Igniting the Passion With Mr White
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Authors: J A Fielding
A interracial BWWM romance by J A Fielding
The seventh in the top selling African American / interracial romance 'Mr White' series.
In order:
1. '
Is Mr White Mr Right?
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2. '
Mr White Proposes
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3. '
Wedding Planning With Mr White
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4. '
My Honeymoon With Mr White
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5. '
Making Babies With Mr White
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6. '
Giving Birth To Mr White's Baby
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7. '
My Future With Mr White
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8. 'Igniting The Passion With Mr White'.
When work begins to take it's toll on Natasha and Mitchell's sex lives, the interracial couple decide to spice things up a bit. Cue a romantic holiday away and a plan which involves a whole lot of kinky loving! Will this be the getaway they need to unwind and get out of routine?
A black man white woman interracial romance with scenes of a sexual nature. Not suitable for anyone under 18 years of age.
Natasha took a long deep breath when she came home from work. She could not remember the last time the house was that quiet…maybe before she had Alexis. She kicked her shoes off and walked to the kitchen to fix herself a snack. She had at least a couple of hours before Rita called it quits on playing mommy.
“Salty snack or sugary sweetness…salt…sugar…”
she wondered as her eyes shifted from the leftover club sandwich to the red velvet cake. She suddenly decided that she could have both. After all, she had a few more years before she could start worrying about setting a bad example for her daughter. She placed the sandwich and cake on the counter and quickly washed her hands. She then leaned against the counter as she waited for her sandwich to heat up in the microwave.
“A glass of wine would be perfect,”
she thought as she noticed the bottle of wine on the counter. Maybe it was a good thing her cleaner Aurelia was on her leave. Natasha would not have noticed the bottle otherwise. She poured herself a glass and then took a bite of the cake. She frowned at the weird combination of tastes before spitting it out. She put the cake back in the fridge and then sat down to enjoy her now warm tasting sandwich.
As she ate she thought of her day at work. Actually, the last couple of weeks had been great…or at least they had the potential to turn out great. What happened was that after the company lost one of its top clients, it was all hands on deck trying to get another one to fill the void. That meant working like crazy in Natasha’s department what with all the advertising campaigns that had to be prepared. And because of this, she was out of the house as early as six-thirty and the earliest she would come back was around eight in the evening. By that time, little Alexis was already in bed and she and Mitchell, well, the only thing they wanted to do was go to bed and sleep. Their marriage had been a weird kind of schedule. Wake up, drive to work, drop Alexis in office day care, spend the day in numerous meetings and finally, come home. Basically that had been her life, at least, the life she had come to know for the past few weeks. Matter of fact, the only reason she was home this early was because one of her meetings got cancelled and she had given strict instructions to Stacy not to schedule another meeting. This was the only way she would get to have a few minutes to herself….a few very needed minutes. She had everything planned out. She would get home, have some food….well, in this case, half a club sandwich and a glass of wine and then have a long luxurious soak as she watched the night’s episode of America’s Got Talent. Well, that never really happened. All she wanted to do was lie in bed and think of how everything had been between her and her husband. The thing was, she wanted to keep the flame alive but there was never enough time. She and Mitchell worked all day and Alexis had so much energy when they got back home that by the time they got to bed, they fell asleep almost immediately.
When she finished her sandwich, Natasha stood up and walked to her room. She still had her glass of wine in her hand and the one prayer she kept on reciting in her head was that Mitchell would not come home in the next hour and a half. She took a sip of wine as she started the bath. As she took off her jewelry, she heard a buzz and a definitive “ding” from her computer that showed she had a message, an email maybe. She sat on the edge of the bed and scrolled her messages.
“
Work, who knew?”
she thought sarcastically. Her private page suddenly popped up and she smiled. She had resorted to an online diary after getting married since she started losing track of her hard copies.
“Maybe I should have an entry. It has been forever and that water is going to take another few minutes,”
she thought as she got comfortable on the bed. She took a deep breath and began typing.
Dear Diary,
Wow. It has been forever since my last entry. Maybe I am becoming a lazy writer, maybe it’s about time I switched to video diaries…
she paused and smiled.
Yeah that is not going to happen. So, of late I feel like I am not having fun in my marriage. Okay, don’t get me wrong. People always tell me that what me and Mitchell have is exactly what they want, and I love my husband to death. He and Alexis are the two most important people in my life and I would never trade them for anything in the world. But that is the upside. There is a downside. Not that I am complaining but I miss the alone time I used to have with Mitchell. For starters, I have not had sex for almost two weeks. That never happened before. Me and Mitchell would get down and dirty anywhere, anytime but…yeah, those were fine days. So now, it’s just me and long showers and even those don’t help. Yeah I know most women use the shower nozzle but honestly, there is a way Mitchell uses his magic wand that just makes me shiver and yes, I just called his manhood a magic wand. He would kill me if he found out. So, yeah that is what I have been reduced to. But I will make it work.
She was still typing when she heard the front door open and close.
“You have got to be kidding me,”
she thought as she slammed her laptop shut.
“Rita is not supposed to drop Alexis over for another hour,”
she thought as she walked to the living room.
“
Oh, you
are
home already,” Mitchell said as he pushed Alexis' stroller into the house. Natasha forced a smile.
“
Yeah, I just got home. I was about to have a bath,” she said. “I thought Rita was supposed to drop off Alexis tonight,” she added as she looked down at a sleeping Alexis.
“
Yeah, she was apparently cranky and she was running a fever…”
“…
a fever? What the hell? Why didn’t she call me?” Natasha asked in a panic, cutting him short. She touched Alexis' forehead to feel her temperature. Mitchell closed the door and leaned forward to kiss her.
“
She’s fine and Rita did call you. She said you were not picking up,” Mitchell said with a smile.
“
Really?” Natasha asked. Mitchell nodded.
“
Yeah, I called you too,” he said. Natasha walked to where she had dropped her bag earlier and rummaged through the contents of her purse.
“
I can’t find my phone. I probably left it in the car,” she said looking at Mitchell.
“
Don’t worry about it,” he said with a smile.
“
I’m really sorry,” she said again.
“
Hey, I already told you. Don’t worry about it,” he said. “Our little girl is teething by the way. That’s why she was cranky and feverish,” Mitchell smiled proudly.
“
Aww, she is growing up so fast,” Natasha said, squealing. She walked back to the stroller and picked the baby up. “I’ll tuck her in. She must be tired,” she said. Mitchell leaned forward and kissed Alexis’ small forehead before Natasha carried her to the nursery.
Mitchell walked to the kitchen and, like his wife, made himself a quick snack. He was seated at the counter when Natasha walked back in.
“So how was your day?” he asked. She smiled and took a deep breath.
“
Good, but my last meeting got cancelled,” she said as she sat down next to him. “I thought I would come home and relax,” she added with a smile.
“
Good for you. Have you already had your bath yet?” he asked. Natasha smiled and shook her head.
“
I was just about to,” she said.
“
Good. Maybe I should join you,” he said smiling. Natasha looked into his eyes and nodded.
“
Maybe you should,” she said as she got off the stool and slowly walked to their bedroom. She was carefully swaying her hips, making sure he noticed her effort. As she walked she raised her dress, showing her soft inside thigh to him. She could hear Mitchell’s soft footsteps behind her. When she got to the bedroom, she took her dress off and let it drop to the floor. She turned around and then undid her bra, letting her full breasts free before finally taking off her panties. She looked at him and smiled before she went into the bathroom.
Mitchell did not waste any time. He quickly took off his own clothes before he joined her in the bathroom. She was pouring her bath oils and gels into the water when he finally came in. Her eyes could not help but drop to his already hard and inviting cock. She looked up at him and smiled. “Are you just going to stand there or are you going to join me in this very inviting water?” she asked as she swirled the water with her hand. Mitchell walked up to her and held her by the waist. He had half a mind to bend her over and push his cock inside her right there and then. But after the way things had been between them, the distance and the estranged sex life, he wanted to savor the moment. He turned her around and kissed her lips softly. He let out a soft moan when she playfully bit his bottom lip. This always made her smile. She pulled away and looked into his eyes.
“What is it about you, woman, that makes me so damn weak?” he asked. She slipped an arm around his neck and smiled.
“
I don’t know about you sweetie, but I think it’s called love,” she said before kissing him again. She pulled away and looked into his eyes. She let her gaze drop down to his throbbing cock and smiled. “I’ll do you if you promise to do me,” she said smiling. Mitchell turned off the water and pulled her out of the bathroom. He sat on the edge of the bed and threw his head back as Natasha knelt in between his legs. He closed his eyes as he felt her lips engulf his girth, making him let out a long low moan under his breath. Natasha put his hand under his scrotal sac as she went on sucking him. She knew how much he loved having his balls squeezed gently while she sucked on his cock. Natasha let her tongue roll around the top of his cock, tasting the salty pre-cum as Mitchell struggled to stay still. Natasha knew that he would not last much longer, not with the way she was working his cock. She sucked on him, long and hard as Mitchell moaned and groaned as he felt himself about to explode inside her mouth.
He raised his head and looked at Natasha who was now bobbing her head on his crotch. Seeing his cock disappear in her wet mouth was a sight to behold. She did it so well, so naturally…in another life, one that Mitchell would never have known her, she would have done this professionally. He suddenly held her face in her hands and pulled her away from his crotch, making his cock pop out of her mouth.
“I am going to cum,” he said in a whisper, perhaps from being so turned on, pushed almost over the edge.
“
That’s okay. I want you to,” Natasha said smiling. Mitchell let go of her face and she went back to sucking him long and hard. And he was right. It was not long before he exploded in her mouth and Natasha, like the star she was, swallowed every drop. When she finally brought her head up, he was still hard but he had made her a promise and she was not about to let him off the hook before he fulfilled it.
She looked at him as she lifted her head to kiss him. He could still taste himself on her lips. “Now, do me. You promised,” she said in a whisper as she rolled herself off his body. She lay on her back and spread her legs. Mitchell was already weak from his powerful orgasm just moments earlier but she was right, he had promised her. She closed her eyes and tried to control her breath as she felt his lips on her soft inside thigh. He let his tongue run up and down her thigh as he pushed his index finger inside her pussy which by now was sopping wet. He smiled to himself as he began working his finger in and out of her, slowly at first and then faster as he went on. He could not help but get even more turned on when he looked at his wife who was now panting and moaning as he fingered her.
He slowly lowered his head and inhaled the rich scent of her pussy before he took her clit into his mouth and sucked hard. This was too much for her. He tasted a fresh gush of her pre-cum in his mouth. He took his finger out of her pussy and thrust his tongue deep inside her. Natasha cried out loudly as she felt the double pleasure of Mitchell’s sucking and tongue fucking. She held on to the bedding and grabbed a fistful in each hand as her vaginal muscles worked against her. She was getting closer and closer to the point of no return and by the way he was going, Mitchell was not about to slow down.
He suddenly pulled away from her and brought his body up. She looked into his eyes as he lowered his head to meet her lips in one long sensual kiss. She wrapped her arms around him as she allowed herself to get lost in his kiss. They were still in a tight lip lock when Mitchell decided to just go in for the kill. Natasha let out a loud scream as she felt Mitchell bury his cock inside her in one sudden move.
“Oh my god…” she moaned as he began fucking her. He did not start slow like he usually did. He just went right into her, slamming himself against her hard. His long strokes were hard and rapid, knocking the air right out of Natasha’s mouth. She suddenly cried out as she felt the pressure building inside her pussy. Mitchell put his hands on her shoulders and began shaking her. She looked into his eyes and suddenly cried out. Mitchell was no longer Mitchell. It was Rita.
Natasha sat up in bed. She had beads of sweat running down her forehead. She looked up at Rita who walked to the bathroom and turned the water off.
“A few more minutes and that bathroom would have been flooded,” she said as she walked back into the bedroom. Natasha was still confused. All that was a dream? She never had sex dreams….
ever.
