by Maggie Mundy
“Thanks. Are you sure you will be okay?”
“I’m used to it. Most of them are not as bad as you think. Let me know how Mom is.” Gemma headed into the airport, checked in, and went to the first-class lounge. At least there was peace there. A part of her was really looking forward to going back to L.A and seeing Mitch. Then she remembered Brandon and that nothing had been resolved. But she had a plan and hoped Mitch would go along with it.
Chapter Thirteen
Mitch hadn’t expected the call. He had seen the picture online of Gemma kissing some guy in New York. For a split second, he was really pissed. Then reality seeped in, especially when he read the guy was a doctor and Italian.
He took lots of photos, and this was not a big passionate embrace, but it was a kiss on the lips. You only kiss on the lips if you mean to do it. It didn’t clarify why she had called him. She didn’t need to explain anything. A few shared kisses and a bit of fun in her trailer did not mean they were committed to each other in any way. So why did she want to see him? Had she sorted out her problem in New York?
Gemma told him the garage would be open. He would park out of sight so the neighbors would not know he was there as usual. He grabbed the bags and walked inside. He wanted to say he didn’t give a shit, but he wanted to see her again. No, he wanted to fuck her crazy.
Mitch emptied his bags of ingredients on the counter. It was a way to stop him from looking at her body. Apart from a brief and awkward hug when he arrived, they hadn’t made eye contact. Gemma seemed to avoid saying something for now. Mitch decided if she wanted to take her time to talk to him and have sex instead, he could cope with that. It might be their only time together.
“So what are you making?” she said as she leaned on the counter opposite him. He tried not to stare at her breasts. It was difficult, if not impossible.
“In honor of your Italian heritage, we’re having pizza. We are making it from scratch.”
“I’ll get the wine. I shouldn’t mess that up.” Gemma poured two large glasses of red wine.
He added the ingredients together to make the dough as she grinned and peered over her wine glass. He flicked flour in her face so she looked as if she had been sprinkled with icing sugar. She sneezed, but thankfully not all over the food.
“I sense you don’t want to talk for now, is that right?”
She nodded.
“You’re not getting away without doing some work. Come here.”
Gemma came around and Mitch got her to stand in front of him.
“We need to knead the dough.” He wrapped his arms around her and placed his hands over hers as she pressed her fingers into the dough. His cock was hard already and he pushed gently against her back so she could tell what she was doing to him. He hoped she wouldn’t want to stop. He whispered in her ear.
“I get hard every time I think of you. I have no intention of going home without having fucked you. I’m sorry if that sounds a bit much. If you want to say no, I accept that and I’ll leave.” Mitch pulled her hair aside and kissed the back of her neck. He swirled with his tongue on her neck and she gave a little shiver. “Is that what you want? To have sex with me?”
Gemma nodded.
“Keep kneading. Not matter what. That’s an order.”
He put his arms around her waist and pulled up the front of her dress. Her legs were slightly parted and he cupped her pubes. She was already hot for him, and when he slipped his hand inside her panties, he found her wet.
“I’m going to have my face and dick here later, but for now I’m going to finger fuck you while you knead that dough for us. You okay with that?”
Gemma nodded and leaned forward so her butt thrusted back against him. The curve of her ass against him was torture. He moved his fingers up and down her folds and touched her clitoris, making her gasp. He pushed one of his fingers into her warm opening and she did a little moan. Back and forth he moved his fingers as she moved back against his hard on. He wanted more. He withdrew his finger and then pushed in two. Her body grasped onto him as he started the slow movement again. He wanted to make her come over and over tonight. He flicked her clit again as he increased the movement of his fingers. Her breathing was getting heavy as she stopped working the dough. He had waited a long time for this and would make it last.
“Keep kneading and I’ll make you come. I can feel you creaming up for me now. It turns me on that I make you so wet.” His voice was firm enough that she did what she was told.
Mitch thrust his fingers in again and again. Her core felt hot around him. He touched her interior with his fingers, finding that spot which would send her over the edge. Gemma panted and then screamed out her orgasm. He kept his fingers inside her as she throbbed around him. His cock was pressed into the crack of her butt and ached with need. This was killing him. He held her as her breathing slowed.
“That was just the appetizer.” He withdrew his fingers and kissed the back of her neck. “Do you want food or me?”
“I want you.” The fact there was no hesitation in her answer pleased him.
“Right answer.” Mitch loved the way her voice broke with the excitement. He turned her around and kissed her. She tasted of the wine and he pressed her up against the counter as he thrust his tongue into her mouth. She responded with passion as she fought to get closer to him. If a kiss could demonstrate a need, then this one did. He wanted more. He moved away and kneeled on the floor in front of her. Gemma bit her bottom lip as she gazed down at him. If it was her naughty-but-innocent-woman look, it was working on him.
He lifted her dress to find the pretty little pink panties she wore. They were already wet and he found the smell of her need made his cock ache even more. His dick thrusted forward against his jeans as he yearned to get near her.
He slipped his fingers into the edge of her panties and pulled them down. Gemma complied and lifted each foot so he could take them off.
“Hold onto the counter and put your leg over my shoulder.” The fact she did what she was told turned him on even more. He would never hurt a woman, but he liked to take control. If it didn’t increase her enjoyment, though, it would be empty.
He flipped the skirt of her dress up and tucked it in her belt. He had thought about seeing her naked for the past two weeks and now her pussy was in front of him. She had a little triangle of black hair and he was glad she didn’t have it all stripped off. He knew some guys liked women that way, but he liked bush. Especially Gemma’s bush. He wanted to make it his so no one else would touch it.
He planted small kisses across her abdomen and across to her groin. With her leg over his shoulder, he could see the pink lips of her pussy waiting for him. He licked up each fold and she shuddered beneath his touch. The little pink bud of her clit enticed him as he flattened his tongue against it. Then he sucked it gently into his mouth, feeling it swell even more under his touch.
He flicked her clit with his tongue, causing her leg to twitch as it rested on his shoulder. He moved down so his tongue could enter her channel. A part of him couldn’t believe this was happening. He had desired it so much he wanted it to be perfect for her. His tongue fucked her as his thumb rubbed her clit. She pushed against his face and he loved it. Then he swapped so his fingers stretched her again as he flicked her clit with his tongue. His fingers slid in and out of her hot channel as he nibbled on her swollen clit. Her leg trembled on his shoulder as her breathing increased.
“Ah, Mitch. It’s happening again.” She groaned and quivered around his fingers as she came for him once more. He didn’t stop but kept moving his fingers in and out as her body calmed. When her breathing slowed, he let her leg down and straightened up her dress. As he stood, he saw the beautiful glow on her face. He wanted more. In fact, he had a feeling he would never get enough.
“You hungry for food?”
She shook her head.
“That’s the right answer.” He scooped her up in his arms and headed down the corridor to her bedroom. The two of them w
ould need to eat sometime, but for now, he wanted to bury himself in her body.
Chapter Fourteen
Gemma couldn’t believe what she was doing. She didn’t let guys boss her around in or out of the bedroom. Yet when Mitch told her to do something, it turned her on like hell. The fact he liked it was an incentive. As he carried her into the bedroom, she cradled up against his chest and felt cossetted and cherished by him. He let her feet down. The way he looked at her made her core heat up for him. It was like he wanted to devour her with his passion and she was willing to let to happen.
She had never been in love. Was this love? One thing for certain was she had never known lust like this before either. Her body yearned for Mitch’s touch. He undid the front of her dress and slipped it off her shoulder. Then he pulled her close and bent his head down to kiss her neck. The way he swirled his tongue just below her ear made her skin come up in goosebumps. It was as if he knew all the right spots on her body to touch.
His hands moved around her back and undid her bra. He took it off and threw it across the room. He then undid her belt and let her dress fall to her feet. She stood naked in front of him and he was still fully clothed. His jeans didn’t hide the fact he had a raging erection which had been pressed against her not long before.
She might be an actress, but she always felt self-conscious when she had to do scenes without wearing much. Then again, there was usually a room full of people on set. Now there was only one man and the way he gazed at her made her feel powerful in her femininity. He wanted her and it gave her authority.
“I’ve wanted to do this for a long time, Gemma. I want to pound you and when you think you can’t take any more, I’m going to push you over the edge. Are you hungry? We can still go and make pizza,” he said in a rough voice.
“I’m not hungry.”
“Right answer.” Mitch tugged his shirt from his pants and pulled it over his head. He was beautifully toned and even had the ‘V’ from his waist. She felt hungry for him, and if he wanted her to lick him all over, she would.
He shucked off his shoes, unzipped his jeans, and pushed his boxers down as well so his glorious erection was free of his jeans. His cock was large, and for a second, she was hesitant, but that was soon lost in the excitement of what was to come. She knew he wouldn’t do anything unless she was happy with it. She wanted to feel him inside her. Dear God, she was getting wetter, if it were possible.
“Get on the bed. I want you to lie on your front and spread your legs.”
She did as she was told and found her breath catching in her throat as to what he would do next. A part of her didn’t care what as long as he didn’t leave her wanting more.
The bed dipped as he got on and she could feel his knees pressing against her inner thighs. He didn’t move and she waited. Then his hands were on her hips and he leaned down and kissed the hollow of her back. He licked up her spine to her neck and she lifted her head in response.
Mitch lay down so she could feel his body covering her back. His legs were between hers and she could feel his cock pressing against her core. She wanted him so much but had a feeling he would make her wait. He pulled her hair aside and nipped on her neck so hard she thought he would leave her with a mark and draw blood. Then he stopped.
He sat up between her legs again and his fingers raked her back. This was no gentle massage as he ran his fingers down her spine. It hurt, but she knew he was relieving so much tension in her. She held her breath as the stinging sensations in her muscles hit. He was breaking down her stress as well as her muscle stiffness.
His hands moved over her butt and between her legs. She couldn’t see but felt his fingers slide back and forth on her cleft. Gemma moved her butt up slightly so he could get better access. She was so wet and hot for him. Then he plunged a finger into her core. She clenched around him as he moved back and forth and added another finger to stretch her. He pumped her with his fingers while his other hand massaged her butt hole. Gemma let out a groan. He withdrew his fingers and she yearned for him to return.
Mitch bent, kissed her waist, and ran the tip of his tongue across to the other side. Then she felt the bed dip as he stood up.
“Turn over and pull your legs up so I can see everything.”
Gemma did what she was told again. To be on display like this would have had her embarrassed before. Now she was more than happy because of the way Mitch gazed at her pussy.
Mitch had grabbed his jeans and pulled out a condom and covered himself. She didn’t blame him for assuming they would have sex. It was amazing they hadn’t gone this far before. The two of them should have had the safe sex chat but instead they had just gone straight to the sex. She hoped this wouldn’t change things between them.
He lay down so his face was barely an inch from her pussy. She could feel his cool breath on her hot swollen tissues. His tongue touched her clit and her legs bucked as he flicked and sucked. He pushed his fingers into her core again and pumped. Gemma rocked back and forth against his hand, creaming as he worked his magic on her. She could feel the tingles build again as another orgasm spread through her body, and she screamed. He removed his fingers and slid his body up the bed.
He kissed her mouth again and she opened to him so he could delve in. Their tongues fought with each other to get closer as their bodies ground against each other. His kisses were so sensual, as if he was connecting to her in a way that would take ownership of her.
Then he moved down her neck, doing the little swirl he did with his tongue that drove her wild. He stopped by her breast and blew lightly on her nipple. It was already a tight bud waiting for him to kiss. Then his lips descended and sucked and nipped her nipple hard. She gasped in delight. The sensations made her core heat up even more.
She had to have him in her. It was almost painful to desire him this much. He kneeled between her legs and grabbed a pillow.
“Lift up.” He placed it under her butt and leaned forward so one hand was beside her head. “I need to see myself going in you.”
His other hand guided his cock so it rubbed it up and down her folds, but he didn’t enter her.
“Please.” It was the only word she could get out.
“Please what, Gemma?”
“Please fuck me, Mitch.”
He slowly edged into her, and her body clutched around him. He was stretching her, but the pain eased the ache. She looked at him, and his gaze was on his cock moving in and out of her. He withdrew and then pushed in further.
“You’re beautiful, Gemma.” He leaned over her body as he slowly moved in and out. His hand reached between them. He touched her clit and her body shuddered as the sensations reached out through her body. She wrapped her legs around his hips as he moved. This wasn’t gentle, and she didn’t want it to be. Mitch thrust all the length of his cock deep inside, causing Gemma to catch her breath. Then he pounded relentlessly. At long last, her ache was being relieved.
No man had stimulated her like this before. It was as if his cock rubbed at every sensitive tissue inside her channel. It almost felt as if he was swelling and stretching her more in a glorious way that she never wanted to stop.
Her orgasm built again. She screamed her release and didn’t care if the whole neighborhood could hear. Mitch lay still for a moment until the throbbing slowed. Then he moved again, thrusting deeper as he swelled inside her. Gemma reached back and grabbed the bedhead as he rammed into her and pushed her up the bed.
“Ah, fuck,” he yelled as he emptied his seed into her. He shuddered and pumped until he was drained.
Neither of them said a thing for a while as they got their breathing back under control. Mitch just lay there as the most intimate part of their bodies throbbed around each other. It was glorious. Then he rose up on his elbows and kissed her, rubbing his lips from side to side. He was so gentle after the aggression of their passion. Gemma was tempted to tell him she was falling for him but was scared it might frighten him away.
Then her stomach rumb
led and she burst out laughing, and so did Mitch.
“Are you hungry?” he asked as he raised an eyebrow as he peered down at her.
“Yes, I am, and someone promised me pizza.”
He rolled off her and made his way to the bathroom. When he came back, she had grabbed her clothes and made her way back to the kitchen. She giggled when she saw her panties on the floor and picked them up and took them to the laundry. Gemma shook her head as she walked back in the kitchen at what she had just done. She didn’t regret a minute of it. It was the best sex she had ever had.
She sipped her wine as Mitch walked back in with jeans and shirt on. His body was so damn sexy she wanted it uncovered again. He started to chop up ingredients to go on the pizza as she poured more wine. All of a sudden, she wasn’t sure what to say. Apart from the sexual attraction, so many other things were off limits. She would stick to sex then.
“You’re a man of many talents, Mitch. In and out of the bedroom.”
“I’m sure I can teach you a few more. Now stop watching and you can stretch out your dough for your pizza.”
“You being bossy again.”
“You didn’t seem to mind.”
“I know. I have to admit to being surprised myself.” She put the tomato paste on the pizza and sprinkled her ingredients on top. A few minutes later the pizzas were cooking and she went to sit on the couch. Mitch sat beside her.
“So, can I stay the night, or you just going to see me for sex and pizza? If I’m staying, I think we need to talk a bit. That is, if you’re ready to now.”
“Yes to all three.” The heat of a blush rose up her neck. She was using him and he was okay with it. They were both grown-ups and hopefully no one would get hurt.
“I’m just not sure how to approach things. Distracting you seemed easier.”
“I like being distracted by you. Why don’t you tell me what happened in New York? I have to admit I was surprised to get a call when I saw the picture of you kissing the guy at the airport. I thought your mother must have been match-making.”
