"When you came in the air went out
And all those shadows there filled up with doubt.
I don't know who you think you are.
But before the night is through,
I wanna do bad things with you,
I wanna do real bad things with you," Bad Things by Jace Everett

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This chapter is overly long and smutty and we're almost done with the teen years, just a little drama ahead and then they're going to grow up. Enjoy xoxoxox Krissy

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"Don't you already love me?" He breathed hot air into her ear and ran his tongue over her earlobe.

"No, I mean like that, like this, I love you this way."

"We're fucked up Lucy, you know that right," He sucked lightly on her neck careful not to leave a mark. Both their mothers would have a fucking stroke if they knew about this shit.

She tried again to turn over and he stopped her, "The heart wants what the heart wants Mac, what are we supposed to do? Besides in a lot of states its legal, this one is one of them."

"You looked it up?" He laughed at that thought; she had been thinking about it, and that made him smile. He continued running his hands lightly over her back and Lucy groaned again.

"Yes, a year or so ago." She answered, "You could move to LA with me?"

"Ah," He decided to broach the subject carefully with her, "You know I do illegal stuff, right?"

She nodded; she actually knew more than she was willing to let on.

"It's not something I want to involve you in," He shrugged, "I don't even feel bad about what I do, and I don't know any other way, I don't even know if I can change."

"I know." She turned her head and looked him in the eyes, she did love his steel blue eyes, "I know you do what you have to do to survive here, but think about it. No one would know us at all, we could go anywhere."

"I'm the bad guy Lucy,"

"I don't care...I want..."

"What do you want? Do you even know?" He pressed his dick into the back of her thigh, maybe to scare her and she moaned; she had moaned and it undid him. Finally, he relented and turned her over so that he was between her legs, and it had been a long time coming. He looked down at her in the moonlight and propped his head on his bent arm,"Tell me what you want Lucy."

Lucy shook her head, "I want...more."

"More, Carina?," He ran his lips over her neck, leaving a wet trail as he went, sucked and left a dark purple mark behind her hair where no one would see it, "You want more?"

She nodded looking up at him with clear eyes and a clear mind as he lifted her shirt up. He gazed down at her, she was truly beautiful to him, and the only girl he really wanted. All the others were just to get off, to fill a need when she was gone, he had come to that conclusion a long time ago. It had to be so, he was so different with her, even he could see that.

"You got nice tits, Lucy, been meaning to tell you that for a while," He grinned and remembered his vow to himself not to look at her, even then he knew it was an empty promise.

Mac grinned down at her and ran his hand over her right breast, she hadn't bothered to put on a bra, and it wasn't the first time. Usually when she did that he'd end up jerking off in his room thinking about it afterward, and he smiled; not this time, then brought his lips down to the side of her breast and kissed her there, "I can't wait to stick my face in between them."

"And here I thought you were an ass man," She sighed as his palm made circles over her nipple and then his lips were there and she cried out, squirming under him, "Oh fuck, Ohhhh fuck."

"Like it?" He flicked his tongue against her right nipple until it was hard, then sucked it entirely into his mouth, watching closely for her reaction.

"Yes," She gasped out, arching her back and flinging her arms back as if she was levitating off the bed of the truck. It was so good...

"Want more?" He asked with a smile against her skin and another kiss to the side of her breast, "Or do you want me to stop?"

"Don't you fucking stop goddammit," She dug her hand into his hair and pulled hard.

"Oh fuck that feels good," He moaned and she pulled again, this time a little harder, and he moaned again. Mac licked a trail from the side of her breast to her nipple, blew hot air across it, then watched her again. He wanted to know what she liked and didn't like, he wanted to make the world spin in front of her eyes that night.

Lucy gulped and let out a long sigh that was like music to his ears, "More, more, please! Oh my God!"

"Glad I went out and got some experience?" He dipped his hand down into her shorts, running his fingers over the seem of her damp panties, then back out again just as fast making her whine with need.

"Yes..."

She was so responsive to him, the years of denying this seemed ridiculous now, they both wanted it desperately and had for a long time. He'd hardly touched her and she was soaked and his dick was straining against his jeans hard and leaking, it was overwhelming physically and emotionally to him. Probably for her too he imagined and reminded himself to go slow, he had to go slow with her. She wasn't like other girls.

"Please," She panted, feeling as if she was going to come unglued at any moment, every time he touched her she felt the burning lust between her legs she had only ever heard of before second hand. Most of her friends had done this with boys and some with each other, but she didn't want to, and never had, even before Mac told her not to. She had been saving it all for someone special, for him.

"More?"

"Yes," She moaned and arched her back again as he swirled his tongue around her nipple and brought his fingers to the other one now, "Oh God." She could feel it everywhere and when he stopped she felt longing, unlike anything she had ever felt before.

"You taste so sweet Lucy, just like I imagined." He kissed the side of her breast and ran his tongue over her skin with a low growl.

Forbidden fruit always tasted sweeter, he had heard that saying and he thought of that as he pulled her shorts down. She lifted her hips to help him, kicked them to the bottom of the truck bed and leaned up on her elbows.

"This is it huh?" She grinned and he shook his head.

"I ain't fucking you tonight, I'm gonna, but not tonight." She opened her mouth to argue with him, but then he brought his lips down to her stomach with open-mouthed wet kisses that were making her lose her mind. "Don't worry there's lots of stuff we can do," His voice was filled with dark promises that took her breath away as his lips made their way over her skin. She lost all will to fight him on it, especially when he talked that way, if he wanted to be in charge of it all she'd let him, as long as he didn't stop what he was doing, "I'm gonna make you feel so good."

This was what everyone was talking about, she thought, what all her friends are so excited about, now she understood.

Lucy looked down at him and he met her eyes as he licked his way up her stomach and across her chest. He kissed her again, shoving his tongue into her mouth like he owned her, he did now, and they both knew it. The more he touched her the harder she gripped the blanket they were laying on pulling it up into her fists as her legs moved involuntarily while he went further south.

"Soon?" She panted, Lucy made no effort to hide what she wanted, he liked that about her; no mind fucking.

"Soon," He murmured and set her feet flat on the bed of the truck, "Open your legs Lucy, let me see you," She did as he told her, letting her knees drop to the sides, spread her legs wide and Mac gazed at the most forbidden thing in his world, "Soon, I promise," He pushed his hair over his forehead and out of his face then looked down at her, "Christ that's nice."

" It better be soon, I've spent way too much time thinking about your dick." Lucy gasped as his hands brushed against her thighs, and his thumbs traveled over her slippery flesh, tentatively at first.

"See, I knew you were," He laughed.

"Fuck off!" She laughed, then, "Oh fuck!" When she felt his fingers sliding over her pussy, nice and slow.

"So wet for me; you'll be the death of me Lucy," He sighed loudly, " I've known it all along since you busted on into my life when I was two."

She laughed at that and ran her hands through his hair and pulled again, "Maybe you'll be the death of me?"

"Doubt it," He brushed his cheek against her thigh, letting the scruff of his face scratch her and she moaned again, "You were supposed to be a boy, the doctor said so, but you were an asshole even then."

Then he licked her hard, held his hands on either of her thighs and pushed his tongue inside of her, smiling against her when she moaned out "Oh God," and her legs shook. Mac opened his mouth wider to drink from her, then traveled higher where he knew she needed him to be.

" Mmmmmmmmm Delicious," He moaned against her clit and the vibration made all the stars above her head move in the sky. She pushed against his face trying to get to something she didn't even know and he would take her there she was sure. He hands were still gripping his hair and holding him in place as he slid his tongue all over her pussy like it was his job and she couldn't hold back the moans and trembling that came.

"Oh, Jesus Christ," She cried out, "Oh my god you're the devil."

Mac looked up at her with a smirk, "You just figuring that out." Then he was right back down between her legs, where he'd wanted to be for as long as he could remember, "I want you to watch Lucy, watch me."

Lucy did as she was told, sat up against the back of the cab and watched as he opened his mouth, slid his tongue along her lips and groaned loudly. The sounds he made while he was doing this to her were animalistic, and the way his hands gripped her thighs made this so much more than just a physical event for her.

She reached down and ran her hands through his hair as he spread her wider, he looked up at her once with hooded love drunk eyes then brought his fingers into the mix. He fingered her slowly, swirling his thumb around her clit again, never stopping his tongue and lips sucking and licking her. Now she had died and gone to heaven, it was too much and not enough all at the same time.

Mac was careful with her because he knew she was a virgin and there weren't many of those these days, Lucy was the only one he personally knew. He loved her and didn't want to hurt her either, but his desire for her was unmatched. He wanted all of her, every bit and he wanted to possess her, to keep her for his very own, for the rest of his days.

Her legs shook as she watched him and her belly was burning from the feel of his fingers going in and out her, and the feel of his tongue. She had never been with anyone this way and the soft wave of his tongue over her skin was almost too much to bear; her eyes clamped shut and she gasped for air as if she was drowning.

"You OK?" He asked as he circled her clit with his thumb again, followed by the soft sucking of his lips, keeping his fingers moving in and out of her in a steady rhythm. He could feel her starting to twitch around his fingers and she was breathing so heavy; it occurred to him then that she had never even touched herself.

"Oh, fuck yes," She moaned and slid down against the cab until she was flat on her back and slammed her hands down on the metal bed three times in succession, "Fuck yes, oh my god!."

"This your first time?" He looked up at her again, a little shocked.

Lucy let out a soft grunt, "Yeah," begging him not to stop, "Please don't stop, please don't stop."

"You never got yourself off before?" He still couldn't believe it.

"No, never," She shook her head in frustration because he had stopped what he was doing, it was sweet torture and she wanted more, "Please, please don't stop."

"Oh, fuck me," He groaned and went back to what he was doing until she screamed out into the night