when you read this chapter you will know why this story is rated M

this is dedicated to AiP, if it wasn't for her excellent SMex writing skills, the scenes in this story would most likely suck

Chapter 4: A Night We'll Never Forget

It was the end of the day and Mac finally got done with his paperwork, he was going to search for Stella, but found her leaning against his office's door frame.

"Hey handsome."

"Hey Stell, so you talk it up with your old team mates?"

"Yep, it's good to be back, visiting."

"Then why can't you stay?" he pouts.

"Don't give me that face Mac. You know I like my new job."

"Still wish I could see you everyday," he sighs, placing a hand on her cheek. "I missed you today."

"I missed you too. So am I going to get a famous Mac Taylor homemade meal?"

"Anything for you," he whispers in her ear, lips nuzzling her neck.

"Don't want to ruin your appetite," she pulls back, tossing him his jacket.

"You already say good bye to everyone?"

"Yeah, and told the Messer's I would see them on the weekend," she smiled, kissing his cheek, and they left and headed to his apartment. The one he had for only six months.

He walked her up to his place, hands connected. He unlocks his door and lets her in.

"Why don't you make yourself at home? I'll go change," Mac smiles and went into his bedroom closing the door.

Stella shook her head and went over to his bedroom, opening the door. Smiling as she sees Mac shirtless.

"I like you like that," she grins, wrapping her arms around him from behind. Her lips nibbling at his warm neck.

"Stellllaaa," he moans, turning in her grasp, bringing her lips towards his. Starting to gently devour them, tongues meeting wrestling each other. Mac falls on the bed, Stella on top. Her hand starts playing with his belt.

She pulls back, "You look sexy."

"You look more amazing," he smirks, tugging at her shirt, trying to pull it off. She brings her lips back to his, her hands on his bare chest. Mac started to go hard.

She smirks, very satisfied, "I think I'm done with my appetizer."

"So I'm your appetizer and dessert?" he winks.

She pulls him off the bed. "Finish changing," she smirks, and left his bedroom. Mac shook his head and changed into a clean pair of boxers.

Once he got done he went in the kitchen, Stella admiring his fridge.

"Mac Taylor actually has food," she teases.

"Yeah, I'm just as surprised as you," he admits.

"And just so you know, if you kill me with your food, Sid said he would do my autopsy."

"You'll be fine," he shook his head. Taking some things out of the fridge.

"So what is my sexy cook making tonight?"

"Chicken parmesan."

"Tasty," she licks her lips.

He just smiled and prepares the food, and within ten minutes stuck it in the oven.

"And now we wait."

"I like waiting," she flirts, pulling Mac close.

"So do I," he brings her lips to his, gently pressing her against the fridge. He pulls back from her lips and started nibbling on her ear and then neck.

"Ohhh Maaaacc," she moans, his tongue teasing the crook of her neck.

His hands tug on the hem on her shirt and pulls it off. "I love you Stella."

"I love you too Mac," her hands sliding down towards Mac's hardening member. "I like you hard."

He brought his lips back to hers, sucking on her bottom lip. She moans with pleasure, her hands rubbing up and down his arms. His hands sliding down to her waist, slowly unzipping her pants.

"Soo good," her fingers gripping his arms tighter.

"Take me now," he half shouts half moans. She pulls down his boxers, his member begging for entry, when the buzzer goes off.

She pulls back, with a half frown, half smirk. "I want to see how your chicken parmesan came out," pulling her her pants and his boxers. She put on her shirt as his hardened member was bulging in his boxers. He thinks of an image of somebody in autopsy. So he is able to move, and take the chicken out of the oven.

"What would you like to drink?"

"Saw some wine in your fridge."

"I haven't drunk any of that since the last time you came over for drinks," he smiles.

"Aren't you just adorable," she kisses his cheek, and sat down, a few minutes they are eating the dinner.

"How is it?"

"It isn't that bad," Stella smirks.

He frowns, Stella laughed, grabbing his hands, "It's perfect."

"I still think Greek foods are better," he winks.

The rest of the dinner was spent talking on everything except her departure tomorrow.

"Dinner was delicious," Stella gave him a kiss as he started to clear the table, putting the dishes in the sink.

"Let me just do the dishes."

"Dishes are like paper work, they can wait," Stella smiles, grabbing his hand.

"Where are we going?"

"We are going to have dessert in bed," she winks, she grabbed something from the counter without him noticing.

Once they made it to the bedroom, Stella let go of Mac's hand closing the door.

"What's that for?" Mac pointed to the bottle of chocolate syrup.

"For me to know and you to find out."

"I like the sound of that," he winks, pulling her close, lips connecting to hers, tongues wrestling. They fall onto the bed.

She opens the bottle and puts some on her fingers, rubbing it against his lips, sucking it off almost instantly. She then rubbed some on his hardening nipples, she leaned down and started sucking. Mac moaning with pleasure.

"Oh Stelllaaa," he gasps, yanking off her shirt and kissing her neck.

"You want some?" she asked, handing him the bottle. He puts some on his fingers rubbing it on her neck, his tongue licks it off and then he starts nibbling on her warm skin.

"Feels good," she smiles, removing his boxers of his hardened member. He removes her pants and underwear. He rolls over so he's on top and straddled her waist, he puts some syrup on her breasts and put the bottle on the lamp table. He starts sucking, her moaning with pleasure. He enters her, Stella gasping at the entry. She grsbs at his hair and brings his lips back down.

Their lips devouring one another's. They reach climax and a few seconds later, Mac slumps down on Stella, and rolls off of her. Removing him from her.

"That was amazing," he smiles, his hand rubbing up and down her bare thigh.

"You were amazing, I haven't felt this way in a while. Even last night did not compare," Stella admits.

"I'm glad you feel this way," he smiles, bringing his lips to hers.

"I love you Mac Taylor, more than anything."

"I love you too Stella Bonasera," he wraps his arms around her waist, kissing her neck.

She pulls up the covers, and snuggles next to Mac. "I'm never going to forget tonight."

"Me either," he kissed the top of her head, Stella looking up smiling.

"I'll be here when you wake up," she pats his cheek, kissing his lips again, the last time for tonight.

"I know you will," he whispers, shutting off the light, both drifting to sleep. Neither worried about her leaving because they knew there relationship would work.

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and lied about finishing my Barbados story before Friday, but will probably be updated tomorrow, and if you are reading FDNY VS NYPD chapter 3 is now up... with a SMacked scene