My Future With Mr White

By: J A Fielding



“Well the whole thing must have been a misunderstanding,” he said. Natasha raised an eyebrow.

“Must have been?” she asked. Mitchell shrugged and sat next to her.

“Fine. It was a misunderstanding,” he said. “Dave wants to propose,” he said smiling. Natasha’s eyes grew wide.

“What?” she asked. “How do you know that? I mean, how can you be sure?” she asked excitedly.

“Well, there was a conference in Miami, true, but Dave didn’t go until a day later because this woman, the wife of one of his bosses, works at a jewelry store and was willing to give him a generous discount. So that was the only day he could see her to make sure that the ring was ready by the time he got back from Miami,” he said.

“So, the compromising situation Rita was talking about?” she asked.

“Well, I know she is your best friend and everything but Rita can be a bit....you know, exaggerating,” he said. “I’m sure whatever she saw was not that bad. Maybe it’s the situation with her mama that made her a bit paranoid,” he explained. Natasha smiled.

“This is good news,” she said and then frowned. “In a way,” she added quickly when she remembered that they still had no news about Rita’s mother.

“I know. But I guess we have to celebrate every bit of good news,” Mitchell said before planting a kiss on her forehead. Natasha smiled and closed her eyes.

“Guess you are right. It is good news about Dave and everything but what about Rita’s mama?” she asked.

“I’ve got my friend at the precinct looking into it. I’m sure she will be okay,” he said as he ran his hand up and down her back. Natasha smiled and pulled away from him. “Hey, where are you going?” he asked.

“To the living room. Rita needs to hear this,” she said. Mitchell held her hand and shook his head.

“You have all day to tell her that. I have not seen you, any part of you, since last week and I must say I miss you,” he said pulling her closer to him.

“Do you miss me or are you just horny?” she asked as she looked into his eyes.

“Wow, excuse your French,” he said as he slipped a hand behind her neck and pulled her down to kiss her. As their lips touched, she felt a surge of electric energy go through her body. Mitchell was right. They had not been intimate for a while and yeah, she could talk to Rita any time, especially now that she was crashing at their place. Mitchell slowly pushed her onto the bed and pulled away. She lay there, staring up at him, her eyes burning. He pushed the shirt she wore upwards and breathed on her bra covered breasts. She closed her eyes as he slowly brought his head down again and planted soft kisses on her chest. She opened her eyes when she felt him raise his head from her body. She smiled at him as he brought himself up and kissed her softly as he caressed her thighs. She wrapped her arms around him and arched her back, giving him a chance to slip his hand under her to unclasp her strapless bra. She sighed as she felt the bra slipping away from her body, exposing her bare breasts to him. She shivered when he brought his hand up and cupped one full breast, making her nipple press hard against his palm.

He slowly let his hand run down her torso and pushed her sweat pants off. He then pulled away from her and stood up to get undressed. For some reason, Natasha still got turned on when she saw him undressing. It was as if he was her kryptonite. She smiled up at him as he rejoined her on the bed. She could feel his hardness pressing against her thigh. She slowly spread her legs and looked at him. She knew that he wanted to fill her just as much as she wanted him to feel her. He looked down at her as he settled in between her legs. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and kissed him deeply as he rubbed his cock against the opening of her pussy. She loved the way the head of his hard cock felt against her wet pussy. She wanted to beg him to get inside but at the same time she did not want to deny herself the pleasure that she was getting from his teasing.

Mitchell pulled away from her lips and looked at her, then smiled. He loved the way she looked at that moment. Her eyes screamed desire and her pussy was wetter than ever but it had been so long. He did not want this to just be some conventional sex.

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