Chapter 35

Autumn was ready to plead, beg, anything if Mitch would only let her come. They finished their drinks lying side by side on the bed, then he nudged her to her side, lifted one of her legs over his and slid two fingers in and out of her slick cunt while she moaned in his arms. One hand stole around to pinch and roll a nipple.

She worked hard to reach ecstasy but at the crucial moment he pulled his fingers free, rolled her to her stomach and pulled her to her knees. A sudden snap! told her he was rolling on a condom. Then, again using his thumbs to open her wide, he plunged into her waiting vagina and set up a slow, steady rhythm. Autumn pressed her forehead to her arms crossed in front of her, pushing her hips back against each thrust of Mitch's thick, hard cock.

Again she felt the beginning quakes in her vagina, felt the muscles twitch low in her belly, the icy-hot flame wash over her skin. And again, before she could crest, he pulled out. Flipping to his back, he took her with him,