Heart of a Stripper (12 page)

The moment he got her into the house, he took her to his bedroom.

“What’s going on Mitchell?” she asked nervously, as he towered over her.

Grabbing her hands, he kissed her fingertips gently.

“I shouldn’t want you, but I do.” He whispered, and her heart dropped as he uttered those very words. “It’s hard to be around you and not have you.”

With that, he kissed her. He couldn’t help the way he felt and realized there was no reason to stay away from her anymore. There he was trying to be faithful, when his other half hadn’t been. The connection he shared with Nevaeh was too important to just let slip away. Sure, it took for him to be betrayed, but at least he tried to do what was right. He was going to let his feelings take control of him here and now.

Sitting her on the bed, he unbuttoned his shirt slowly as she stared up at him. Pulling it off, he revealed his chiseled chest and she admired him. Nibbling her bottom lip, she watched as he fell to his knees in front of her and removed her underwear. Placing a hand on her chest, he laid her back on the bed. He kissed her thighs gently, and she clenched the sheets as he let his tongue caress them next. Running his tongue up, he ran his tongue against her center and she moaned.

She was already hot and wet for him.

Crawling on top of her, he kissed her stomach while unbuttoning his pants. Pulling them down, he kissed her neck as she shut her eyes in pleasure. Grabbing her hand, he placed it on his hard chest, and she went from there. Running her hand down his body, she stopped at his boxers. Opening her eyes, she saw him glaring at her with lust filled eyes.

“Are you sure this is what you want?” she whispered. “What if this is a dream—”

He silenced her with a finger and smiled before kissing her lips.

“This is what I want.
You
are what I want, this isn’t a dream.” He said kissing her again.

“I’m afraid—”

“Don’t be.” He said, nibbling her bottom lip.

“I don’t want you to hurt me.” She panted in between kisses.

“Never again, I promise.” He muttered

Running a hand back down her thigh and inserted his finger deep inside of her. She exhaled in pleasure as he gently slid his finger in and out of her. He loved the way her body reacted to him, and couldn’t wait to make love to her.
He was aching to be inside of her, and from what he felt, she was tight, hot, and wet just for him. She arched against him as he pulled his boxers off and his hard cock sprang free. Kissing her again, he grabbed himself and gently rubbed it against her wet folds.

“
Mitchell…” she whispered, but he took her mouth in his.

He wasn’t going to let anything ruin this moment. It was as perfect as perfect could get. He understood that she was scared, because he was too.
Crossing the line with a student damn sure wasn’t something he ever thought would happen, but there they were. Pushing gently, he slid into her slowly, and growled in pleasure as she clawed at his bare back. She was pure ecstasy. Grinding against her slowly, he felt—a hymen? That couldn’t be possible, there was no way she was a—

“It’s my first time.” She whispered.

Swallowing hard, he stared down at her as she nibbled her bottom lip. He was hoping she hadn’t said what he thought she had said.

“First time? As in first time,
first
time?” he uttered, and she nodded nervously.

“Are you going to stop now?”
she asked disappointed.

“I’m a little t
oo invested to stop now.” He retorted. “I wouldn’t want to ruin your first—this for you.” He said.

“Are you angry with me?” she whispered.

Taking a deep breath, he shook his head. “No, it just makes this even more special.” He said kissing her again to put her at ease.

Pushing slowly
again, he stopped as she squirmed beneath him. Mitchell felt her body trying to adjust to his fit. Shutting her eyes tight, she groaned in pleasure and pain. It was a heady feeling to have the person of her dreams actually making love to her.

“Is that ok?”
Mitchell asked, thrusting deeper inside her as she clutched him tight.

The moment she nodded, he
caressed her breast and lunged deeper, inserting all of himself into her. He thought it would be better just to get it over with. To be inside her sooner rather than later. At that moment, he felt connected to her. Really connected because he didn’t know where he ended or she began. Nevaeh gasped because she didn’t know that was coming. Sure, she saw the length of him, but assumed it was already all in. He was huger than she imagined and definitely filled her up. Pushing those thoughts to the side, she tried her best to relax and enjoy what was happening.

Mitchell
panted as he kissed Nevaeh. Being inside of her was better than he thought it would be. Having knowing he was stretching her to his fit, and only his fit was heady all in itself. No alcohol, adrenaline or drug could amount to the feeling he was experiencing. She was like a slice of pure heaven, and she was all his. Taking her breast into his hand, he ran his tongue across it and she squealed. She began grinding hips against his, and he growled in pleasure as she ran her finger through his hair. Pulling him in, their lips mashed together as his heart pounded. He felt himself about to erupt inside of her, so he knew he needed to slow down.

“Nevaeh.”
He moaned in her ear, letting her know that he was for her, and only her.

Grabbing her hips, he pushed harder, but not rough. He didn’t want to ruin her experience. He felt her tight wet walls clenching onto his dick
, and he knew exactly what that meant. She was about to climax, and he wanted it to be the best she’d ever have. Grabbing her leg and wrapping it around him, he pushed deeper, and she screamed as he hit her G spot.

“
Mitchell!” she shouted, scratching his back and leaving marks as he pounded harder.

“Come for me.” He panted, nibbling her ear.

An instant later, he felt her climax. She screamed his name as he thrusted harder. The clenching of her walls against his dick sent shockwaves of pleasure through him. He in turn climaxed with her and held her tight as they both roared in ecstasy. Kissing her once more, he stared her in the eyes as his cell phone rang. Nevaeh saw the shift of expression on his face. Rolling off of her, he grabbed his cell and silenced it. Walking over to Nevaeh, he pulled her up and wrapped a sheet around her.

“Go shower.” He said taking her face into his hands, and kissing her gently.

She nodded before disappearing into his bathroom. Closing the door, she heard his cell phone ring again. Mitchell pressed the ignore button again before going over to his bed. Grabbing the sheets, he pulled them off the bed and threw them into the hamper. Putting a new bedspread on, he heard his phone ring again. Silencing it again, he slipped into the bathroom. Hoping into the shower, he surprised Nevaeh. The hot spray of water felt good against his skin. Grabbing the soap, he washed her back for her. After the soap ran off, he kissed the nape of her neck. She turned to him and they kissed.

Mitchell
took her into his arms as the hot water pounded over them. Nevaeh smiled as he held her in the shower.

“I love you.” She whispered and he swallowed hard.

Kissing her again, he avoided the words she’d just uttered and pushed her up against the wall. Lifting her up, she wrapped her legs around him. She looked down and saw he was already erect and ready to go again. She let out a strangled breath as she finally saw the true length of him. She couldn’t believe that had just been inside of her. Okay, that wasn’t true, she could still feel his imprint inside of her. He had definitely left his mark.

On his body, and her heart.

She stared into his sexy blue eyes and smiled.

“Do you want me?” he asked looking up at her.

“Mm hmm.” She replied kissing him again as he plunged deep inside of her yet again.

Chapter Eleven

Mitchell
stared at himself in the mirror as he stood in the bathroom. It was funny how one night had seemed to change his whole life. From being cheated on by his fiancée, to sleeping with the woman he’d constantly fantasized about, he would say things were definitely different. But the thing was he was broken inside. Not only that, he was lost. For so long, he’d done everything to please his father, only to be laughed at. He never measured up to him in the ways that mattered. At least that’s how it seemed to everyone who knew him. They were all waiting to see him follow in the great Mather’s footsteps. But since he hadn’t, he was looked down upon.

It left him feeling hallow
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Nevaeh smiled as she walked up behind him
, and wrapped her arms around his waist. She was wearing his button up shirt, and boxers. Laying her head on his back, he sighed. She knew something was eating at him, she could see it when she looked him in the eyes. He was just so distant.

“What’s wrong?” she asked, still holding him from behind.

“Nothing.” He replied swallowing hard.

“You can talk to me.” She insisted as he grabbed her hands.

“You’re sweet.” He chuckled, turning to her.

Staring up into his eyes, she saw his façade. He was hiding something, and wasn’t very good at it. But she thought she knew what it was.

“Do you regret us? What we did?” she blurted out, looking down disappointed.

“No! God, no!” he said making her look up to him. “Last night with you was—it meant everything to me.” He replied flashing a half smile at her to try and cheer her up.

“Then what is it?” she insisted as his cell phone rang for the umpteenth time.

He’d been ignoring it all night and she just wished he would shut the damn thing off. But being that it could’ve been business, he had to leave it on.
Mitchell groaned, and rolled his eyes as he pinched the bridge of his nose.

“Is it her?” she whispered.

His eyes shot up to her as he stalked past her out of the bathroom. Grabbing the phone, he silenced it yet again. Nevaeh followed him into the bedroom and sat on the bed. She knew the answer to that, and felt like an idiot. She’d let lust cloud her mind and slept with a soon to be married older man. She wasn’t stupid, but she needed to know why.

“
If you’re with her, why’d you make love to me?” she nearly cried.

“Please—” he pleaded. “
Don’t make me have this talk.”

“I think we should, I deserve that don’t you think?” she asked looking up to him in tears.

Walking over to her, he got on his knees and dried her eyes.

“You have nothing to worry about.” He reassured. 

“But I do.” She sniffled. “You’re engaged.

Sighing deeply, he ran his hand through his hair.

“
Was
engaged.” He said clearly, looking up to her.

“What do you mean was?” she asked, as she dried her tears.

“Please just leave it be.” He begged.

“
Mitchell, tell me!” she insisted.

“
I broke it off! I would have never made love to you if I was still with Kate.” He said standing up.

Looking up to him, she could see dismay in his eyes. She couldn’t tell if he was being completely truthful with her or not. But he was
the one who always stopped things before they went too far, all because he was in a relationship. He had no reason to lie to her. She wanted to believe him whole heartedly because of the way they spent the night before. After making love to her in the shower, he carried her to the bed, and they had cuddled the whole night through. He held her tight and wouldn’t let her go.

It was perfect.

Sure there were no candles or rose pedals like she always dreamed of for her first time, but
he
had been perfect. He had been the gentleman she’d wished for, and he had worshipped every inch of her body. Kissing her gently, and caressing her in all the right places. Then, for him to cuddle her for the rest of the night had showed her that he thought of her as more than a cheap fuck.

“Come here.” He said holding a hand out to her. 
 

Hesitating for a moment, she nibbled her bottom lip ne
rvously. But looking up at him and looking into his sparkling blue eyes had caused her to trust him. Grabbing his hand, he gently tugged her upward off of the bed and walked her downstairs. She saw food lying out on the counter and smiled. He had obviously slipped out of bed while letting her sleep, to make breakfast. Yeah, he was as perfect as she would get to a Prince Charming, not that she was looking for one. He bypassed the kitchen, and took her outside to the deck where his pool was. She gasped at the sight in front of her.

He had a perfect view of the mountains from where he was. Standing behind her, he wrapped his arms around her waist before leaning his chin on her shoulder.

“Mitchell this is so beautiful.” She whispered, staring at the mountains as they reached into the sky and disappeared.