Life's been a bit hectic lately so this chapter in another short one. Will make it up next time, promise!
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For a moment when Mac kicked his bedroom door shut, Lucy wasn't exactly sure when she'd see sunlight again, such was the look of unbridled lust in his eyes. She'd already been a little thrown when they'd stumbled in through the front door, joined at the mouth, only to find two of his very drunken friends from the bar passed out on his couch. Well passed out until the pair of them had fallen though the door. "Either of you knock on my bedroom door tonight I'ma break your legs ya hear me?" he'd yelled as he pulled her through his living room "And you best not be here in the mornin' either!" The two boys had starred at him, while looking a little confused and not fully conscious and then passed out again. After he crossed his bedroom, he hooked his index fingers in the belt loops of her he jeans and yanked her to him. As he started to furiously kiss her again, she was still fully aware that this was probably a bad idea. Maybe it could be one of her better bad ideas though.
His fingers moved the the buttons on her shirt then impatiently pushed it from her shoulders. He stepped back a little as he dropped it to the floor, but still kept a hand loosely on her hip. His eyes devoured the curves of her breasts just before his mouth did. His hands squeezed and pushed them upwards as his tongue splayed over one full mound then the other. His thumbs rubbed blissfully painful circles over her nipples, through the rough black lace of her bra.
"Oh I must'a been a good boy this year." she heard him mumble as his face buried itself into her cleavage. She couldn't help but smile as she bit down on her lip, thinking probably nothing could be further from the truth. As he continued to feast on her she reached for the hem of t-shirt and started pulling. She'd seen how fine his arms were and now she wanted to see the rest. As he stood up quickly and whipped it over his head, she was more than pleased to see that his chest made up the matching set. His mouth and tongue immediately went back to business on her breasts but now his fingers had moved to the button of her jeans. His soft moans vibrated gently over her sensitive skin as she trailed he nails slowly up and down his chest and sides. He managed to push her jeans to her knees, where she took over when she got rid of her shoes. She used used one foot then the other to pull them down and off.
He bent forward and licked a straight line from her belly button to just under her bra before he stood up. He took her in for a minute. Shit, he'd seen and jerked off to playboy centrefolds that hadn't turned him on as much as she did. "Loose the rest. Slowly." he quietly demanded, and she felt herself throb in response. She bit down on her lip once more as she ran her fingertips up her sides and when she reached around she turned her back on him. He watched, his cock straing against his pants, demanding to know what the fuck he was waiting for! She reached up and unhooked the clasp, letting on lacy strap fall, and then the other. In one movement she pulled it off and threw it back over her shoulder and straight to him. He didn't miss a beat as he caught it with one hand, feeling how warm the material that had been against her skin was, then dropped it to the floor. When she turned around her hands were covering her breasts. She massaged and played with them for a few seconds before slowly uncovering them, letting her hands slide down over her stomach as she slipped her thumbs into the sides of her panties. Mac was sure he was drooling by now. She pushed her panties down and hooked them on the end of her tow, kicking them in his general direction also. He did however make a note of where they landed. He was gonna hold onto those.
She sat down on his bed and pushed herself to the middle of it. She propped herself up by placing her hands just behind her. "So are you gonna show me what you got down there or what?" As she talked she let her legs fall open, showing him exactly what she had to offer. Lucy had no idea where this part of her personality had suddenly come from. She had never acted like this with a man or anyone else for that matter, but right now it felt completely natural, like it had always been there. Maybe Mac was just the magnet that was needed to draw it out. Whatever, she couldn't say she wasn't enjoying it. He came to the foot of the bed and she placed her foot flat on his chest then ran it down before gently teasing the bulge in his jeans with the tips of her tows.
He looked down and grinned before turning his attention to his belt. As he removed his jeans, Lucy sucked her index and middle finger into her mouth, and kept her eyes completely focused on his as she brought them down and let them dip between her legs. She rubbed the top a little and moaned as she let her fingers slip lower. Mac finally managed to concentrate enough to untangle his boxers from his ankles before he climbed on her bed and knelt between her legs.
"That's it baby, show me how you like it." He said with his eyes now fully trained on her centre. When she moved her hand back up, Mac saw his chance and pushed two calloused fingers inside of her. Straight away he bent them and began finger fucking her relentlessly. And didn't he just love the reaction he got. Her brow furrowed, her mouth fell open and a divine "Oh!" escaped her throat. When she got over the initial shock, she focused on what he was doing and moved her own fingers over her nub in same rhythm. "Shit! Never felt a god damned pussy get so wet!" when he felt her start to push against his hand he pulled out, making her whine in protest "Lets see if you taste as good as you look." With that he pushed her legs open further and buried his face between them, letting his tongue take over where his fingers had left off. Lucy thrust her hips up and her head back. How did he DO that with his tongue? If she was honest she'd never really got that exited when a guy went down on her. She never really understood why all her friends raved about it. Now she understood. If a guy had done it in the past it had kind of felt like he was licking quickly at an ice cream cone before it melted. She actually remembered laying there one time while he did his thing and her mind had begun to wander to what she needed to pick up from the store the next day. Such was his effort. This however was a very different story. Mac sucked and licked and nuzzled and nipped until she was so out of her head she was sure she'd just gone back to a past life. God he was at home down there! She pushed herself up shakily onto her elbow and reached down to grab his hair. The mixture of feeling what he was doing and now watching, abruptly brought her orgasm screaming though her body and out of her mouth. Mac gave her nub one more little suck before his mouth made it's way up her body, stopping to lavish her breasts with a little more attention and finally made it to her lips.
He kissed her hard, wanting her to taste herself on his mouth. "Tastiest pussy I ever had." he grinned down at her.
"Have you always been this silver tongued with the ladies?" She panted as she tried to shake the stars from her field of vision.
"Seemed to me like you was enjoying my silver tongue just then." She couldn't really answer that.
As they started to make out again, Mac moved to her side and pulled her to him, he wrapped one of her legs over his hip and grabbed her ass, giving him just the right angle to rub himself in the right place between those fucking luscious thighs of hers, where he'd already decided he wanted to pack up and move between permanently.
"Mac?" she said suddenly.
"Hmm." he said against her neck.
"You know when you said I wasn't a whore?"
Oh fuck no! He thought to himself , tell me she don't wanna stop and have a discussion about feelings or some shit? Not now! Wasn't like she was wrong, she wasn't like ANY of the other girls he'd ever been with or any he'd ever run into in this town. The thought had been kicking him in the side of the head ever since he first saw her. He loved it and at the same time it terrified him but...she wanted to talk about it now?
"Yeah." he answered warily.
"That doesn't mean I don't want you to fuck me like one." He felt her smile against his lips as the words sunk in. Whatever the sexual equivalent of the red mist was, Mac saw it. He pushed her onto her back and mounted her body, then raised himself up so he hovered ominously above her. There was really no need for fumbling around and finding where he needed to be, right now his dick was like a guided missile, he just dipped his hips and slammed home. She wasted no time in lifting her legs, wrapping one as best she could around his middle and the other she kept bent on the bed, her hands rested on his shoulders. He wanted to stay dominant, it was what he was used to and clearly what she wanted from him, but he was struggling to keep his movements under control. It was her moans and whines, the way her nails dug into his shoulders and scratched up his sides were in charge of what he was doing. He felt something close to anger mix in with the intense feeling that coursed through him, that he'd let a woman get this much under his skin, it drove him to fuck her harder, even though it wasn't her he was mad at. Lucy lifted her head and shoulders up off the bed, her mouth dropped open further and she was panting, she was close. That's when Mac decided to try and take some of the control back.
"All fours...right now." He panted at her. Lucy groaned as her stomach contracted, she felt light head from the over stimulation from his body and his voice. She got to her knees but he took to upon himself to position her where he wanted her. She whined and wriggled her butt against him as he finally got to for fill his fantasy of running his tongue over that tattoo, he moved back into her with ease. His fingertips were in heaven, not knowing whether to dig into the soft rosy flesh of her ass or her hips first. "Oh...Ooooh...God! Yes!" She started to cry out. Girls had moaned like that for him before, but only because they knew that's what he wanted to hear. Again, it was different with her, he could tell she was doing it because she liked getting fucked.
"Want me to fuck you like a whore, I'll fuck you like a whore!" He said as he squeezed at her hips harder, pulling her back so every time he entered her she covered him all the way down to flat of his groin.
"Mmm...Mac...please...harder...fucking harder!" She begged and ordered at the same time. With the lightest nudge of his knee to the back of hers she lost all balance and landed flat on her stomach, seconds later she felt Mac's full weight pressing her whole body down. He never let up with his ferocious movements as his head came down on her shoulder, he turned his face to her cheek, his hot breath keeping rhythm with his hips against her skin. Lucy gripped the edge of the mattress until her knuckles turned white. "Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! YES!" she wailed as her 2nd orgasm took her by surprise. She pushed her butt against his as his forcefully took hold of her shoulders and thrust once more, holding her in place while he poured everything he had inside of her.
He let his head drop forward, into the back of hers as they gasped for any available oxygen left in the sticky air. Eventually he rolled off her and onto his back. Lucy stayed where she was. She wasn't exactly sure what to do next. Mac was unlike any man she'd been with before and from the off, she didn't have him down as a cuddler. A minute or so later she felt his hand fall flat against her back, running his plasm firmly up and down it a few times before he spoke.
"Best stay the night. Don't have your car here or nothin.' I mean...if you wanna." Mac knew was stumbling over his words like a pussy. But in his own defence, he'd never said anything even close to what he was saying now, to a girl before. He'd never let a single one stay a night under his roof before, never mind in his bed.
"OK, yeah, thanks." She said with the faintest smile on her lips. He sat up and grabbed the pillows from the top of the bed, he took one for himself then tossed one to her. She pushed it under her head, still laid in the same position her stomach. Just before she fell asleep, she felt his hand return to her back.