Igniting the Passion With Mr White by J A Fielding Read Free Book Online Page A

lady asked for me in person,” Natasha explained.
    “ Really? What made her so special?” Rita asked.
    “ Well, I can think of thirty million reasons and that’s just off the top of my head plus she looks like a great art collector too. This may be a win-win,” Natasha said. She heard Rita take a long deep breath.
    “ Forget I said anything,” Rita said. Natasha laughed. That was so predictable of her. “So, I am in kind of some deep shit. I think I may have lost my touch in bedroom matters,” she said. She heard Rita laugh.
    “ That is not possible. You are like Spartacus and the arena,” she said. Natasha shrugged as if Rita could see her.
    “ Well, I don’t feel that way,” she said. Rita laughed again.
    “ Look, the more you stress about it, the more terrible you will be at it. If you have such a hard time getting in the mood, let him lead. You’d be surprised at how much potential playing the humble servant can unlock,” she said. Natasha laughed at her choice of words.
    “ There is no hope for you, girlfriend,” she said in a mock Madea voice before she hang up.
    As they rode to the airport later that evening, she could still feel Rita’s words ringing in her ears. Maybe she was right. Maybe letting Mitchell lead would work in her favor.
    And it did. As soon as they were airborne, she caught Mitchell giving her a look, that all-knowing “I want to rip your clothes off” look.  She smiled at him and shook her head.
    “ What? You have a look that tells me that this is not one of my ordinary flights,” she said. Mitchell shook his head.
    “ I am not looking at you any different than I have for the last four years,” he said.
    “ Really? Because that bulge in your pants can hardly wait to get to the chateau so that it can be freed,” she said. Mitchell laughed. “And there is the guilty laugh that tells me I am right,” she added as she ripped open a bag of peanuts. Mitchell reached for the bag and placed it next to his seat making Natasha give him a confused look.
    “ You know one of the perks of not flying commercial is the privacy,” he said, pulling her close to him. She smiled.
    “ Mitchell Schmidt, what do you have in mind?” she asked.
    “ Roll with it honey, roll with it,” Mitchell said as he pulled her down to kiss her. She closed her eyes as their lips met in one passionate kiss that almost left her breathless. She felt a tingle run down her spine as he kissed her. She had to admit, he had not kissed her like that since…back when they were dating. She was almost out of breath when he finally pulled away from her. She opened her eyes and looked at him.
    “ Babe, the pilot is still here in this plane, you know,” she said in a whisper.
    “ That makes it even hotter,” he said smiling. Natasha shook her head. It was like making out with a teenage boy behind the bleachers. She hated the fact that thinking about it that way made her feel even more aroused than she was supposed to be. She smiled and allowed herself to get lost in his kiss. He pulled her down and Natasha got the point. She sat down on his lap and wrapped her arm around his neck. She loved every moment of his kiss. The way he was caressing her back was sending shock waves through her body. She began cursing herself for not wearing pants. She would have straddled him right there but then again, a dress gave him the perfect leeway to get his hand up under the thin fabric and feel the smooth skin of her legs. She let out a soft moan as she felt his hand slowly running up and down her thigh. She pulled away from him and then looked into his eyes as she ran her fingers through his thick hair. He smiled as he let one of his hands go up her back and slowly pull the zipper down. She breathed slowly as he let the dress slip down her shoulders.
    He looked at her breasts concealed behind her royal blue lace bra. He could have sworn her breasts looked bigger but that was just probably because he had not seen her undressed