Take a Chance on Me (6 page)

He’d obviously hurt her.

He grabbed both her hands and squeezed them as a
way of silently saying he was sorry. Mitchell pulled out enough so he could
then gently inch by inch reintroduce himself to her, hoping she’d be more
comfortable. To his relief, this time around she didn’t flinch but gave him one
of her gorgeous smiles. His heart beat faster, the blood pumping through his
body.

They clenched hands, fingers overlapping, palms
melding together as one as he thrust in and upward.

This felt so good. Even through the condom he
experienced her warmth and tightness. Her pussy’s slickness made him harder,
like something had shot through his cock, urging and encouraging him to go deeper
and faster.

She caught her breath. In fact, now her chest
was rising up rapidly and falling just as quickly. Her fingers buried
themselves in his. Her pussy squeezed his dick so hard he thought he’d climax
right then. However, he needed to hold on just a little longer because he
sensed she was on the verge of something wonderful.

Rachel mumbled a few words, but her voice was so
faint he couldn’t hear. She shook, and clenched his cock again. She threw her
head back, let go of his hands and grabbed the pillow behind her. Her knuckles
turned white as she pounded each one against the mattress. A little bead of
perspiration clung on her upper lip and her cheeks were flushed. Her nipples
stood, upright and beautiful.

If he’d hazarded a guess, Mitchell would bet
that she’d just enjoyed what looked like a wonderful orgasm. That meant he was
now free to experience the same without holding off any longer. He thrust hard,
and
wilder
, hoping he wasn’t hurting her.

He closed his eyes as he let himself go and
found release. It had been intense and spectacular but he suddenly was calm and
relaxed. He hadn’t felt this way since… Well, it had been so long, he couldn’t
remember even if his life depended upon it. He stayed inside her, leaned over
her body, trying to take his weight so he didn’t crush her delicate frame. They
rubbed noses and then kissed. This one was better than their first, their
second. Their tongues dueled as her hand ran through what little hair he had.
They pulled away and rested their foreheads together.

Mitchell’s arms grew tired and he couldn’t hold
on much longer. He pulled out and rolled onto his side beside her. She turned
his way.

“That was fantastic,” she said. “My mother would
call it an off the charts orgasm.”

Mitchell laughed.
“She the
expert on orgasms or something?”

“Oh yeah, top sex expert. You ever heard of the
Sarah Brown Experience?”

“
That talk
show all
about sex, vibrators and things to make you blush?”

Rachel nodded.

“That’s your mother.
The one
who insisted on this?”

“Yep, the one and only.”

“Well then I think I should call into her show
and thank her.”

“She even sent along a sex position book and
some of her new orgasm-enhancing gel. However, I don’t think it could get any
better than it did.”

“How about we read that book together while we
soak in the tub?”

Chapter Five

Rachel sat close to Mitchell on the ledge of the
whirlpool as he turned the pages of her mother’s book
,
 
lifting
it a few inches from the
splashing water so it didn’t get wet.

“These aren’t for real. Look––that defies
gravity,” said Mitchell, pointing to the man in the photo. “Even if my leg was
in great shape I couldn’t pull that off.”

Rachel laughed and ran her hands down his chest.

“This one looks very interesting,” he said upon
turning the page.

Feeling frisky again, she nudged his chin with
her nose. What woman wouldn’t, after the mind-blowing climax she’d enjoyed with
Mitchell? And she’d never had sex in quite that position before.

“You want to try that one?” she asked. She
dragged her hand under the water and found his cock. It hardened as she ran her
fingers over it like she was practicing scales on the piano.

“I’d be a fool to say no to a pretty girl. Yeah,
let’s give it a go.”

He put the book on the side of the tub, climbed
out and held her hand while she raised herself over the edge. Mitchell wrapped
a towel around her and patted her dry. He rubbed it briskly over his body. As
she walked behind him to the bed, she noticed his limp seemed worse.

“Is your leg hurting?”

“Just a bit stiff, that’s all. I thought the
warm water would help but there must be some rain on the way
It’s
almost like my leg can predict the weather. It aches and then sure enough a
couple of hours later we get a storm. ”

“You sure you want to try this? I mean, if your
leg…”

“I want to…and maybe you can give me a massage
after.”

“I’d love to.”

They wrapped their arms around one another and
fell onto the bed.

“So, can you remember how we do this?” Mitchell
reached for another condom and sat it beside him.

“Okay, we sit facing one another and then I move
in so I can rest my legs over your thighs.”

They slid toward one another and got into
position. Rachel brought her right leg up and almost kicked Mitchell in the
jaw.

 
“Sorry,
guess it takes some practice,” she said.

Mitchell held her legs apart and then ran his
fingers through her folds, swirling around her cream.

“You have a great touch. I love it,” she said,
leaning into him so she could nibble on his lower lip. She drew in her breath
when he eased one of his fingers inside her. She closed her eyes. She loved his
touch. No matter where it was on her body it felt warm and comforting.
 
He played with her clit, swirling his finger
around over the swollen nub. She bit her bottom lip. Mitchell and his magical
touch drove her crazy. She rested her cheek against his chest and took a deep
breath. He kissed the top of his head as he worked his thumb against her clit.
She groaned before running her tongue against his chest. Its hair tickled her
tongue and she took in his scent. Rachel had detected the spicy undertone of
his aftershave the minute she’d met him. It swirled around her now and she
couldn’t help but playfully nip his skin as he brought her to climax.

“Okay, you ready?” Mitchell whispered.

“I think I’ll have to lift my butt a little for you,”
she said.

Rachel held his shoulders, raising her hips and
feeling stretched to the max as Mitchell pushed his cock inside her.

“So, just which one of us moves?” asked
Mitchell.

“We should have brought the book over here. I
don’t think we’re in a position to go grab it right now, do you?”

“How about we both move toward one another? That
might be even more fun.”

They laughed when their heads bumped on their
first attempt. Rachel decided to lean back on her elbows and let Mitchell do
all the work.

She arched upwards, remembering the model of the
vagina her mother had in her office and the red areas indicating where a
woman’s sweet spots were. Mitchell must have seen it too, because he was
hitting the mark each time he moved.

Rachel screamed a little.

“Did I hurt you?” asked Mitchell.

“No, just the opposite.
Keep pounding me…Oh, right there.”

This time around as her climax built, the room
began swirling, making her lightheaded. She leaned into Mitchell. He held her
tight, rubbing her back as she climaxed. She licked his chest and minutes later
felt him find release.

They held one another, both panting, and Rachel
could swear she was hearing not only her own heartbeat, but his, too. He rubbed
her back again She could stay like this forever, but soon they’d both be back
to their real lives.

“That was better than great,” Mitchell whispered
in her ear.

Some of the glitter she’d seen in the car fell
onto them again, dusting their bodies and the bed. They both looked up at the
same time.

“Same thing happened to me in the limo and I
couldn’t figure out where it had come from,” said Mitchell.

“Me too.
I think it was fairy dust. I know it sounds crazy, but it reminds
me of this picture book I had when I was a kid about fairies and they had this
magic dust that looked like it.”

“Then that’s what it has to be.”

 
A flash
of lightning zigzagged by the window, and a few seconds later a clap of thunder
shook their hotel suite, followed quickly by a heavy downpour.

“Guess you were right about the rain,” said
Rachel. “Oh––I’d almost forgotten. I owe you a massage.”

“You sure?”

“Positive. I’ve taken a few classes in it in
case I ever want to add it to my repertoire as a physical therapist.”

“It sounds like an offer I can’t refuse.”

“Okay, then … lie on your back and just relax.”

“That won’t be too hard for me.”

Rain began pelting against the window as Rachel
got off the bed to dim the lights and look around for something to use as
massage oil.

“I think we might have to use the
orgasm-enhancing gel to oil your back.”

Mitchell turned his head and rested his cheek on
the bed. “Do you think a back can have an orgasm?”

She laughed. “I guess we’ll soon find out.”

Rachel hurried into the adjoining room to get
her bag, and dug through it until she found the tube.

She walked back to Mitchell and sat on the bed.
She squeezed some in her hands, rubbed them together to warm it up and then
made circles across Mitchell’s shoulders.

“Oh yeah, that does have some aphrodisiac
properties,” said Mitchell.

“Really?”

“I’ve got a hard-on already, but that could have
something to do with those cute little hands of yours.”

She ran them lower and then, feeling in a cheeky
mood, slapped his butt.

“Hey Ms. Moore, you do that to all your
patients?”

“Only the good-looking ones.”

“Lucky them.
Hey, do guys ever get erections when you touch them?”

“Some do… ”

“You mean like this?”

He flipped over, caught her unaware and pulled
her on top of him, cock digging into her navel. She leaned down and kissed him
and then they rested their foreheads together

“I like the name Mitchell,” she whispered.

“It’s my paternal grandmother’s maiden name. My
brother Ryan gets his name from our maternal grandmother’s family.”

“That’s so nice of your parents, naming their
sons in their own parents’ honor.”

They rubbed noses and he squeezed her butt to
pull her in even closer.

“So, where do you work?” he asked.

“St. John’s Rehabilitation
Center.”

 
“St.
John’s. I’m having my surgery at the hospital there.”

“You’ll be in great hands. It’s one of the best
hospitals in the state. All the doctors are wonderful.”

“That’s what they’ve assured me.”

He ran his hand up and down her spine until she
got goose bumps.

“I’ve feeling enhanced,” said Mitchell. “Don’t
know if it’s the massage oil or you
who’s
causing it.”

“Probably the gel.
My mother’s quite the expert with all her creams and sex toys.”

“I think we need to see if it works on you
before we can consider it a complete success.”

“You’ve given me some of the best orgasms of my
life. I don’t think you could top them.”

“Any position you don’t usually feel that
enhanced in?”

“Yeah, guy behind me…”

He had a glint in his eye. “Just think of it as
research for the good of all women,” said Mitchell.

He grabbed the gel and before she could say
anything he was rubbing it over her crotch and down into her folds. She closed
her eyes as he eased his finger deep inside her. Her pussy tingled, but she
wasn’t sure if it was the gel going to work or just the magic of his hands.

Another clap of thunder rocked the room,
accompanied by hailstones hitting the window pane.

Mitchell drew his hand up slowly, lifting it
over her belly.

Without saying a word to one another, she stood,
leaned over the bed and through her outspread legs saw Mitchell sheathing
himself. His hands were cold as he placed them on her hips and pushed his cock
inside her pussy
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