Sweet Spot

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Warning Smut!

Chapter 18 - Scott's POV

I stood there and I knew that if I went inside with Mitch something would happen. What exactly, I didn't know, but the flirting, the kissing and everything wonderful about the last few days, was all leading to some kind of next level event. Am I really ready to take the next step so soon?

I don't feel like we're strangers anymore. The familiar feelings from childhood combined with the new feelings, new experiences, my admiration of Mitch and behind it all was the quickening of my heartbeat. In my heart I knew Mitch was the one I'd been waiting to find. He was the person I wanted to be with. For a day or for eternity, it was him and I couldn't fathom another taking his place ever.

I nodded at his nervous comment, he smiled and turned to open the door. I closed it behind me and though I was totally nervous, I wanted more than anything to see where this was going to go. How far we would go together.

"Do you want something to drink?" Mitch asked. "You're looking a little nervous there Babe." He smirked and took off his beanie.

"No." I replied. "I want to be completely aware of everything. I want to be here with you. I don't want false courage, I want to be the one making the decisions."

Mitch smiled and as he came to stand in front of me, he adjusted his hair. He put his hands around my neck and stood up on his tip toes so our faces were closer together. I swallowed and then he smirked. That expression, damn! I kissed him and he kissed me back. I pulled him down onto the sofa, so he was on top of me. For now I wanted him to be the one setting the pace. Besides, ever since making out with him on the phone, his couch was rated R in my mind.

Earlier when Mitch had demanded to be taken out for our picnic, I had nearly protested. Didn't he want me as much as I wanted him? Then I remembered the picnic and the memories I wanted to stir up and the questions I wanted to ask. Now that those things were out of the way and I had him right where I wanted him, it was time for reality.

"Flashback to phone sex much?" Mitch giggled.

"That's the idea Monkey." I replied.

"Oohh well in that case!" He leaned in and pressed his lips to mine. They were still cool from the night air, but as we kept going, they heated up. I took a breath and looked up at Mitch's face. He opened his eyes and smiled at me, his eyes were half closed with arousal. His cheeks were flushed and he looked like he was enjoying himself thoroughly. It was sweet, seeing him looking like that because of me, being here with him. It was something I hadn't really had before.

Ben hadn't wanted to be exposed to prying eyes and we had mostly fumbled around in the dark in his bedroom. Teenager behaviour at its lowest. Since then I hadn't really paid much attention to the other person I was with. They were convenient and were scratching an itch. Other than being cute, they didn't need to do anything else besides encourage me to climax. A few had been nice and wanted more, but I didn't want anyone clingy mostly because I wasn't in love with them. Those who did want more, were mainly attracted to status and not truly to me personally. That was fine for then. Now, I wanted more. I wanted a deeper relationship than just the physical and for the first time I knew who I wanted to take the journey with. It was the man in my arms right at this second.

"Earth to Scotty!" Mitch snapped his fingers in front of my face as I refocussed on the man I loved. I smiled up at him and cradled his head, bringing his mouth back down to my own. Yes, I could truly say without reservation that this man was the man I loved. It was too soon to say the words out loud, especially with my track record. But I could show Mitch how I felt with my touch, by worshipping his body and giving him myself, however he wanted it. I didn't want him to think I wasn't present with him though and so as I pulled away to breathe, I said "Monkey,"

"Yes?"

"If I told you, you were in charge and you could do whatever you liked, what would you do?"

Mitch's eyes sparkled, opened really wide and his voice suddenly got lower. "Anything?"

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"I'm not into pain, I haven't done any bondage or anything like that yet, but within reason, yes. If that was the card on the table, what would you do? What would you ask for?"

Mitch put both hands to his mouth, "The thing that comes most immediately to mind is when you offered your ass for a spanking! But since you're not into pain, it will have to be pleasure."

He put his finger under my chin, tipped it up, so we were looking in each other's eyes and said. "I want to bring you to the tipping point a dozen times before I let you fall over it. I want to drive you absolutely insane, so that the barest touch of my hair sends you over the edge. I want to use my lips, my tongue, my teeth, my fingers. I want to pleasure you so thoroughly you can't walk or even move. I want to go down on you and take you and I want to watch the expressions on your face as I tease you until you can't take it anymore. Then I want you to do the same to me."

He smiled as my eyes went wide and my breath caught from thinking about the words he had just uttered. We kissed and this time his lips didn't stop on mine, they moved down the side of my chin, down my neck to my collar bone. He pushed me back against the couch for a better angle and started to suck. "Mitch." was all I could get out. Everything down low suddenly got tighter. His tongue licked my skin in between and then he nipped at it with his teeth. It didn't hurt, it was just a different sensation. It was also hot as hell.

I groaned. "Mmmm, oh, aaahhhh." My pants were becoming a problem, but I didn't want to let go of him. Mitch's were straining to contain is bulge as well.

"That's a good one." He smiled wickedly.

"I don't care." I told him. "Do it again." Damn that smirk again. I grabbed him around the waist and felt his ass go higher and back as he slid forwards to attack my neck again. There aren't enough words for the way he was making me feel. When he nibbled at that sensitive skin again, the breath I was holding hissed out from between my teeth. He came up to my mouth again and kissed it while I was still in the middle of a groan. This time it was his thumb on my lip, opening it further to accept his tongue.

His mouth moved to my ear and he lightly took my lobe between his teeth and dragged them down to the edge then sucked it. My hands tightened against his waist and he spoke softly in my ear. "I love the sounds you're making Scotty." His voice, the whisper of air against my ear, that went behind it and tickled the hair of my nape. That was one of those places that when someone paid it attention, drove me wild.

I turned away from his mouth so the back of my neck was closer to his mouth. "I'll make more for you if you work it there."

"Oohh, do you have a sweet spot?"

"You'll find out." He went for it.

I bucked under his hips and moaned. When I felt his teeth graze the skin back there, I came in my pants. "Aaaaahhhhhhh.'

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"Holy Shit!" He exclaimed, and grabbed my shoulders as they shook, my eyes rolled back and I all I could was lie there breathing raggedly. Mitch leaned forwards and rested his chin on his hands on my chest. When I recovered enough to look down at his satisfied smile, it had turned into a full blown grin. "Damn Babe, how long's it been anyway?"

"A year."

"You're shitting me?"

"No, I'm not." I took a deep breath and looked at him so he would know I was being serious. "I got sick of meaningless sex. It's not me. I want to be with someone. Someone I care for, someone I respect, someone I want to treasure. I want it to be real. So I stopped wasting my time with one night stands and started living like the person I wanted to fall for. Towards the end there it got really hard." I rolled my eyes at his giggle. "I got tired of being alone. That's the reason I came home to my family. I wanted human contact again. Someone to touch. Someone to hold. It's nice that someone turned out to be you."

I pulled him up higher and held him tight with one arm while I levered myself up with the other. "Let's go see how many times you can tease me to the edge before I fall over shall we?" I said repeating his words back to him while heading for the bedroom, cradling him in my arms. He looked up at me, his expression trusting. I could tell he was falling for me too. I wonder how far?

OK Lovelies, they're not even undressed yet. What's in store behind closed doors??? :) More to follow. Next Mitch's POV.

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