door.

Evelyn wore her swimsuit underneath her shorts and t-shirt. She didn’t bother with carrying extra clothes since she had a wardrobe full of clothes at Gabe’s apartment. She took her large beach bag and added her wallet and hat inside, then followed the smell of coffee.

She
accepted the cup of coffee and went to stand by the window. Her kitchen faced the neighbor to her right. No one was home, or else they had already left for the day. With the warm weather, she wouldn’t be surprised if they had woken up early so as to take advantage of the nice day. So deep in thought was Evelyn, that she didn’t hear Mitch approach. He gently took her almost empty cup and placed it on the windowsill.

“Penny for your thoughts,” he said and turned her around.

Evelyn stepped away. “I need breakfast,” she told him and walked to her fridge. “Would you like some?” she asked showing him her choice of breakfast.

Mitch raised his eyebrow, “Hot pocket?” he asked with a laugh.

Offended, Evelyn asked him, “And what’s wrong with a hot pocket?” This was the breakfast she survived on most days. With her hectic and early schedule, it wasn’t always possible to cook, especially breakfast.

“Nothing,” he said trying to calm down. “Not for me though, but go ahead.”

Evelyn turned back and grabbed one pocket, then placed it in the microwave. Once it was warm, she took it out and wrapped it in foil paper, then paper towels. She saw that Mitch had rinsed both their cups and left them to drain on the sink. He certainly had better manners than most men she had been with. She followed him to the door and made her exit after he had checked the surroundings for any sign of threat.

Evelyn didn’t say anything but was genuinely surprised
when she saw the car Mitch led her to. Is this what bodyguards drove? There must be serious money in this business then. She got in and they zoomed out of her neighborhood. He drove fast but with skill. He handled the Maserati with high skill. Evelyn went back to their night and remembered the way he had handled her. She squeezed her thighs together as heat crept up her legs, pooling in her cunt.

Mitch wanted her again. He was delighted when he saw her close her legs and squeeze them. At least he wasn’t the only one affected. He took his right hand off the steering wheel and dropped it onto her lap. “Undo, your zipper, Evelyn.”

Evelyn almost jumped out of her skin as Mitch’s hand landed on her bare skin, and rubbed her thighs. “What?” she asked astonished at his cool and calm voice. Cars were zipping around them as he reduced speed. Had he said what she thought he had said?

“Your zipper,” he said and looked briefly at her before he faced the road again. “Undo it.”

Evelyn laughed. “You’ve got to be kidding me.” She looked to the side, facing away from him and watched the cars drive past them. In the highway, with everyone looking. What about the cameras? Who knew where they were hidden. She snorted folded her arms below her chest.

Mitch zipped from the far left lane to the far right lane and stopped on the shoulder.

“What the…?”

Before she had finished her question, her
mouth was captured by Mitch’s mouth. She fought him, but he didn’t let go and before long Evelyn was groaning and kissing him back. The whistles and catcalls brought her back to earth. “Oh, no.” Evelyn cried and hid her face. What if she ended up on YouTube? She would never live that down.

“If I ask you to do something, you do it,” he told her. “Now lower your zipper down.”

“Mitch,” she said and looked behind him. Most of the cars were now just driving past. But they were still surrounded. “We are in a public area. I’m not about to give millions of viewers something to entertain themselves with.”

He took her beach bag from the back seat where she had dumped it. “Here,” he said giving it to her. “Place this on top. Now lower
your zipper.”

“This is ridiculous. The night is over. We won’t be seeing each other again.”

Mitch snorted. “Evelyn, I’m not going to ask nicely again.”

“As if you have been nice so far,” she mumbled under her breath.
There was something about him that made her do his bidding. She took her zipper in-between her thumb and forefinger, then pulled it down.

“The button too,” he told her.

Evelyn followed through.

Mitch checked his rear view mirror, then joi
ned the cars on the road. He held his hand out to Evelyn’s side and placed in underneath the bag, then found her open zipper and slid his fingers along the length of her panties. “Open your legs, baby.”

Evelyn bit her bottom lip. She thought about saying something, but realized that he would only stop the car again. She pulled her legs apart and made sure the beach bag was covering her, hiding her from prying eyes.
Without warning he slid his forefinger inside her and Evelyn moaned before she realized what she had done. She bit her lip harder and tried to catch every sound, making sure none escaped her.