Okay a few things to run down 1) I am officially done with finals for this semester so updates will be more regular, trying to keep it at 1-2 chapters per week. This is going to be for most of the summer, yay! 2) Keep the comments coming, its great to hear what you guys think. I love constructive criticism 3) This is important, this chapter is short and I did that for a specific reason. This is an adult chapter, hence the M rating on the story. If you enjoy this stuff go ahead and read along if not skip this chapter. If you skip it you won't miss anything important I promise you. With that said I thank everyone who commented on the last chapter. It's great to hear from you all and I hope you enjoy.
When they had made their way up to Phil's bedroom Mackenzie threw herself on the bed and stared at the ceiling, enjoying the comfort of the bed beneath her. She felt her leg get lifted and the boot on her calf began to loosen. Looking down she saw Phil at work unzipping them. The first on was off and he began to rub her foot, eliciting a small sigh of pleasure from her lips. He moved onto the next one and repeated his actions.
"That feels so good." He didn't say a word back. He responded by reaching under her dress and peeling her leggings off. "Hey, I did not say you could do that." Mackenzie giggled at his enthusiasm.
"I've wanted to take these off you from the minute you put them on." He admired her legs, lean and muscular from her daily runs.
"Since you've taken the liberty of undressing me I can do the same." She stood and reached for the hem of his shirt. She was too short to pull it off but he had bent over giving her a better chance of getting it off in one swift motion, which she did. Eyes his tattoos she traced along them with her finger, gently finding her way down to the waistband of his jeans. Hooking her fingers in his belt loops she pulled him close to her. He craned his neck down and gave her a soft kiss on the lips.
"So am I going to get that massage now?" She whispered, her face less than an inch from his.
"I'll massage you alright." He growled before attacking her neck with kisses and nips that left her breathless. She was too preoccupied with the feeling if his teeth and lips on her neck that she didn't realize he was working on removing her dress. It wasn't until he broke away to pull it over her head that she registered what he was doing. His eyes roamed over her body. Her breasts were enhanced by the lacy black push up bra she had on. He twirled her around to get a full picture and was floored when his eyes registered that she wore a matching thong.
"You actually wore a thong?" Desire dripped from every syllable and Mackenzie reveled in it.
"I was wearing legging. I always wear a thong with leggings." She worked on the button of his jeans and pulled them drop to the floor, allowing him to step out of them. Her eyes lingered on Phil member which was straining to free itself from the confines of his boxers. He took no time in kissing her again, lips feverishly attacking hers, their breathing steadily getting heavier.
He reached back to unhook her bar, throwing it across the room. His hand cupped her breasts, massaging them in his hand. Taking her nipple into his mouth her sucked and nipped until it hardened and stood at attention and then made quick work of doing the same to the other.
"Your breasts are like candy." He said before kissing her again, his tongue battling with hers for dominance. He broke away to early for her liking and quickly pulled off her thong, leaving her standing completely naked before him. "Lay down." The command sent chills down her body. Part of her wanted to obey but the other part raged for her to take control yet again.
"What if I don't want to?" He answered her by picking her up and tossing her playfully on the bed. She looked up at him a look of astonishment on her face and he answered her with a smirk. He crawled between her legs and trailed kisses up her right inner thigh at an excruciatingly slow pace. He finally reached the area she had most wanted him kissing but skipped over and started work on her left thigh, kissing his way up slowly.
"Phil please." She pleaded, not being able to withstand the torture. He was halfway up her left thigh and stopped.
"What do you want?" It was heavy with desire. She hoped in that moment he would do anything she asked and for once she was at a loss for words. Once again she was torn between letting him take the reins or taking them for herself.
"Could you speed it up a bit?" It sounded more like begging than she was accustomed to but he had her tottering on the edge and she so desperately wanted to fall off the cliff into the bliss she knew he could give her.
"Nope." He responded shortly before resuming his work at an even slower pace. Mackenzie growled in frustration knowing there was no way he would pick up the pace now. He made it up to the apex of her thigh again and Mackenzie felt her lower half tingle with anticipation but once again Phil succeeded in frustrating her when he moved and kissed her right above her belly button.
"Why are you torturing me?" She mentally chastised herself for sounding so needy.
"It's not fun being tortured is it? Maybe you'll think twice about riling me up and then just leaving." Mackenzie remembered the incident before she had left to her parents house and giggled.
"You totally deserved it." She remembered the rush she had gotten from his small show of dominance and the slight anger that came along with it. She wanted control but with him it was near impossible to stay 100% in control. He had the ability to make her let go and enjoy the heat of the moment whether she could control it or not.
"Oh really." He rubbed his index finger along her fold, exploring every inch of her outer lips but carefully avoided her clit. The teasing was worse than when he had kissed her a few moments ago. She willed herself to not beg him to do as she wanted. She hadn't been intimate with someone for months and the pent up frustration combined with the current teasing were making her very desperate. Her breath caught in her throat she gathered what little self composure she had left. She refused to let him see her squirm too much. "I can do this all day."
"What do you want?" Her words were breathy and barely audible. "So much for self control." She thought to herself.
"Nothing, I just enjoy watching you squirm." Mackenzie was skirting on the edge on an orgasm. Her lack of any sexual activity made her hyper sensitive to any touch her had given her but she needed him to fully touch her so she could reach her peak.
"Please Phil." She half screamed, finally forgetting all about saving face. She just wanted release. He obliged and plunged two fingers inside her finding her g-spot quickly. She let out a sound that was a cross between and moan and a whimper and he answered by rubbing his thumb in gentle circles on her highly sensitive nub. It wasn't long before she felt the old but familiar tingling start at her toes. It made its way up her body in a slow wave before crashing over her like a tsunami. Wave after wave hitting her drawing screams of pleasure from her lips. Phil stopped when she had calmed down and she looked at his through a euphoric haze only to be ramped up again by him licking his fingers clean. She sat up and kissed him tasting a small hint of herself enjoying how she could taste him underneath. She made quick work of ridding him of his boxers, leaving him ready for action. She went to pull him back into a kiss but was a bit dismayed when he actually pulled farther away. She was relieved to see that he was just reaching for a condom in his nightstand drawer. She was glad he was being responsible because in the heat of the moment she had forgotten and she was on no form of birth control.
He settled on top of her and she wrapped her legs around his waist, grinding her hips signaling what she wanted. He answered by slowly entering her, letting out a contented sigh as he felt her warmth wrap around him. He set a slow but steady pace, getting acquainted with the feel of her body. Soon she was rocking her hips along with his, trailing kisses and nips along his collarbone.
"Faster." She commanded and he obliged, picking up the pace. Soon they were lost in a sea of moans, kisses, panting and heated expletives. Phil felt his climax close but didn't want to reach it before Mackenzie. Reaching down he started rubbing her clit in time with his thrusts. It wasn't long before he felt her tighten around him as she chanted his name like it was a prayer, the sights and feel of her climaxing as she chanted his name like it was a prayer, the sights and feel of her climaxing sending him over the edge. He collapsed next to her removing the condom in the process and tossing it to the trash can. They both lay there, working to catch their breath.
"That...was...just...wow." Mackenzie said.
"Have I actually rendered you speechless."
"I think you have but don't get too excited. I haven't had sex in about five months." She cuddled next to him using his chest as a pillow and wrapped her arms around his waist.
"Oh really, well since you got the first one out of your system, let's see if I can render you speechless once again." He tried to roll on top of her again but she didn't let him. She crawled under the sheet and cuddled into ball hoping he would take the hint. The first time had worn her out, she just wanted to sleep.
"You just want to sleep?" He asked softly and she answered with a nod. He gestured for her to cuddle up to him again and she happily did so, resuming her spot on his chest. His heartbeat lulled her off into a peaceful sleep.