Title: Storm

Pairing: Cannon (Brady/Mack)
Rating: M

Dedication: Spectra Vondergeist – I wasn't planning on a second chapter but your review caught me in a moment. I hope you enjoy.

Soundtrack: Lorde - Pure Heroine Album


Mack sat with Brady on the steps of her grandfather's house, watching the precursor to the pending storm.

Deep midnight clouds floated overhead threatening the beach below. The ocean waves churned, abusing the sandy shore with unrelenting fury. The water hit the sand with loud crashes like bowling balls striking pins.

A flash of lightning illuminated the dark sky; bringing with it the inevitable rain. A billion drops fell simultaneously, drenching the already wet sand. A wind gusted.

Mack felt the rain in her face.

Brady felt it too.

Taking her by the hand they went inside.

Lying in Mack's bed they continued to watch the storm wreak havoc along the shoreline. Palm trees bowed to the unseen gusty force. The resounding clamor of raindrops echoed through the house; relenting only to the loud rumble of thunder.

Their bodies snuggled against one another.

The lights flickered.

Once.

Twice.

Then the boy and girl were enshrouded in pitch black; save a tiny glow from the lone candle burning brightly on the dresser.

As the thunder chorused with the storm, Mack pulled Brady closer. Her lips brushed against his skin.

"Brady."

A hushed whisper in his ear sent his mouth searching for hers.

Lips touched ever so gently as eyes fluttered closed.

Mack's spine pressed back into the mattress as Brady's weight shifted. Hands and arms pushed beneath her back, swallowing her soul in a deep embrace. Her arms caressed his shoulders as his kissed trickled down from her lips to the hollow of her throat.

The strap of her tank top slipped down her shoulder.

A fistful of his tee shirt in hand, she gently tugged it over his head. His arms slid out and the tee was pushed aside his hands found the valley of her stomach; lifting her top.

Shirtless, their bodies pressed together; celebrating the heat produced from the contact.

Kisses continued.

Hands explored.

Outside the storm raged. Rain slammed against the house. Wind whistled past the bedroom window causing the candle's flame to waiver.

Another duet of thunderous clamor vibrated overhead.

As their hips ground together Mack could feel the hardness pressing against her. She wrapped her legs around him. Her hands slid over the tanned skin, circling to his hips.

Closer.

Mouths parted as he sat back on his heels. A hazy, longing look crossed his face as his fingertips painted over her breasts.

"yes"

All uncertainty aside, Mack watched his nervous fingers unbutton her jean shorts. He traced the yellow heart in the center of her panties. With a sexy smile, he gripped the sides of her shorts and with a yank had them down to mid thigh. One more tug and they were on the floor beside the bed, with her panties safely tucked inside.

His eyes never left her body, except for the brief moment when he looked at her in a silent plea for permission. She replied with a smile as she let her knees sink sideways against the bed.

She watched as he touched her with slow, uncertain caresses. Unsure of what to expect, Mack's heart raced with anticipation. His lips pressed against her thigh and continued to her center. Thumbs parted her folds as his tongue filled groove in between.

Mack's eyes immediately closed. Her breathing became irratic. She couldn't decide whether to hold her breath or pant like a dog, as Brady's teeth nibbled on her clit.

A strange sound escaped her lips.

Mack couldn't believe she was capable of such a noise but she heard it again; an involuntary moaning that made her body shudder with pleasure. She lifted her hips against Brady, combing through the blonde hair with her fingers.

He looked up at her with deep, intoxicating eyes as his mouth glistening with wetness. His tongue traced her skin from hem to hollow until their lips met again.

The room lit up with an electric pulse from the sky overhead.

They paused to watch the jagged bolt cameo across dark sky, before disappearing. It's thunderous companion followed a spilt second later.

Mack looped her thumbs in the waistband of Brady's gym shorts; teasing them down over his ass as he pressed his hardened cock against her. His erection tangled in the fabric and he hastily removed his clothing.

His nude body before her Mack smiled as the beauty of her boyfriend. Blonde-haired from head to well, yeah…. He was definitely blonde.

His head tilted and he smiled.

Hands placed by her side, he leaned in for more kisses. Mack stretched her hands through the space between their bodies; stroking his erection.

Their kiss paused as he exhaled into her mouth. His body quivered.

Holding his cock in one hand she ran the other hand between his legs cupping his balls and squeezing ever so gently. Sweeping her thumb over the head of his penis, she wiped away the dewdrops that formed.

He moaned her name, nuzzling his wet mouth against her nipples. As his teeth bit down, she massaged his shaft, creating skin on skin friction.

Slowly he removed her hand, dipping his hips in between hers.

Like a blanket, his body covered hers.

They shared a brief kiss.

Then Brady pulled away.

The tips of their noses rubbed together.

Mack felt Brady's hot breath on her face. Combing her fingers through his hair, she cupped his face and brought their foreheads together.

Their eyes met exchanging an unspoken, I'm yours.

As Brady positioned between her legs, Mack could feel his cock pressing against her. He leaned to one side, balancing on his left elbow for support. His right hand was between them as he slid the tip of his erection against her clit. Mack let her head fall back against the pillow as the sensation began to build.

She could hear Brady beginning to mouth breathe. Though half-closed eyes she watched him enjoying every moment of pleasure their bodies generated.

The glazed, delirious look in her boyfriend's eyes mirrored her own feelings.

In the shadows of the candle lit bedroom, their bodies entwined amidst the sheets.

Butterflies danced in Mack's tummy as Brady pressed his swollen cock into her for the first time.

The dull ache between her legs was worth the price of Brady's pleasure. He thrust slowly, wincing against the looming orgasm. With gasping breaths he tried to keep a semblance of control over his body.

Tight fists gripped the sheets as his body heaved with breathe.

With the pause in his motion, Mack seduced his lips into more kisses. His tongue entwined with hers and she tensed up her muscles, compressing his cock inside her body.

His body gleamed with sweat.

His tangled hair hung in face.

His chest pulsed with breaths.

Mack kissed him one last time before pulling his body to hers. She lifted her hips up and into his; feeling him fully inside her.

Deep in his embrace, Mack clung to his shoulders as he thrust into her. It wasn't slow or gentle. It was a steady defined movement as though his body was calling her name:

Mack.

Mack.

Mack.

A steady rhythm accompanied by shallow breaths and sweet whimpers of euphoria.

She felt his hip bones grind into hers as he held himself in place, trembling as he released into her.

Lightning lit up the sky once more; illuminating the room with a seemingly ethereal presence. Even though he'd stilled the ghosting sensation of their lovemaking remained.

Rain drops pattered against the window as Mack curled her body against his. Warm fluid leaked onto the sheets as he withdrew from her.

Mack didn't care.

Brady kissed her again, keeping their bodies close as he pulled a blanket up for cover.

Their hands intertwined as they gazed out the window.

The storm clouds were fading; yielding to hints of a starry sky.

Mack kissed Brady again. She pulled away to gaze into his day-dreamy eyes one last time. Her own eyes drifted shut, imbedding the memory of this moment forever in her heart.

FIN


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