Alpha Emmett and the special one

Chapter 7

Nicole’s POV:

The next day was the double birthday party. I met quite a bit of people, and ate some good pizza. We watched the UFC Fight, Mitch sat at the Bar Stool on the island; he’d constantly have his arm around my waist. I was very quiet during the whole match. I’d speak if only spoken to. Just mainly took in my environment and listened to everyone talk.

I had my foot resting on part of the bar stool. Mitch would rub my knee, and slowly rub up my thigh. He’d occasionally look at me, and smile. Man if he didn’t stop doing that, then I would have screwed him on the kitchen counter. But he grabbed my hand and we headed upstairs to his room. We barely made it to his room, when his lips met my own. I opened my mouth to allow his tongue entrance; we started stripping clothes. I was on my back within seconds. His hand cupped my breast, as his mouth was occupied by my n*****s. The tingles were unbelievable! 

He flipped me over, before I had a chance to make my move. He wanted to be in control, and I was totally fine with that, but wouldn't give me the time to do what I wanted to please him. As he has me on my stomach, he flips his streaming device on, and throws on a movie, and turns the volume up. I knew I was in trouble by his devilish smirk he had on. 

“WE don’t need the 30 people downstairs hearing now do we?..”

“Then I suggest you stop talking, and get to it..”

“WOMAN!!..” He pushes me face down into the pillows, and smacks my ass good! ..”You were saying?”

“f**k me till, i can’t walk anymore..”

“With pleasure!” ..His left hand was pushing my neck down into the pillow, while he had my legs spread apart. My back is arched, so my ass is up in the air. He found my nub. slowly starts rubbing with his thumb; sticks one finger in, then adds another finger; finally he has three fingers inside me, thrusting hard. I’m matching my rhythm to his rhythm, I'm hitting my climax getting ready to climax, then he stops.. I flip over on my back and stare at him like what the f**k?!..

He stares at me devilishly “Maybe you’ll learn to mind your mouth!”

In complete shock, and about ready to kick his ass.. Two can play this game! ..He goes to stand up, I lean over and grab his arm, and yank him back. Normally he has good balance, but i don't think he was prepared, and being so close to the bed. He had no chance. He lands on his side, and I climb on top, I start kissing his lips; to which he kisses me back. I kiss him down to his jaw line, slowly making my way over to his right earlobe; I slowly start to nibble on his ear, making my way slowly down to his n*****s, I give it a few licks, continuing my way down his torso. I look up at him; this fool is completely enjoying himself with his eyes closed. I moved my way to his fingers that were inside of me, licking myself off of his fingers. He opens his eyes to meet my own; a smirk on his face. 

I rubbed my hands slowly on his inner thigh, watching his breathing get harder. I slowly start massaging his balls. I lick the tip just a little bit, before spitting on the tip. I start stroking the bottom of the shaft, and sucking the head; when I feel his d**k start pulsating, I stop. Get up off my stomach to my knees, and stand up by the edge of his bed. He looks at me like what are you doing?..

“Oh honey… Maybe you’ll learn to mind your mouth next time”. I go to grab my pants, and my bra. I started to put one leg into my pants, when he got up so fast, I barely had enough time to react. He throws me against the wall. Hands pinned above my head with his left hand, with his right hand he’s twisting my left n****e. My legs are getting weak. I’m starting to go down to my knees before he lets go of my hands and grabs my other n****e, and starts twisting harder. My head drops to his neck. He whispers, “You will never do that again, or i will torture you with your orgasms', and shove it in your ass raw..” I looked at him with a smile “Bet..”

Mitch throws me on the bed, and flips me into doggy style. Makes me arch my back again, and shoves his d**k into my v****a hard; I didn't even get time to adjust to his length. “You're not getting the full length or thickness..” I turned my head to look at him “..What do you mean your full length or thickness?”. He smacks my ass; “When I feel you're ready, I'll give you the whole thing". I was completely fine with his length and thickness, but if it gets any bigger or thicker than this, then I'd rip. Completely lost in my thoughts, he pressed his thumb in my ass, my eyes widened in shock; and in complete pleasure I matched my rhythm to his, before he released his hot seed into me. 

We laid there exhausted, breathing hard. I got up out of his arms and opened up his windows. His room smelled of hot s*x. “Mitch, I think we both need a hot shower..”

“I agree, then we need to go back to the party”.

We made a run for the showers, he set the water, while I grabbed the towels from the closet. We both hopped in drenching our bodies. He turned me around to face the other wall. The way he had his hands on my hips, I was shocked at him wanting round two; it’s only been 10 minutes… But to my shock he puts shampoo in my hair, and starts messaging my scalp. I close my eyes, and enjoy the feeling of his massaging my hair. He starts rinsing my hair, before adding conditioner. We let it sit for a few minutes before rinsing. He starts washing my body. Definitely not something I was used to, but I wasn't going to complain. 

I turn to look at him and smile “Thank you Mitchell, I appreciate everything you do for me”. I lean in to kiss him, and grab his body wash to start washing him; cleansing his back and his muscular arms. Once we’re cleaner and rinsed off, we shut the water off, and start drying off. I walked out to his room, to go put clean clothes on, and dry my hair with the towel. I could hear cheering downstairs. At least we didn't miss the whole entire match. Mitch walks in and grabs my brush and starts brushing my hair. Once we were done, he grabbed his kenneth cole reaction cologne and sprayed himself, before turning around and spraying me. He smirked at me before grabbing my hand and we walked down the stairs back to the match.