Huh. Boys got older but never outgrew their games, apparently.
Mitch led Becca down the hall, then broke off in front of a door. “Hold on.” He darted into another room but returned quickly. Then he tugged her by the hand with him, seemingly in a hurry.
She felt foolish for having come all the way to his house without calling first. But it had taken all her courage to make the trip, as if seeing him outside prescribed parameters changed something between them. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to interrupt your game.”
“It’ll keep.” Once inside the study, he stopped her before she could fully enter, turned, and backed her against the door as he shut it behind them.
“Mitch?”
The hungry look on his face had her frozen. When the kiss came, it was every bit as ravenous as he looked.
He stole her breath, kissing her with a passion that made her dizzy. His hands were everywhere, palming her breasts and pinching her nipples until she couldn’t help moaning into his mouth. Then his hand slid down her pants, under her panties, and he groaned as well.
“So wet. Becca, I need you.”
She nodded and linked her hands behind his neck, wanting to devour him.
Mitch sucked her tongue and slid her hand down his front to cup his erection. He felt huge under her hand.
He spun her around. “Face the door,” he growled.
She obeyed, panting, beyond excited as he rid her of her shoes, pants, and panties. Now naked from the waist down, she felt exposed. Turned on. Needy as all get out.
“Mitch…”
“Shh. Don’t want to get too loud.” He ran his hands up her legs, sliding between her thighs, then his fingers were inside her.
She arched up on her tiptoes, needing more.
“Fuck. I’m not gonna last.” He left her, and she heard something tear. The condom wrapper. But where had he gotten—
“I’m coming in,” he warned moments before he entered her. From behind, he felt huge, and the constant pressure as he continued to thrust nearly set her off.
Mitch reached a hand around to play with her clit. It had been so long, and she wanted him too much to wait.
She started coming as he pistoned faster. He repositioned both hands at her waist while he hammered inside her, no finesse, no easy taking, but raw sex that set her off again.
Carnal need gripped them both as he sawed in and out of her, until finally Mitch swore and stilled, having ridden through her climax into his own.
They remained standing, joined, while they caught their breath.
“Jesus, you get to me,” he admitted and let out a sigh. “I came hard.”
“Me too.”
He leaned forward to kiss her neck, then her cheek. Mitch whispered, “You okay? I wasn’t too rough, was I? I was just so damn excited, and you smell so good.”
She cupped his cheek, then he turned her face to kiss her lips.
She kissed him back, and he started moving again.
“Mitch?”
“Not enough,” he said against her lips. “One more time.”
To her shock, it didn’t take him long. But once he finished, he turned her around, dropped to his knees, and gave her the best oral sex she’d ever had. To her embarrassment, she cried out his name as she came.
With a final kiss, Mitch rose to his feet. He removed the condom and disposed of it before he returned to her, his shorts back up around his waist while she’d used her time to get dressed.
