Is Mr White Mr Right? (9 page)

“You can come clean with me about the enhancers you took,” Natasha said still resting her head on his shoulder. He laughed and planted a kiss on her forehead.

“
I told you I had to get you going before I started,” he replied as he ran a hand up and down her back. Natasha suddenly realized that the limo was no longer moving.

“
Where are we?” Natasha asked. “We are not moving anymore,” she added.
“Oh shit, the driver probably thinks I’m a whore,”
she thought.

“
I told the driver to drive us a couple of blocks from your house and take an hour’s walk before we took you home,” Mitchell said putting Natasha’s mind at ease. Natasha smiled as she cursed the thought of having to wake up alone after such great sex.

“These came for you Miss Black,” Stacy Reynolds, Natasha’s assistant said carrying a bouquet of flowers. Natasha looked up to see Stacy placing the flowers next to another four bouquets that had come in a pan of two days.
“This is ridiculous,”
she thought as she looked at the flowers.

“
Wait Stacy,” she said as her assistant started to walk out. “What does the card say?” she asked. Stacy picked up the card and opened it.

“
Same as all others,” she said after a short pause. “Dinner,” she added as she walked to Natasha’s desk and gave her the card. Natasha took a long deep breath.

“
Thanks Stacy,” she said as she crumpled the small card. “Actually Stacy,” she called again as Stacy approached the door. “Take them all with you,” she said as she balanced her glasses on the ridge of her nose.

“
What would you like me to do with them?” Stacy asked looking confused. Natasha looked up from her computer and smiled.

“
Trash them, burn them, I don’t care,” she said with a smile. “And any other that come in, do the same,” she added before looking back at her computer.

“
Alright Miss Black,” Stacy said in a voice Natasha translated as ‘whatever you say boss’.
“She probably thinks I’ve lost it,”
Natasha thought as she looked at the time. It was almost six, time to go. She grabbed her purse and cleared her desk of all her personal effects. She was just walking out of the office when her phone beeper went off. She looked at it and smiled.

“
Coffee?”
the text from Mitchell said. She looked at it and began typing.

“
Actually kind of hungry.”
Send. She stood by the door as she waited for a reply.

“
Meet me at the parking lot in five.”
She smiled as she walked out of her office feeling on top of the world. As she passed Stacy’s desk, she noticed that she had already gotten rid of the flowers. She walked over to her desk with a smile.

“
Hey Stacy,” Natasha said to her with a smile. Stacy looked up and flashed her own pearly whites. Natasha liked Stacy. She was a genuinely nice person, never too eager to kiss her ass. Stacy Reynolds was just what she needed going into a new company.

“
Hey Miss Black,” Stacy said. “What more can I do for you?” she asked.

“
Nothing really. I just wanted to say thanks for dealing with that floral situation,” Natasha said winking at her. Stacy shrugged.

“
It’s nothing Miss Black, its all part of the job,” she added. Natasha smiled as she began walking away. Her phone buzzed again.

“
Where you at.”
She smiled as she typed away on her phone.
“
Lobby.”
she typed as she walked past the receptionist with a smile. As her stilettos clicked on the ground, she noticed Mitchell leaning against his black SUV. She then realized that this was the first time she had seen him all day. He had an early morning meeting and then when he got back to the office, Natasha was already in a meeting with some potential clients. She was just now laying eyes on her very own Derek Shepherd who looked as sharp as always in a grey pin stripe suit and soft purple shirt. His wavy hair shone in the evening sun, a heavy contrast from his light toned skin.

“
You look good, really good,” she said to Mitchell as she approached the vehicle. Mitchell gave her a smile and looked at her. Her body looked exceptionally great in the white wrap around dress and silver platform heels.

“
You don’t look so bad yourself,” he said as his eyes savored her beauty. He held his hand out and she looked at him confused.
“Is he going to hug me
here
”
she wondered as she took his hand in a nervous handshake. Mitchell smiled and pulled her in a close embrace.
“Oh boy, the office gossip machines have something to tweet about,”
she thought. He slowly pulled away and brought his head down to meet her lips.

“
Mitch, what are you doing?” she asked looking at him. It was strange enough that he was holding her this close in full daylight but to kiss her in full view of her co-workers? That was just ridiculous.

“
Can’t I be happy to see my woman?” he asked looking at her. Natasha looked at him and smiled.

“
You don’t mind if everyone here knows about us?” she asked. He smiled again and pulled her close for a long lingering kiss that almost left her gasping for breath.

“
Not at all,” he said after letting her go. She felt a shiver go through her.
“This might very well be the real deal,”
she though as she looked at him.

“
So where are we going?” she asked still in his arms. He smiled at her, a smile that made her a bit nervous.

“
I am not telling you, it’s a surprise,” he said as he opened the passenger door for her. She smiled as she climbed in.

“
It had better be a good one,” she said when he got in and started the ignition. “I’m not a very ‘surprise’ person,” she said holding up finger quotes.

“
I have known you for four months and I can guarantee that you will love it,” he said as he drove them off the company premises. She relaxed in her seat as they cruised down the streets. She suddenly got uneasy when they began heading out of town, towards the outskirts of LA.
“He best not be some serial killer,”
she thought struggling to regain her composure.
“Four months my ass, he may very well kill me.”
She looked over at Mitchell who was busy humming to the smooth tunes he had in the car. Soon, they drove into what looked like a landing strip.

“
Where are we?” she asked as she looked at the landing strip in front of them. There was a small plane on the strip and a man who looked like a butler standing right next to aircraft steps. “Who’s that man? Are you going to kill me?” she asked suddenly. She bit her lip when she realize that she had just thought out loud.

“
What?” Mitchell asked looking at her with a smile. He slowly pulled over and got out of the car then rushed round her door to let her out.”Come on,” he said as he took her hand. They walked together to the plane where the butler greeted Mitchell with a smile.

“
Everything set Edward?” he asked the man who smiled back and nodded.

“
Everything is in place Mr. Schmidt,” Edward replied as Mitchell led Natasha inside. Her eyes grew wide when she got inside the plane. The private jet had been prepped for just the two of them. There was a table romantically set for two and a bottle of champagne on ice.

“
Tonight, we are having dinner in San Diego,” he said with a smile as he fastened his seat belt. Natasha looked at him and smiled. Mitchell Schmidt was all that and a bag of chips. She relaxed as they took off wondering what the next few hours had for them. When they got to yet another private landing strip in San Diego, there was a car waiting to take them to Luca Bellini’s, a new Italian bistro in town. The restaurant had been popular from the get go thanks to celebrity chefs and its many high end clients.

As they walked through the doors of the bistro, Natasha could feel sophistication all around her. The hostess led them to a private table with a great view of the ocean. Natasha looked over at Mitchell and sighed. This man was out to spoil her and she loved every minute of it.

After a great dinner, Mitchell decided to take her for a walk on the coastline. She carried her shoes in her hands as they walked hand in hand eying the beautiful sun kissed ocean. They had only been walking for a few minutes when Natasha thought she heard someone call her name but she was not so sure about it.

Tasha,” she heard a male voice call out again. This time she stopped to look around.
“Who would possibly know me in San Diego?”
she wondered as she turned this way and that. “Hey ma,” she heard a voice behind her. She suddenly turned around to see her ex Jay smiling at her.
“Oh fuck,”
she thought.

“
Hey Jay,” she said passively. “What are you doing here?” she asked.

“
I came for a seminar. What are
you
doing here?” he asked. “And who is this?” he asked looking at Mitchell.

“
This is Mitchell, we were just having dinner,” she said, her hand intentionally on Mitchell’s abs. Mitchell responded by slowly putting an arm around her shoulders. She could tell Jay felt jealous seeing her in the arms of another man.

“
You doing white men now?” Jay asked clenching his fist. “Why, black men not good enough or is it because you’re a little lighter than us so you think you’re better?” he asked.

“
Jay my skin tone ain’t none of your business. I am just as black as the next person,” Natasha said angrily.

“
So, is he the reason why you won’t take my calls or at least appreciate the flowers?” he asked moving closer to Mitchell. Natasha got in the middle of them and pushed Jay off.

“
Jay, grow the fuck up and just go,” she said looking at him. Jay was still getting closer to Mitchell, threateningly close.

“
You had better listen to the girl, man,” Mitchell said as she pulled Natasha away.

“
Oh yeah?” Jay asked sarcastically. “Why? What are you going to do?” he asked as he shoved Mitchell. Natasha was getting scared. She just wanted to get out of there.

“
Man look, walk away,” Mitchell said shoving him back. By that time, curious onlookers were beginning to form a crowd. Natasha took Mitchell’s hand and began walking away.

“
Run away with your little bitch guess you both bitches anyway,” Jay yelled. Mitchell stopped in his tracks and ran his fingers through his hair. Natasha would have laughed at his James bond move if she wasn’t so scared.

“
What did you just say?” Mitchell asked Jay who was already moving towards him. Jay got so close to Mitchell that the only distance was the combined length of their noses.

“
I said you a little bitch,” Jay said and shoved Mitchell again. Natasha could see Mitchell act like he wanted to be the bigger person but Jay raised his fist and brought it towards his face. She was not sure what happened but suddenly, Mitchell ducked and gave Jay a couple of punches in his stomach before fly-kicking him to the ground. Mitchell then walked over to her and led her away from the scene.

It was all silent as they drove back to the airstrip. At the strip, Mitchell exchanged a few words with Edward before the plane finally took off. “I’m sorry about that,” Natasha said finally. Mitchell looked at her and smiled. He held her hand and squeezed it a little.

“You were not the one being disrespectful,” he said looking at her. He gently pulled her hand making her unbuckle her seat belt. She walked over to him and sat on his lap.

“
Where did you learn how to do that?” she asked as he put an arm around her waist.

“
I have a black belt, spent eight years learning martial arts,” he replied. Natasha was surprised but greatly turned on.

“
Is there anything else I need to know about you that I can learn in 20 to thirty minutes,” she asked in a sweet voice.

“
Plenty,” he said kissing her lips. He trailed his lips to her neck and quickly got to work on the knot behind her back that held her dress together. Natasha felt the pressure from her dress get lighter when he undid her dress. He pulled away as he roughly pushed the dress off her shoulders. He then quickly unclasped her bra and without wasting any time took a nipple inside his mouth. She moaned as she felt the intense pleasure of his mouth engulfing her nipples.

He soon began working his hand up her dress and pulled her panties off. He slowly used a finger to caress her now moist cunt as he continued sucking her. When he finally pulled away, her nipples were fully erect loudly screaming for attention. He undid his seat belt and sat her down before completely pulling her dress and panties from her body. She felt shy being so bare in front of him, fully clothed. He got on his knees and slowly caressed her smooth, creamy thighs and then brought his head to her center.