A/N: The scene was from another story, I just fleshed it out and posted it because I realized it didn't quite fit in with the story plan. There were a few other love scenes like it so if you enjoy, let me know and I will post them as well after changing them to fit this plot line.
One Night Stand
Part One
Mac's night had not gone well, she hadn't expected it to but she had expected to at least be able to leave Greg's place with a little dignity, instead she had been confronted by his girlfriend who had screamed at Mac calling her a home wrecker and drawing the attention of all of her ex-boyfriend's neighbors who had gathered to watch the scene in spite of the pouring rain.
She just wanted to escape her thoughts, her guilt despite not having known that Greg had had a girlfriend and knew EXACTLY where to go to do that. To the one man who would sleep with her and let her pretend it didn't happen the next day. The very man she knew that might even forget that it had happened if he was drunk or high enough.
With that thought, she drove cross town on the rain emptied streets and breathing a sigh of relief that Veronica and Logan were having a romantic weekend in Santa Barbara as she got out of her car and scurried to the front door. Hoping that Dick didn't have company, she hesitated for a second but the sound of thunder had her deciding to just go for it.
Mac wasn't sure what would happen when she knocked on Dick's door but she had decided that there was no way she was going home alone.
Dick opened the door and looked at the sopping wet woman standing there and blinked when he saw Mac's face. She looked pitiful standing there, her blue eyes looking like she wanted to cry, the smile on her face pretending that nothing was wrong. He couldn't help noticing that nothing had changed since college, she still did something for him, even standing there soaking wet.
Opening the door wider, he asked her in and offered a towel. When Mac stepped inside and took off her dripping wet outer shell, Dick took it and asked "Will this shrink in the dryer?"
With that he went to get a towel and came back to see Mac standing in the middle of the living room, shivering. Tossing the towel at her, he was about to turn up the heat when he saw she was near the fireplace. Using the start button, he soon had it lit and watched as she just stood there, not saying a word.
"You're soaking wet. Why would you be out in the rain? Is something wrong with Logan or Veronica?"
"No, not that I have heard." Mac answered hoarsely. "I just needed to escape my life for a few minutes and wanted to be someplace no one would look for me."
""So you came here?" He asked doubtfully as he took in her thin silk camisole and short black skirt that was still plastered against her skin even as she kicked off the ruined heels from her feet
"Yes, no, I mean, yes." She said turning to look at Dick.
"I see. So what is this really about, Mac? We both know that if you are here, you have truly ran out of bolt holes and from what I recall bolt holes and escapes tend to be your specialty. Must be all that training from Veronica."
Mac winced at that reminder of their almost relationship that summer before sophomore year and how she had ran, skittish about her attraction to Cassidy's older brother. Looking at Dick with a small sense of regret yet at the same time happy she had managed to avoid the emotional landmines that filled Veronica's life, she admitted "Turns out that the guy I have been dating, he has a girlfriend. When she showed up tonight, we were uh, well you know."
"Doing the deed?" He asked sounding more angsty than the lighthearted words indicated.
"No, thank god, not yet." Mac said quietly. "I was hoping we would move forward tonight, turns out he was too. We just weren't on the same page. He wanted an easy lay which apparently he considered me and I thought we were moving forward with our relationship."
Dick didn't say a word as Mac looked at him and admitted "I don't even love him, barely like him but my parents, well they are starting to think that I need a therapist."
"Have you ever considered that they might be right?" He quietly asked.
"No." She answered then admitted "I have seen someone. My problem is that I keep dating men who seem emotionally available but aren't. They are either getting over exes, cheating on me or as in Greg's case, cheating on someone else. If I had wanted that type of relationship, I could have chosen one of the any number of guys who made offers over the years."
"Yet, you keep looking in the wrong places." He said.
"Dick, I didn't come here to listen to the same conversation I will be having with my mother Sunday afternoon after brunch." She snapped. "If you must question me, find a new line of questions."
Dick stood and moved to the chair across from her and reminded himself of all the reasons not to touch her. He had to move away from Mac, the smell of oatmeal and honey from her shampoo smelled so good, reminded him so much of the old Mac that he longed to touch her, to carry her to his bed and just screw thoughts of any other guy out of her head.
Still he knew he had to get this back onto an even footing, to a place where they could each retreat behind their usual walls and protect himself from the damage she could reap upon him.
"Fine, so you will answer any questions I ask?" He retorted. When Mac rolled her eyes he said "Are you wearing any underwear?"
"Grow up Dick." Mac snapped then reminded herself why she came here and decided to use his question to her advantage. "And, yes, I am. Peach colored boy cut shorts with a little green bow on the front."
Mac heard his groan and knew that Dick was imagining her in nothing but those panties which worked well for her plan.
"Interesting. So were they purchased for your louse of an ex?" He asked.
Mac wanted to retort none of his business but in fact they weren't so she had no problem telling him "Veronica talked me into buying them one day when we were in La Perla."
"Man, no wonder Logan is so whipped." He said with a groan at the mental image of Mac and Veronica trying on lingerie. The petite natural blond in the fantasy was barely there, his mind and his eyes were completely on the girl he knew had a dark carpet in spite of her currently blond highlighted hair.
Mac saw Dick's eyes close yet again and his rather obvious physical reaction to her words and decided that it was now or never as she moved to stand in front of him. "Do you know what is better than your imagination?"
Dick's eyes opened and Mac could see the turbulence in his eyes as he was clearly torn between attempting a pass and walking away, so Mac decided to help him make up his mind as she ran her fingers through his short, blond hair. "I sort of miss your longer hair."
Standing, Dick moved so that Mac and he were pressed against one another and then as an experiment lightly brushed his lips against hers then drew back.
Mac stood on her tip toes and pressed their lips back together and saw his eyes watching her.
"Are you sure?" He asked not believing that this was actually happening until Mac wrapped her arms around his shoulders and pulled his head down into a kiss. He knew that this was rebound, but he didn't give a damn, not wanting to lose another chance at this, with her.
Pulling back from the kiss, he looked down and with a smirk said "We really should get you out of these wet clothes, after all it is supposed to rain this whole weekend."
Mac didn't hesitated afraid if she did so, she would back down from her plan as she began to unbutton her skirt. Dick took hold of her hands and said "Let me do that, please?"
Watching as he pulled her camisole loose from her skirt and eased it up her torso, his eyes never leaving hers before tugging it up over her head. "A bra? Why? You don't need one Mackie, fuck you most certainly don't need one."
Dick leaned down and kissed her bare shoulder, pressing kisses to her neck, licking her erratically beating pulse point before he tugged her ear between his lips. Catching his breath, he then whispered into her ear, "I'd have dreamed of seeing what you look like without anything on, with your defenses down, just you and me together like this for what feels like forever."
"Let's move this the bedroom," Dick said as he took her by the hand and led her to his room grateful that the maid had been there that morning.
When Mac went to unzip her skirt, he reached for her hands and pinned her against the wall and captured her lips in a mind drugging kiss. "What do you think you are doing?"
"I was going to remove my skirt." She said breathlessly only to see him nodding his head no. "Okay, then what do you want me to do?"
"Let me take them off." He said his eyes on her lips that were now bruised from their kisses before he stepped back a few inches and then asked her to trust him.
Mac could only stand there, gasping for air as she watched him watching her before he informed her that once he removed her clothes, he was never letting her go. When his hands clasped her breasts, then stepped back to moan at the picture he had created, Mac felt the heat pooling below.
His hands reached around her back to undo the clasp of her bra, then his hands came to the front and gently yanked the fabric away, getting his first view of heaven. Unable to stop himself, he gently squeezed them before sliding her skirt zipper the rest of the way down.
"Step out of your skirt." He said and when she did so, his jaw did drop, part of him angry at her wasting the beauty he was seeing on gomers like this Greg, that cheater kid and his brother. When he reached down and slide his hands inside her boy shorts, he was a bit surprised to feel a bit of disappointment at finding her clean-shaven.
Sliding the panties down her hips, he knelt in front of her as he eased them past her knees and lifted each foot out. Intending on pressing a kiss to her pelvis bone, he noticed something that had him smirking. Mac had only either been waxed or had shaved today and it was not something she did regularly which suited him just fine, because she was the one girl he had never wanted bare down there.
When Dick stood, Mac noticed the rather obvious proof that Dick was into this as much as she was, so she laid her hands against his chest and said "My turn to get you undressed."
"Mac, I won't last if you strip me." Mac wanted him to last, so she reluctantly sat down and watched him pull his t shirt over his head and then unbutton his shorts, leaving only his boxer briefs.
Mac stood and moved closer to Dick saying "I have to admit, the underwear were a surprise, I wouldn't have guessed you wore them."
"As much as I like a little fresh air, I discovered a couple of years ago that I hate my balls just hanging loose like that." He admitted as Mac slid her hands between them and pulled down his briefs the same way he had done hers. She felt his erection escape the cotton and stand at attention as the briefs moved further south as she dropped to her knees to remove them completely.
A smile crossed Mac's face as she realized that the rumors hadn't been an exaggeration. That Dick was well endowed even if he wasn't a generous lover, more like what was in it for him according to most women. The others had just gossiped that he made up for it with his moves in the sack. She licked her lips, and then the tip of his manhood before she stood up.
"Why did you stop?" He asked panting and clearly hoping that Mac would continue.
"Just want to make sure that you understand that no one, I mean no one can ever know about this." She said her eyes meeting his.
"I told you nine years ago, whenever, however and as often as you wanted and I meant it." He replied. "I won't tell a soul if that is your decision."
"Sit down." She said and watched as Dick obeyed. Mac dropped back to her knees, again staring at him before lightly kissing the vein on the underside of his manhood, making him twitch slightly. Mac found herself regretting not doing this sooner, as she mentally admitted wanting to make him scream her name before the end of the night. She wanted him to make her do the same.
Dick looked down in time to see Mac take him deep into her mouth before her lips moved back to his tip and sucked hard before sliding him back between her lips. When she continued to tease and torment him, he felt the pressure build, his body demanding release even as his brain demanded more. He moaned loudly again and tensed farther up as he felt his body winning the struggle with his brain.
Mac could taste the proof of how close he was, and wanted to make sure he remembered her and this moment so she continued to tease and torment, before letting him slip out so that she could flick his tip with her tongue.
Mac heard him scream for her stop but she kept working him, only pulling back slightly because she wanted to experience everything including how he tasted. Dick's entire body became tense as Mac felt and tasted his release. She eased back onto her knees, looking up to see the shocked expression on his face.
Dick looked at Mac, his senses on high alert as he fought to regain control. He pulled her up and onto his lap, kissing her and tasting himself on her tongue. Resting his head against hers, he said "My turn, it took fucking nine years but it is finally my turn."
With that, he lifted her off his lap and lay her down onto the comforter, enjoying the sight of a naked Mac against the dark gray material. He dropped to his knees, his hands spreading her legs as gently as possible as he made plans to show her the difference between need and want.
He knew those other guys had wanted Mac, how could they not, but Dick knew, he had known for years that some part of him, some part that he found hard to face in the light of the day needed Mac. Not just in bed, though he was hoping that this wouldn't be the only time he got her here, but out of it eventually as well as he convinced her he could be trusted.
Reminding himself not to get too far ahead and to concentrate on the here and now, he licked his lips, winked at Mac before running his finger lightly across her lower lips, already covered in the moist proof that she had enjoyed what had happened minutes before as much as he had.
Lifting his finger to his lips and licking it clean, he moaned at her taste and was bending forward with the intention of enjoying a late night snack when she tugged at his hair. Looking at her, he waited to hear what she had to say and when she demanded he fill her, he winked and flicked his tongue across her lower lips.
Mac body shuddered as he gave her proof that she should never listen to gossip. Dick's tongue, fingers and lips had her so close to coming but he kept taking her to the apex then stopping, never letting her find completion until she was begging him for it.
Dick send her over the edge when he could no longer fight his own need. His erection was slick with want as he eased up onto the bed and pressed a kiss against her stomach. He stopped at her breasts for a moment to tug at her tips with his teeth and said "Next time my lovely ladies, I am going to make sure that you aren't ignored."
Dick pressed a kiss against Mac's lips, letting her take charge of it for a moment then breaking it off, wanting to hear her moan as he slid himself inside of her.
Mac's now hoarse moans filled the air as he slid deep inside and then pulled back out. He thrust inside her with the just his tip and smiled when Mac bucked her hips to try to push further inside.
He stopped moving then slid inside a little further, and she pulled him down to her and kissed him whispering that she knew that it would be this good between them.
Dick lost control at that and pushed deep inside her. She broke the kiss to moan but his lips reclaimed hers as he started to thrust harder and faster, marking her his with every single inward movement into her until they were both incoherent.
Dick felt Mac coming and wanting to watch demanded she open her eyes. When she kept them closed, he slid out until he was barely inside her anymore. When she finally opened her eyes and looked at him, he leaned back onto his knees and lifted both of her legs and placed them onto his shoulders before he slid back inside watching as Mac gasped at the difference from the change of angle.
When Dick felt her tightened around him with every single inward thrust; he struggled to keep himself from coming as he wanted to watch her come first. The moment it happened, as Mac's head tilted upwards, he turned it back with his hand, their eyes meeting as Mac's body found nirvana.
The tremors inside and out sending Dick quickly over the edge too. He buried himself deep inside of her, groaning as he filled her, shocked to realize he hadn't even thought about using a condom.
As they lay there, out of breath and astounded at what had just happened, Dick stayed inside of her, slowly recuperating, knowing that there would be hell to pay when she figured out what they hadn't done.
No longer able to delay things, he gently slid out of her eased to her side and waited with bated breath for her to lay into him for the lack of condom. Instead, Mac looked over at him, tugged on his head and pressed a kiss to his lips before wrapped her arms around him, and they both fell asleep.
The End