* Please review! And, just like my other Red Canyon story, I'm not letting Mac have Meth teeth. I just can't do it. I can't see him with those nasty, disgusting teeth, sorry!*
Mac was leaning over the pool table, getting ready to take his shot when the door to the bar opened up. He glanced up to see who was coming in. He was hopefully it was one of the towns' whores. He wanted to get laid, needed to get laid. A lot of his friends paid the girls for sex or blow jobs, but he never did. The girls knew better than to ask Mac for money. But what came walking in was not one of the ugly, worn out whores he was used to seeing.
This girl was petite with washed hair that sat just below her shoulders. It was parted to the right side of her head and was dark blond in color. Her clothes were clean and her skin looked flawless. He stood up straight and leaned on his cue stick as he watched her walk up the bar. She was new in town and didn't know anyone. He could tell by the way she looked around. She slipped into a bar stool and ordered a drink.
" Take my shot." Mac said as he handed off his stick to Patrick. He didn't take his eyes off the girl once. He reached out and grabbed Patrick by the shirt, yanking his friend to him. " And don't miss or I'll cut your nuts off." He snapped.
" Yeah, sure thing." Patrick said. Mac pushed him away then strolled up to the bar in time to hear her order a Sex on The Beach.
" You don't really want that, do you?" Mac asked, slipping down next to her. The girl looked at him quickly.
" And what do you think I want?" She asked. His smile was cocky and he knew it. He let his arms come to rest on the top of the bar and he clasped his hands together.
" I don't know but pick something else, anything else, and I'll pay for it." He said. Her eyes narrowed briefly but then she smiled and looked back at the bartender.
" Two shots of whiskey, straight up, for me and my friend." She said.
" Now you're talking." Mac said. He took the smoke from his ear and put it to his mouth.
" You know, it's rude to start smoking in front of someone and not offer them a cigarette." She commented without looking back at him.
Mac chuckled as he lit up. This chick had some balls. He liked that. He took the smoke from his mouth and handed it towards her. She looked back at him, took it and brought it to her perfect mouth. She slipped it between her lips and inhaled. Mac's cock jerked while his eyes followed her movement. Her lips were pale pink and looked soft.
" Your mouth is beautiful." He said. She exhaled in a laugh, pulling his eyes towards her face.
" Yeah and I bet you're thinking about all the dirty, little things I can do with it." She said at the same time the bartender set down two shot glasses
" Well, I'm not going to deny that." He said. She laughed again.
" Good because there are a lot of dirty things I like to do with it." She said, making his eyebrows go up.
The bartender poured out their shots then went to the computer to put the shots on Mac's ever running tab. She picked up her glass as he picked up his. They clicked glasses. He watched as she took the shot without making a face. That impressed him and Mac was not a man that got impressed easily. They slammed their glasses down at the same time with her ordering them another shot.
" Name's Mac." He said as she inhaled his smoke again.
" Oh, you have a three letter name." She said. She smiled as she looked at him. " I like three letter words." She almost purred out.
" Sex has three letters in it." He said boldly. She laughed again.
" It does. Good thing, because I like that too." Was it just his imagination or did her voice drop when she said it? Yeah, he had to get this girl on her back with her legs spread. " My name's Aaliyah." Mac did quick work in his head.
" That's a seven letter name. Any seven letter words you like?" He asked as he leaned in closer to her.
" Yeah, actually, there are." She said.
" Like what?" Because for the life of him, Mac couldn't think of any.
" Blow Job." He sat up straight as she said each word slowly.
" You're direct. I like that." He said. They clicked their newly filled shot glasses together then downed them again. They continued to talk together while taking a few shots every once and a while for the next hour. Four shots into their conversation, Aaliyah leaned forward with a smile.
" I think you should take me home." She said. Mac sat back, a little stunned by her boldness. But he recovered quickly.
" Yeah, I think I should. I think that sounds about right." He said. He knocked on the bar top to get the bartender's attention. He closed out his tab, paid for their drinks, the took her hand. He stood up and pulled her up with him. With a pointed look to his friends, they left the bar.
" I'll follow you." She said. Mac let go of her hand and nodded.
" Sure. That's my truck over there. I'm only about 15 minutes away." He said.
Aaliyah smiled and moved into him. She place one hand on the back of his neck and pulled his head down. Mac put his arms around her waist and cupped her ass as they started to kiss. She tasted like whiskey and smoke. He started to slowly grind against her while they made out. He was on fire. He hadn't expected this hot girl to be all over him. He thought he'd pretend to be a nice guy, maybe get her number, then leave and call up a whore.
" Let's go." Aaliyah whispered. " I need to get laid and so do you." Mac pulled completely away and grinned. Yeah, she was direct.
" I'll see you in a minute." He said.
He kept looking through his rear view mirror as they drove, making sure she was staying behind him. Mac never took girls to his place. He fucked them in his truck, in the bathroom of the bar, or behind the bar against the wall, but never at his place. Then again, this girl wasn't like the whores he was used too. She smelled amazing, clean. She was hot and beautiful. Plus, she was driving herself so he hoped that meant she wasn't going to want to stay with him. Even though the whores were whores, they always wanted Mac to cuddle them. Mac was not a cuddler.
Once he pulled up to his house, she parked her little car right beside his truck in his dirt driveway. In the background his dog was going nuts. When he got out of his truck, he yelled out to the dog to shut it but it did little good. Aaliyah was still smiling as she took a look around. Mac walked around to her and took her hand. He didn't want to waste time with her sight seeing. He wanted to get them inside the house, inside his room, and inside her.
" You live here alone?" Aaliyah asked while he pulled her towards his front door.
" Yeah. Just me and my dog." He said with his voice rough. He took his keys out and quickly unlocked the door.
They walked into his living room with him leading her through it and into the kitchen. His sink was filled with dirty dishes but he didn't give a shit. She went home with a man she had just met at the bar. If she thought he was Mr. Clean, then she was just stupid. They walked through the kitchen to the back of the house where his bedroom and bathroom were.
" You have condoms, right?" Aaliyah asked.
" Yeah." Mac pulled his arm forward, bring her towards his bed.
" Good, because I am clean and I want to stay that way." She said. She pulled her shirt off as he started to unbutton his. His eyes went right into her tight stomach and tits. They weren't huge, maybe a size B, but they were perfect for her body. Her skin was pale and spotless.
" Holy shit, you're fucking hot." Mac said. Aaliyah smiled and started to kick off her shoes.
" This is just about sex. I don't want your number, I'm not giving you mine. When we are done I'm leaving." Aaliyah said.
' Hot Damn!' Mac exploded in his head. ' This bitch is perfect!'
" Sounds good." He said. His let his shirt fall down as she moved to her jeans. " I prefer it that way anyways." Aaliyah smiled.
" Yeah, you seem the type." She said, letting her jeans slid down her legs.
Mac had only spent a lot of money on two things, his truck and his bed. His bed was huge. A king size mattress that felt like heaven. He loved his bed. The truck and the bed were his two favorite things. And now that he had this amazing girl under him, the bed felt even better. She had been the one to place the condom on him, something he usually did himself but her hands felt amazing. Once she had it in place, she laid down, spread herself open and he sank home.
Now her hands were in the hair at the back of his neck while he thrust in between her legs. She fit him so perfectly it didn't even feel like he was wearing a rubber. His mouth was buried in her neck, sucking and biting her. She was urging him on, telling him to do it harder so he gave her what she wanted. He pumped her hard, rocking her body with the force of his pelvis. Her eyes were shut and she was crying out. But she wasn't faking it. He could tell by the way she trembled under him and around his dick.
His hands were holding onto the top of his mattress to give himself some leverage. It had been a long time since sex felt that good to Mac. Her hips were rising and falling as she kept a perfect flow with him. He brought his forehead to hers as he started to sweat. His movements were growing more unsteady, shorter, faster as he felt his orgasm charging. His balls shook as fire spread through his veins. He was squeezing his eyes shut when she let go. His hearing was drowned out by the sounds of her climax. He was stunned at how much more turned on it made him to know she was cumming. He usually didn't care if the girl he was with got off. He never did anything to help them with orgasms.
" Shit!" He shouted as he started to fill the condom. His body jerked and his balls pumped like hot jets.
When it was over, he pulled out and collapsed down beside her. His hands came to rest on his stomach. His wrapped up dick was limp against his bed. His hair was wet with sweat and he was struggling to breath. He kept his eyes shut to let his body absorb the orgasm aftershocks. His heart was slamming in his chest.
" Wow." Aaliyah breath out beside him. " You are great. This was just what I needed."
Mac didn't say anything. He ran his hand over his face and noticed it was shaking. When the bed shifted, he opened one eye. She was standing up. Just like she said she would, she was getting dressed. He dropped his hands, opened both eyes, and propped himself up on his elbows. She smiled at him as she slipped her panties up her legs. Should be a crime to cover her up, he thought. A second later her amazing sex disappeared in her black thongs.
" Yeah, me too." He said.
He watched quietly as he watched her finish dressing. She climbed on top of him and kissed him hard. He grabbed her head with one hand as their tongues fought against each other. Then she pulled away, said she'd see him around and breezed out his house. Mac laid back down and stared at his ceiling. His evening had went better then he had planned it to go.