Mac threw himself into work after he got home from plowing Julie, in his words, for three days at Thanksgiving time and tried hard to push her from his mind. Walter was pleased that he was back to normal and cooking and selling like he was supposed to be instead of chasing pussy all over Utah. No woman was worth that, not even his sweet Delilah, god rest her soul.

She didn't contact him either, and that was good. It was best for them to keep their distance and do what the fuck they needed to do instead of giving into this obsession. Then one day in early January Julie got up early and peed on a stick. She already knew, her body was in immediate revolt almost from conception, Mac's parasite made itself known right from the jump, no big surprise, but this just confirmed it.

She had been throwing up daily for a week and her period was way overdue, the range of emotions she went through even before it was confirmed was exhausting, but in the end, she knew what the right thing to do was. Julie had been adopted, an abandoned baby in a park at the age of a week old; if a jogger hadn't happened by she would have been dead, despite it being June in Los Angeles. Her wonderful parents had adopted her and taken her to Utah.

Julie could never hurt a baby, no matter who the father was, and she had been so careful too. But not with Mac because he did something that no one else did to her. It was scary, he made her lose her guard and that was a bad thing.

Since she had time to think it over, Julie knew it would do no good to keep it from him, so she returned to Cainville while on winter break from school. Three hours of a drive to find out at The Luna Mesa that he was out in the caves, so she got a room at the hotel next to the bar that Walter ran and waited for him to show up.

Part of her wanted to leave but someone would tell him she had been there, that would be worse if he found out anything before she had a chance to tell him herself it would be a shit show. There was something very dangerous about him, appealing yes, it was that too. But if he found out she was pregnant and she hadn't told him, there would be hell to pay.

The next day Mac was back in town and banging on her hotel door at seven in the morning after he had seen her car parked in the parking lot. She drove her late father's early model Jaguar, so he knew the car right away. Who else drove an old beat up rusted out car from the '80s, her that's who.

Half asleep and rubbing her eyes Julie opened the door and he busted in like he owned the place. Slamming the door behind him, his hands were on her in an instant as he backed her up until they both landed on the bed. They didn't even speak and his mouth was on hers like he was starving to death, and his hands went under her t-shirt and down into her sleep shorts with wild aggression.

Julie was equally aggressive with him, which she hadn't intended, but everything with the two of them was unintended. Her hands wound into his hair and pulled as he kissed her dirty, fucking her mouth with his tongue. A strangled moan escaped her lips as both their hands fumbled with the buckle and zipper of his pants.

Mac had her shirt off in a second and he was all over her chest with his hot, wet mouth, as Julie pulled his shirt open, popping all the buttons, and making him laugh as they clattered across the floor. He made quick work of sliding his tongue across her right nipple until she was ready to scream out, then brought his palm down over her other breast. She thrashed on the bed and he ate it up with a spoon, this girl made him feel like a rock star.

He smelled like crack and three days of sweat and dirt, he was probably still high and she didn't fucking care. Mac's lips never left her nipple and his fingers went to the other one, plucking both of them to hardness; her hands dug into his hair in ecstasy and she moaned out loud.

"Oh God Mac," She pulled him closer by his hair, "Oh my God."

"I am your God," He groaned, and she could feel him grinning as he made his way from one breast to the next with his mouth, leaving a wet trail that he then blew hot air on. There were goosebumps all over her body and her skin tingled as his breath traveled over her nipples, she felt it both where he touched and licked her and everywhere else, "Don't forget that."

Julie arched her back like a cat, ignored his arrogant comments and held his face against her chest as she started to tremble. She could feel his hands traveling over the elastic of her panties, then his thumbs were at the center. She knew she was wet, she could feel it and she could feel his lips against her breast, he had smiled again.

"That's a good girl," He growled into her ear, "So wet for me."

Mac spread her legs wide and gazed down at her damp panties, ran his finger over them right up the center, stopping right over her clit. He looked up at her and she was breathing heavily now, and trying to sit up on her elbows to see. He pushed her down and slowly ran his finger over the bundle of nerves that was his main focus now and she moaned deep in her throat.

"God damn, your so..."

"What?" He asked, still running his fingertips back and forth over her panties.

"So good..." She breathed out, it was all so erotic, despite his barging in on her and attacking her straight away, despite how dirty and gross he was at the moment, that didn't matter, "Mmmmmmm." She purred.

"I know, why the fuck else would you keep coming back for more." He snarled as he brought one leg up onto the bed and then the other, so her feet were flat on the bed, "Open those legs for me and keep 'em open."

She obeyed and soon felt the scruff of his beard on her inner thigh, then his hands as he slowly made his way up and her legs shook in anticipation. He brought his lips to her inner thigh and lay wet open-mouthed kisses along both her legs on the way to his goal. Julie trembled in anticipation of what was coming next.

"You fuckin tease, goddammit," Her eyes closed, her legs opened wider, she dug her hand into his hair and pushed his face against her body where she wanted him. Her body always wanted him, no matter how much her mind told her he was a bad idea.

He looked up even though he knew she couldn't see him clearly, "Shut up and take it." He commanded as he bit her inner thigh, then sucked hard. He soothed the sting with his tongue and decided to take it up a notch. Mac pulled her panties aside and slid his fingers against her wet lips, then inside her for what seemed like only seconds to her, and then pulled them out. She groaned out loud as he ran his wet fingers slowly over the cloth of her underwear again from the back to the front.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck, Mac," She breathed out, "I need to..."

"What do you need Jules, what do you need?" He purred, still working her over with his fingers against her panties, and she was approaching a frenzy, "Tell me."

"I need to cum," She moaned, "Oh, please."

"Not yet," He slid her panties off and tossed them over his shoulder, "Not till I say you can."

Julie felt his hands coming down her legs slower than molasses until finally, finally, he licked her with the flat of his tongue. She gripped the sheets on either side of her and cried out in sweet agony. He was the devil with that tongue and she would follow him right to hell for more.

"You wanna cum?" He asked and slid his tongue inside of her, then replaced it with his finger as he ravenously licked all around her pussy, then teased her clit just for a second.

Julie was having an out of body experience by this time and babbled words out one after the other as he took her higher and higher.

"Please, please Mac don't do this to me, I need to..." She spoke in a voice that she didn't think was her own, what had he done to her?, "Please, please."

"Soon, you just keep begging like I like, " He whispered, "Just keep begging," He brought a hand up to her belly and pressed down, turned his finger inside of her and made the "come here" sign.

"Oh God please," She moaned as he reached up and rolled one nipple between his thumb and forefinger.

"Beg me for it," He stopped for a moment and she let out a sigh in frustration, "Scream Jules, let me hear you."

"Please, please, please," Mac went back to his dirty work as she pleaded for relief. His cock was raging hard and about to explode but he didn't stop this time until she was screaming just like he wanted. Probably they could hear them over at the bar, Mac didn't care, it was good for his rep.

"Come on Jules, cum for me," He crooned softly and demanded against her skin, "Come on now. I want it."

"Oh my God, oh my god," She cried out, slapping her hands down on the mattress and twisting the sheets in her fist, then felt his tongue back on her clit and his finger still working her G-spot until a flash of white burst behind her eyes and she exploded into a million little pieces, "Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh my God, oh my god, oh fuck yes, Mac."

He didn't stop until she was well and truly spent and he expected she would need a minute, but she was pulling him against her right away.

"Give it to me," She pulled him by the shoulders, "I need it now, hold my hands down."

He unbuckled his pants and shucked them down in record time. Who was he to deny a woman who was begging for his dick?

"Now, Goddammit, " She pulled him against her and grunted, then held his hips until he was inside her, "Hold my hands down."

"Oh you're speaking my language now," He brought his hands to her wrists and pushed them flat on the bed as he moved his hips against hers, meeting her thrust for thrust and she was moaning again.

She was so warm and wet and fit him so fucking good it made his mind go blank when she was around. He thought he controlled her, but sometimes it felt like she was the one in charge.

Julie wrapped her legs around his waist and it was all he could do not to lose it right then. He stared down at her, wanting eye contact now, then went right back to holding her arms down.

"I want you to cum again Julie," He demanded, "I wanna feel you."

"I can't, I can't," She sobbed.

"Yes you can, baby, yes you can." He moaned and reached between their bodies, stroking the fire until he got what he wanted, then when he could feel her body squeezing him, he pushed her hands back down on the bed and rode out the explosive orgasm that was rippling through her body and let go himself.

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"What are you doing here?" He finally asked as she rolled over, realizing he hadn't even taken off his boots and now there was red dust all over her sheets and her. It was gross and just reminded her that being tangled up with him this way was not good for her. She was going to be in the dirt with Mac for the rest of her life now.

"We need to talk..."

He didn't want to hear whatever she was there to tell him. Something told him it was big, life-changing, was she moving away for good, out of state? Was she running away from him forever, could he let her go in peace?

"Come on, we're both covered in dirt." He stood up and pulled her towards the bathroom by the hand, it was almost sweet the way he treated her.

"You could have showered before you barged in here."

"Well, I didn't fucking think I'd see your car in the parking lot this morning."

"You drop off your delivery to Walter?" She asked, "Been up for a few days, have you? You look like shit."

"None of your business and stop stalling,"

Mac turned the water on and stepped into the shower pulling her in with him.

"Why are you here?"

"I'm pregnant..."

Mac shook his head and then proceeded to stare at her stomach. This was so fucked up, he had been thinking about this since the last time he fucked her without protection. That was how much she stirred him up, he hadn't used anything just now either. There was never time to think of it.

When he realized he'd not worn a condom last time, a fucking first for him by the fucking way and hadn't pulled out, it occurred to him that this was how he could control her. He hoped she'd be pregnant and he'd never, ever had those kinds of thoughts before. But he just shrugged to himself and said, if it happens, it was meant to be.

He was surprisingly ok with the whole idea, also a first. At one time getting someone pregnant was his worst nightmare since he'd been old enough to fuck, since he was twelve he always wrapped it up. Maybe, it occurred to him, he really wanted it to happen and that's why he "forgot". Julie sure thought so, she even said he'd done it on purpose to her roommate at school, she was on the pill and yet it still happened, Mac felt like you had to admire that. He was powerful enough to breach the barrier of birth control pills, he almost got off on it This was not bad news to him.

Maybe it was going to change her. If she got pregnant she'd need him, she'd be under his thumb for life if they had a kid together. No more of this stupid school shit. Hell maybe after this kid he'd knock her up again. He could not stop looking at her stomach, they had made a baby together. Then without a word he reached out and lay his hand on right there on her abdomen.

"Stop it you're freaking me out," She took his hand away, "Say something."

"I knew it,"

"Oh come on don't be getting all wacko on me."

Mac remembered then who he was, "I ain't marrying ya." He said suddenly as if it just occurred to him that she expected that. Now he was breaking out in a cold sweat, shit just got real as Walter would say. Oh, fuck Walter! He was going to have a shit fit over this.

Julie laughed as if that was the funniest thing in the world. "I don't wanna marry you!"

"Why not," Mac snapped back at her, offended that she would say or even think such a thing. That was not the reaction he thought he was going to get; he expected tears and begging. He expected her to demand he marry her. Why didn't she want to marry him?

Now he was pissed off, again. Julie had that effect on him quite often, she either made him mad or horny, sometimes both at the same time. Now he was just pissed, there was nothing wrong with him! She was no raving beauty either, and she had a lot of nerve to not be trying to trap him, he had been sure she'd try it. Any other girl would, any other girl in town would jump at the chance at a catch like him.

What was her fuckin problem anyway? He knew he was good looking, had a huge cock and he had plenty of money, what more could she want. Seemed like they got along in the sack where it counted and she sure as hell liked his dick just fine. Julie couldn't stay off his dick as a matter of fact.

Julie just kept laughing, making him angrier and Mac just glared at her.

"Because you're a drug addict, you cook drugs and fuck everything that moves." Julie ticked off on her fingers and again she was offending him, even if it was true. She had his number like no one else did.

"Doesn't make me a bad guy tho," Mac said as they got out of the shower and he immediately lit a cigarette. Julie hadn't smoked or drank anything since she missed her period, somehow she just knew.

"Look I'll handle this, just pay child support ok?"

"No, I wanna be in this kids life, you can't keep me away. And maybe I can change if given the right incentive."

"Yeah," She grabbed the cigarette out of his hand and stomped it on the ground, "Prove it, no smoking around me."

"Jesus, I can see you're going to be a huge pain in my ass now."