My Honeymoon With Mr White (BWWM Interracial Romance) Read Online Free Page B

his neck and moved towards the bed. “But first,” she said as she picked up the bowl of strawberries. Mitchell smiled and dramatically rubbed his hands together.
    “ I have never been one to shy away from a steamy situation,” he said. Natasha smiled and put the bowl down.
    “ Maybe we can soap each other up while we talk about our plans for the future. You know, the normal boring stuff that married people do,” she added as she walked towards the bathroom. “Oh and Mitchell,” she said stopping in her tracks. She looked over her shoulder and gave him a sexy beckoning smile. “Now that we are in the Caribbean, maybe you should bring your A-game,” she said before practically running to the bathroom.
    “ Woman, when have I ever not brought my A-game?” he asked as he walked after her. He quickly got out of his clothes and dumped them on the floor. “I’m about to show you what my B-game can do,” he said. Natasha frowned as she started the shower. “If you survive that, I will bring my A-game,” he said with a smile. She laughed as she wriggled out of her dress.
    “ Sometimes I wonder how I never managed to see that humongous ego you have,” she said as she stepped under the shower. He joined her under the running water and looked into her eyes.
    “ I wanted to make sure I marry you before I showed that ugly side,” he said smiling. She smiled up at him as he put his hands on her waist. She saw him give her now wet breasts a long lingering look. If she didn’t know any better she could have sworn he was staring.
    “ Ahem, Mitch. They are still the same ones you have been looking at for the past two years,” she said. He laughed and turned her around.
    “ I know. It’s just that you seem to be more beautiful every time I see you. I can’t believe you…all this...” He ran a hand up her upper thigh to her torso, “...is all mine,” he said finally before planting a kiss on her shoulder. She smiled and put her own hands on his.
    “ What do you intend on doing about having all this goodness in your hands right now?” she asked. He pulled her backward toward him so that she could lean against him. She could already feel his semi-erection pressing against her ass. Even after eight hours of flying, he still had the vigor of a teenage boy in heat. He brought his head down again and kissed her other shoulder before trailing his tongue along her shoulder blade. She closed her eyes as he reached for a loofah and some bathing gel on one of the shelves. She let out a low gasp when she felt the cold bathing gel being squeezed onto her back before he began to slowly and gently scrub her back using the loofah. He turned her around and did the same to her breasts but instead of using the loofah, he worked the lather up using his hands, obviously enjoying the sensation of her hard nipples pressing against his palms. She put her hand out and as if in a telepathic mood, he immediately knew what she was asking for. He reached for the bathing gel and squeezed a generous amount onto her palm and then put it back. She looked into his eyes as she began to slowly rub the gel on his chest, his abs and finally his now rigid cock. She heard a low moan escape his lips and smiled.
    Natasha began to slowly rub the gel up and down his shaft, totally disregarding the rest of his torso.
    “The rest of my body needs cleaning too,” Mitchell said in a low voice. She smiled.
    “ I am not interested in the rest of your body right now,” she said. “I was hoping you would appreciate it,” she added as a frown took over her smile. He leaned against the cool tiled wall and smiled down at her.
    “ I’m sorry I ever complained,” he said as she went on rubbing her hands up and down. She looked at him and smiled, an evil if not erotic smile.
    “ That’s what I want to hear,” she said as her other hand made its way around his neck. She pulled him down for a long kiss. It was a sensual kiss with their lips hard pressed against