Okay… sooo. I get requests. Lots of requests and some of you are really horny because those are the requests I get a lot of. "Oh can you have them do this… can you have them do that…" So this, was a request and if you read the title of this edition of "Making Love To You" it's about the good old 69.

I hope I do it justice because, sad but true - I often get a little bored writing love scenes. Yes, yes, I know you like them but I rather like describing a kiss - I think that's way hotter. Sadly, there's no kissing here… well… there is some form of kissing… I hope you enjoy.

And crack up your cold showers Mac's POV will take you on a trip through their sexy love life.

Sixty-Nine

"Mac…Oh Mac." His voice catches the moment I take his length into my mouth. My lips push past the silky mushroom head, teeth nipping him slightly and yet, it's enough to make him buckle.

My tongue laps at the tip, tasting his precum that bubbled to the surface seconds after my hand touched him. When I lick him from base to tip, my lips barely teasing the sensitive skin, it makes Harm squirm on the bed and I can't help but grin. I know what he wants and how he wants it but, I want to tease him, to draw out his pleasure until he screams my name. "Patience, Commander."

He's impressively thick and long, a lethal combination given how well the man uses his most prized possession. I love how I can arouse him, the touches that make his cock swell and grow impressively, the way he practically whimpers when I stop. He gives up his precious control to me because he trusts me and loves me and I pull away to drag the tip of my nail gently over his sensitive flesh. "Oh God."

One warm, rough hand slides up my thigh so slowly until his fingers brush my sex and I hear him groan again. "Damn, I love you in lace."

"You love me out of lace."

"That too." He chuckles and that hand cups me as I continue to lick his cock, slow and steady as if he were my favorite lollipop. He enjoys that to a degree but, what really gets him off is my mouth, when I take him between my lips and suck. That's when he's fully mine, his eyes rolled back, heavy panting turning into low, sexy moaning. Or a groan. God I love it when he groans. But, I won't give him that, not yet.

Instead, I continue licking and a low growl is the only thing signaling his frustration at my barely there touches. It makes me grin and once again Harm buckles when my teeth scrape gently over the tip. "You're trying to kill me aren't you?" He pants and raises up on his elbows to watch me. Those blue eyes are alive, half lidded and oh so sexy it turns me on to see him like that - wanting me, desiring me. I'm so aroused I've begun to soak through the lace panties I'm wearing and undoubtedly Harm can tell, his fingers caresses through the cloth that covers me.

I'd surrender to his touch, to the feel of those long thick fingers penetrating me but, he's merely stroking, teasing. He hasn't even slid the fabric out of the way yet. And so I nibble at him again and a frustrated sound emanates from him. He's mine, all mine. A submissive to whatever pleasures I had in mind for him. "Have to punish you for that stunt you pulled in court today, Commander." To prove my point, I pull away from him completely and laugh when Harm stares at me pleadingly. "If you'd rather I stop."

"No. No. No...I'll beg you not to…Actually... c'mere." His eyes are alight with mischief and then he sits up and angles me. Harm grabs my hips, positioning my body so that my knees are on either side of his head and he is beneath me.

"Harm? What are you...ooooohhhh." He pulls me down and without warning that hot mouth covers the wet lace and his tongue begins to probe over the fabric until he finds my clit. He's slow and methodical, teasing me as I've teased him. But this is far more sensual, the barrier between us makes for the most unique sensation. The position has me spread over his mouth and when he pushes the panties aside it gives him access to thrust his tongue into me over and over parting my wet lips. Suddenly, I'm at a loss at what I was doing to him as his mouth makes my core clench.

If I wasn't wet before, I am now with every pull of his mouth on me. My legs are barely holding me up now they shake with each frenetic touch. Yes. The tables have turned and he turns me into putty and the hand that was once stroking his shaft stills completely as each exquisite sensation flows through me. Harm's hands wrap around my hips spreading me more, pulling me back so that his face buries into me as he covers my sex with his mouth. A savage growl and I feel the lace ripped away from me, the wisp of fabric discarded to sate his savage caress. "Oh God, Harm." He's moaning again and the sweet vibration passes from the back of his throat, to his lips and onto my clenching sex. I've all but forgotten that impressive cock of his, my mind shattering with a climax that is coming like an unstoppable freight train. Fuck. He has me now, I'm his to do whatever he wishes and as I'm about to tumble over the edge, he stops.

That hot mouth is on my inner thigh now lapping, nibbling but no longer on my wet sex. I ache for him to finish, my core needing him to plunge inside and take me as hard as he can. My clit hurts from the pressure he's created and not completely released. With a start, my eyes snap open and I shift enough so that I can see him staring at me; a sly grin spreading on his lips. "Did you forget about me, Marine...69 works both ways."

A hand passes over my sex, barely there, just enough to keep me on that edge. He parts my folds once, twice and then pulls away with something of a chuckle. Yeah, duh...of course, he just...Ugh. "I'm aware how a 69 works, sailor. You just caught me by surprise…" I wiggle my ass at him and then dip slowly down onto his lap. I take his length into my hand and start moving up and down, working his shaft slowly making him hard as granite. It's not until my lips wrap around the head that Harm tastes me again and this time he doesn't stop.

I take him deep into my mouth and he gasps when the tip touches the back of my throat. I pull out slightly, just enough and give a low moan that makes him gasp one more time. He feels the vibrations that cause him to throb and swell. My lips curve into a grin around his cock as I hear the breath rush out of his lungs and fan over my damp body. "Damn...don't stop." He begs as I take him deep again and begin bobbing my head up and down his glorious erection.

I love this, to hear the sounds of his pleasure, to taste it on my tongue and in my mouth. The ridges of his shaft delightfully skimming over my lips as I hold onto that masculine strength, slowing only to tease him more. The pressure of my mouth increases as does the incessant piercing of his tongue that undulates inside me.

A warm wet tear slides from one of my eyes, down my cheek as I come up for air. Damn, he's the only man that has ever done that to me, the only one that pleases me to the point at which I'm a ball of raw emotion. It's so good, so damned good and when one finger slips inside of me, his name falls from my lips in a strangled cry. One long digit turns and twists, massaging every wall of my core, curving to hit a spot which has me screaming his name.

Again my attention comes away from his cock because I'm unable to keep any smooth motion while his finger and now another pump in and out of me. There's a tightening in my stomach that quivers downwards making me clench around those long digits wanting more and more of what he's giving me. I see his erection twitch with each sound I make and for a moment, I almost apologize at the lack of attention I've given him. But then his fingers oull out and he's tasting me again, licking every inch of my wet core.

"Mmm, you like that don't you." Harm's voice is low and seductive, his warm breath tickling me when he merely kisses the flesh he's worked to such sensitivity.

"You know I do." Oh my, his tongue touches me, undulating in that circular movement and I'm in Heaven or a particularly delightful part of Hell. It's Hellish alright because it's a barely there flick and he chuckles when I lower myself down to him again.

"Say it, Mac...Tell me what you want."

I may have come at that, the guidance of his voice making this so salaciously good. But, I choose not to answer with words because my hand that has wrapped around him twists over his length makes Harm's breath hitch. His hands forcefully pull me back onto his mouth until those perfectly kissable lips find my clit, relentlessly, laving my bud with steady attention that I start to see stars. My mouth that had come over him again pulls away on a scream, teeth nipping the tip as my jaw clenches from the force of a climax so hard I'm gasping for air.

Even as my body shudders above his Harm doesn't stop. His fingers find me again, part my folds and begin to thrust in and out. I would like to think that it was impossible to come again, not after that explosive climax but, there he is building another in such an intense creshedo, I almost black out.

He doesn't seem to mind that I've all but forgotten him. Well, not really, how could I forget such an impressive part of his anatomy? Harm's slowed the movement of his mouth, tenderly licking and kissing my overly sensitive skin. He laps at my juices, parts me with his tongue again. "Mmmm."

It's his turn to feel that mind blowing explosion that makes your heart race. It's his turn to scream my name in reckless abandon. And once my breath reases so begins the movement of my hand again, wrapping around his cock. Grasp him tightly, fisting up and down in a twisting motion that makes his breath hitch. Faster and faster I move, stroking him watching that mushroom tip glisten.

The mouth that was once so interested in me drops away and I feel the control shift back to me and if his low growl is any indication, I have him right where I want him.

Before long, my mouth takes him again deep and hard, sucking every inch of him, nipping with my teeth, licking with my tongue. I taste the salty seed that escapes from the tip and know he's close… so close. "Fuck! Mac!"

I suck him hard this time, my fingers pressing into a sensitive spot on his scrotum and then he's lost. His hips buckling upwards towards me, my mouth milking every last drop of him as hot jets shoot into it and I swallow every drop.

Harm's breath is ragged, coming in shuddering waves and his body shakes as the last of his release exhausts him. He's panting beneath me and before I crash next to him in bed, his lips kisses between my thighs.

We're both at a loss for words, deliciously spent and exhausted. I feel my eyes grow heavy and soon I'm off to dreamland with my flyboy.