Free Mr White Proposes (BWWM Interracial Romance) by J A Fielding Page B

want to have sex,” she said looking up at him especially hard when he grabbed her hand.
    “ True,” he said yanking the shirt from her hands. “I want to make love,” he said kissing her again. Natasha felt herself get wet. This kind of random or arbitrary behavior made him even more hot than he already was. She shrieked as Mitchell suddenly lifted her up with one swift sweep. He walked them to the bedroom and slowly lowered her onto the bed. She watched him as he slowly took his pants off. She gasped when she saw that his penis was already erect, angry veins threatened to burst its boundaries. He then slowly undid the zipper of her pants before slowly pulling them off.
    The way he slowly undressed her looking into her eyes with certain intensity without a word made her loins crave him. He then slowly lowered his body and began to slowly plant small kisses on her navel, so close to tearing off her panties with his teeth. She closed her eyes as he felt his lips slowly going down her thigh that was now cold thanks to his ever efficient cooling system. She involuntarily spread her legs when she felt him running his tongue along the smooth skin of her inside thigh. Her soft moans had been replaced by hard labored breaths that showed her eagerness to have him inside her, to have him take her and ravage her.
    “Oh my…God,” she moaned when she felt him take the soft skin in between his teeth, slowly nibbling at her, making her wetter than she already was.
    “ You like that, don’t you,” Mitchell said softly, almost in a whisper. “What about this?” he said as he ran his tongue up her thigh, to her navel and finally to her upper breast. She felt herself tingle as his soft lips began planting small kisses on her perfect mounds.
    “ That too,” she said as she held his head against her breast.
    “ And this?” he asked as he quickly unclasped the bra at the front. For a moment, Natasha was impressed at how fast he had managed to figure out the clasp. She sighed and shivered as he slowly licked the tip of one hardening nipple.
    “ Yeah, yes baby….like that…” she struggled to answer as he took one nipple inside his mouth. He sucked on it long and hard before he began to softly nibble on it, making her squirm with pleasure. He placed a hand on her other breast giving it equal pleasure from his flicking fingertips. “Ah,…babe…baby…” she moaned softly as he nibbles on the soft skin of her nipple. He resumed sucking on her hard nipples, tugging and pulling on it, making her squirm and moan and scream at some point.
    He suddenly pulled away from her and looked at her lying there, eyes closed, tits rising and falling in rhythm with her quick breaths. He lightly touched his cock and could almost swear he could feel his pulse through the raging flesh. “It’s not yet time,” he thought as he put his hands on either knee and slightly spread them before straightening them on the large bed He went back to kissing her legs and finally, what she longed for happened. He grabbed the top seam of her panties and slowly pulled them down. She felt a shiver as he let his warm finger slightly touch her wet slit.
    Mitchell kept his gaze fixated on her face as he began his exploration of her hot and wet pussy. First he ran his finger up and down her slit, slowly moving along it careful not to go too fast. He wanted this feeling she had presently to last longer if not all night long. He then lowered his mouth and began to kiss her lower lips almost as if, he was kissing her face. She moaned as he expertly interchanged his lips, taking each lip in between his warm lips as if her labium was kissing her back. By this time, she was moaning loudly as she rubbed her nipples to try and keep some kind of sanity in her body because he was clearly bent on killing her tonight.
    Mitchell settled between her thighs, a little bemused by the outlook of what she wanted him to do to her, what he had already began doing to her. He looked up