Makayla Gregory didn’t just leave her small, southern hometown five years ago. She also left the love of her life. Unwelcomed Greeting by Savannah Maris is NOW LIVE! Check out this Second Chance romance!
SNEAK PEEK
While she started the shower, he went to the kitchen. He wanted everything at his fingertips for later. He found a bowl, put a banana beside it, and washed a few strawberries that he put in the refrigerator beside the Reddi-Wip. He stripped as he walked toward the shower. By the time he got there, she was rinsing her hair. With her head tilted back, she was running her hands over her head with her breasts unencumbered. He stepped in and immediately cupped them. They were glorious. He leaned down and sucked each one thoroughly. The moans that left her spurred him on as he knelt and he nudged her legs apart. She ran her fingers through his hair, and “Ahh,” left her mouth. “Right there,” she said breathily. He tasted her slickness and knew she was close. As he backed away, he heard the groan of disappointment.
“I think we need to save that for a little while.”
She finished her hair and body while Mitchell lathered up. His eyes were closed with soap on his face while he rinsed his body. As soon as the suds were gone, he felt her lips on his cock. He groaned because he knew he wouldn’t stop her. He turned so she wouldn’t drown, but let her continue. He stretched his arms out to his sides and planted his hands against the walls. His head bowed with the feel of her mouth. His breathing increased as the thought of being selfish ran through his mind, but he knew if they did this now he’d last longer later. And he needed later to last. A couple more quick strokes then a long one, and he came unglued. He held her head and pushed into her mouth. He tried to be gentle. He didn’t want to choke her, but damn this felt good. When he came, he looked down at her as she looked up at him with the sweetest smile on her face. “Good?”
“More than good, baby.” He helped her up and turned off the water. She had towels already laid out so he grabbed one and wrapped it around her. She stepped out, then tossed his towel back to him. While he dried off, he watched her do the most mundane things – dry off, brush her teeth, comb her hair. He couldn’t imagine a day when he wouldn’t want to watch her. When he stepped out, he walked her to the bed and released the towel from her body. He pulled the covers down the bed and patted her ass. “Up you go. Remember last time, one pillow but this time put your hands above your head.” She did as she was told with a cute little smile. He dropped his towel, got on the bed, and straddled her with his cock just out of reach of her tongue. He ran the cuffs around a spindle in the middle of her bed and attached them to her wrists.
“Too tight?”
“No, I’m good.”
He got off the bed and looked around. “Where are your other toys?”
“The little chest at the back of my closet. The key is in the top drawer of this bedside table.” She motioned with her head to the one closest to the closet.
He retrieved the key and plundered in the chest. Seeing all the things she’d played with through the years started to arouse him once again. He found a vibrator that he took back with him. He laid it on the bed and pulled the cock ring out of their bag. He stood at the foot of the bed. “Can you see me?”
“Yes.”
He proceeded to put it on, with her watching his every move. He put his balls in the little mesh cup and his cock through the ring. He turned it on to see how it felt. The vibration caused him to thicken so he turned it off. “You’ll enjoy that.” He watched her squirm with a come hither grin.
“I could enjoy it now if you’d come over here.”
“In a bit.” He grabbed the blindfold on his way to her. “Mak, I want to play. I want complete control. Supposedly, when your sense of sight is gone, you feel things more intensely. I want you to wear this for a little while. You’ve admitted you trust me,” he dangled the blindfold from his finger, “but this requires more trust than the cuffs. Do you trust me completely?”
She looked at the blindfold, but already knew her answer. “Yes,” she said as she made eye contact with Mitch.
“Baby, if something doesn’t feel good, tell me and we’ll stop.”
“Completely?”
“No, just to see why it doesn’t feel good. I want this to be fun for both of us.”
“Okay.”
“I like you in handcuffs by the way.” He reached over and slipped the blindfold in place. “How’s that?”
“Dark.”
He chuckled. “Good. I’m leaving for a few minutes. We’re alone, so the door is open. I’m not going far, and I can hear you, okay?”
“Yes.”
He ran his finger down her cheek as he rose from the bed.
Mitchell left the bedroom. Kayla lay there with her eyes covered in complete darkness and her hands tethered to the headboard. She heard him in the kitchen plundering around. She hoped he found everything he was looking for. The longer she lay there, the more aroused she became. What was he doing? She heard him walking toward their room. Yes, this was their room, too. He’d always been a part of it, he just didn’t know it.
“You okay?”
“Yes.” She said as she slid her legs up and down trying to find friction.
“You need to stop moving your legs.”
“But…”
“Mak. I get control, remember? You’ll thank me later.”
She stopped moving and gave him the control he wanted. She heard him move to the foot of the bed and set something kind of heavy on it. “You look beautiful. Spread your legs open for me.” When she did, her right leg touched the cold Reddi-Wip can and jerked back. She eased them back open. “Good girl.” She waited – no movement, no sound. She stayed like that for what seemed like an eternity. Finally, she felt his weight on the bed between her legs.
She gasped at the first sensation – ice. Her thighs, glutes, and vaginal muscles tensed at the initial chill. He started at her inner knee. The higher he brought the cube up her left leg toward her inner thigh, the tighter her muscles clinched. Where would he stop? He took it away just before he touched her pussy. She exhaled before he repeated it on the other leg. When she shivered, he took his hot tongue and traced the same path. He didn’t say a word as her breaths got louder and her heart beat faster. His nibbles drew her attention until she heard a vibrator. Was it his or the one he got out of the chest? He gently guided it up her sensitized skin. The chest. It tickled, and she felt the goosebumps spread over her body. “You’re wet. This turning you on, baby?”
“Yes,” she whispered.
“Your closest neighbor is Ginger, and we know she’s out of town. I want to hear how this makes you feel. You don’t have to be quiet. I know how loud you can be,” he said as he peppered kisses on her tummy.
She moaned. It felt good, but she wanted more. As she felt him change positions, she begged, “Don’t leave me.”
“I’m not going anywhere. I’ve always got you.”
Mitchell moved his body over hers. She felt his cock close to where she wanted it, but not quite there. He was resting on his forearms, and she felt the pressure of his weight. He fit his cock right at her entrance, and she squirmed. “You need to be still. Open your mouth.” She opened her mouth even though it was hard to be still. “Bite.” She did and her mouth filled with fresh strawberry. The juice over flowed her mouth and he licked what was running down her chin, but missed some, too. “Mmm, sweet,” he said as she chewed. “Open again.” She did his bidding, and this time he squirted Reddi-Wip into her mouth. “Swallow, baby,” he said as he filled her again. She did and some escaped out of the corners of her mouth. He chuckled then kissed it off. He pushed inside her as his tongue plundered her mouth. She felt him slide an arm between them just before she felt the vibration.
She tried to pull back from him, but he followed her. She moaned, and he caught it in his mouth. The kiss was just as frantic as the movement of the rest of their bodies. They were in perfect sync. The kiss ended at the same time he flooded her, and they were both panting for much-needed oxygen. He removed the blindfold and rested his forehead on hers as he turned off his vibrator, but didn’t move to leave her body. “I kinda like you like this, at my mercy,” he said with the most beautiful smile on his face.
“I like being at your mercy,” she said as she gazed into his eyes.
“I think we need to save that for a little while.”
She finished her hair and body while Mitchell lathered up. His eyes were closed with soap on his face while he rinsed his body. As soon as the suds were gone, he felt her lips on his cock. He groaned because he knew he wouldn’t stop her. He turned so she wouldn’t drown, but let her continue. He stretched his arms out to his sides and planted his hands against the walls. His head bowed with the feel of her mouth. His breathing increased as the thought of being selfish ran through his mind, but he knew if they did this now he’d last longer later. And he needed later to last. A couple more quick strokes then a long one, and he came unglued. He held her head and pushed into her mouth. He tried to be gentle. He didn’t want to choke her, but damn this felt good. When he came, he looked down at her as she looked up at him with the sweetest smile on her face. “Good?”
“More than good, baby.” He helped her up and turned off the water. She had towels already laid out so he grabbed one and wrapped it around her. She stepped out, then tossed his towel back to him. While he dried off, he watched her do the most mundane things – dry off, brush her teeth, comb her hair. He couldn’t imagine a day when he wouldn’t want to watch her. When he stepped out, he walked her to the bed and released the towel from her body. He pulled the covers down the bed and patted her ass. “Up you go. Remember last time, one pillow but this time put your hands above your head.” She did as she was told with a cute little smile. He dropped his towel, got on the bed, and straddled her with his cock just out of reach of her tongue. He ran the cuffs around a spindle in the middle of her bed and attached them to her wrists.
“Too tight?”
“No, I’m good.”
He got off the bed and looked around. “Where are your other toys?”
“The little chest at the back of my closet. The key is in the top drawer of this bedside table.” She motioned with her head to the one closest to the closet.
He retrieved the key and plundered in the chest. Seeing all the things she’d played with through the years started to arouse him once again. He found a vibrator that he took back with him. He laid it on the bed and pulled the cock ring out of their bag. He stood at the foot of the bed. “Can you see me?”
“Yes.”
He proceeded to put it on, with her watching his every move. He put his balls in the little mesh cup and his cock through the ring. He turned it on to see how it felt. The vibration caused him to thicken so he turned it off. “You’ll enjoy that.” He watched her squirm with a come hither grin.
“I could enjoy it now if you’d come over here.”
“In a bit.” He grabbed the blindfold on his way to her. “Mak, I want to play. I want complete control. Supposedly, when your sense of sight is gone, you feel things more intensely. I want you to wear this for a little while. You’ve admitted you trust me,” he dangled the blindfold from his finger, “but this requires more trust than the cuffs. Do you trust me completely?”
She looked at the blindfold, but already knew her answer. “Yes,” she said as she made eye contact with Mitch.
“Baby, if something doesn’t feel good, tell me and we’ll stop.”
“Completely?”
“No, just to see why it doesn’t feel good. I want this to be fun for both of us.”
“Okay.”
“I like you in handcuffs by the way.” He reached over and slipped the blindfold in place. “How’s that?”
“Dark.”
He chuckled. “Good. I’m leaving for a few minutes. We’re alone, so the door is open. I’m not going far, and I can hear you, okay?”
“Yes.”
He ran his finger down her cheek as he rose from the bed.
Mitchell left the bedroom. Kayla lay there with her eyes covered in complete darkness and her hands tethered to the headboard. She heard him in the kitchen plundering around. She hoped he found everything he was looking for. The longer she lay there, the more aroused she became. What was he doing? She heard him walking toward their room. Yes, this was their room, too. He’d always been a part of it, he just didn’t know it.
“You okay?”
“Yes.” She said as she slid her legs up and down trying to find friction.
“You need to stop moving your legs.”
“But…”
“Mak. I get control, remember? You’ll thank me later.”
She stopped moving and gave him the control he wanted. She heard him move to the foot of the bed and set something kind of heavy on it. “You look beautiful. Spread your legs open for me.” When she did, her right leg touched the cold Reddi-Wip can and jerked back. She eased them back open. “Good girl.” She waited – no movement, no sound. She stayed like that for what seemed like an eternity. Finally, she felt his weight on the bed between her legs.
She gasped at the first sensation – ice. Her thighs, glutes, and vaginal muscles tensed at the initial chill. He started at her inner knee. The higher he brought the cube up her left leg toward her inner thigh, the tighter her muscles clinched. Where would he stop? He took it away just before he touched her pussy. She exhaled before he repeated it on the other leg. When she shivered, he took his hot tongue and traced the same path. He didn’t say a word as her breaths got louder and her heart beat faster. His nibbles drew her attention until she heard a vibrator. Was it his or the one he got out of the chest? He gently guided it up her sensitized skin. The chest. It tickled, and she felt the goosebumps spread over her body. “You’re wet. This turning you on, baby?”
“Yes,” she whispered.
“Your closest neighbor is Ginger, and we know she’s out of town. I want to hear how this makes you feel. You don’t have to be quiet. I know how loud you can be,” he said as he peppered kisses on her tummy.
She moaned. It felt good, but she wanted more. As she felt him change positions, she begged, “Don’t leave me.”
“I’m not going anywhere. I’ve always got you.”
Mitchell moved his body over hers. She felt his cock close to where she wanted it, but not quite there. He was resting on his forearms, and she felt the pressure of his weight. He fit his cock right at her entrance, and she squirmed. “You need to be still. Open your mouth.” She opened her mouth even though it was hard to be still. “Bite.” She did and her mouth filled with fresh strawberry. The juice over flowed her mouth and he licked what was running down her chin, but missed some, too. “Mmm, sweet,” he said as she chewed. “Open again.” She did his bidding, and this time he squirted Reddi-Wip into her mouth. “Swallow, baby,” he said as he filled her again. She did and some escaped out of the corners of her mouth. He chuckled then kissed it off. He pushed inside her as his tongue plundered her mouth. She felt him slide an arm between them just before she felt the vibration.
She tried to pull back from him, but he followed her. She moaned, and he caught it in his mouth. The kiss was just as frantic as the movement of the rest of their bodies. They were in perfect sync. The kiss ended at the same time he flooded her, and they were both panting for much-needed oxygen. He removed the blindfold and rested his forehead on hers as he turned off his vibrator, but didn’t move to leave her body. “I kinda like you like this, at my mercy,” he said with the most beautiful smile on his face.
“I like being at your mercy,” she said as she gazed into his eyes.
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MORE ABOUT UNWELCOMED GREETING
Riverton Crossing may bear his family’s name, but Mitchell Riverton hasn’t felt like part of this town since his first love left and took his heart with her.
Makayla Gregory didn’t just leave her small, southern hometown five years ago. She also left the love of her life.
Masterson Investments is looking to expand their illegal operations to the East Coast. When they threaten what’s important to Makayla, she returns to Riverton Crossing and into Mitchell Riverton’s arms. What happened during their time apart? Will the danger be too much to overcome? Can they survive the Unwelcomed Greeting she receives?
Riverton Crossing may bear his family’s name, but Mitchell Riverton hasn’t felt like part of this town since his first love left and took his heart with her.
Makayla Gregory didn’t just leave her small, southern hometown five years ago. She also left the love of her life.
Masterson Investments is looking to expand their illegal operations to the East Coast. When they threaten what’s important to Makayla, she returns to Riverton Crossing and into Mitchell Riverton’s arms. What happened during their time apart? Will the danger be too much to overcome? Can they survive the Unwelcomed Greeting she receives?
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