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The scent of cooked eggs and toasted wafted through the house, the sound of humming as the television broadcasted the news. Mac couldn't tell what time it was, he rolled onto his side and squinted from the shining light blasting through the partially closed blinds. He groaned and sat up, rubbing his face tiredly before moving one hand into his hair. His hand connected with a rubbery object before it fell back onto the bed.
He frowned and glanced over his shoulder, finding his gas mask a rumbled mess behind him. A slow grin formed on his face and he realised where he was and who he was with. He glanced down at the ground, spotting clothing discarded across the ground. His frown deepened and a uncomfortable feeling surged through him, he hadn't stayed the night at a girls ever, he never stuck around long enough. Although, he had never banged a girl through the night until he could barely open his eyes from exhaustion.
He stood up and stretched, already feeling the slight sting of nail scratches on his back. He collected his coveralls off the ground and shoved his legs through them, he wrapped the sleeves around his hips and sauntered out of the bedroom. He walked his way down the hallway, trying his best to find the person humming. He glanced into the kitchen and saw Audrey cooking in the kitchen.
His eyes roamed over her body, briefly unhappy that she was actually wearing clothing. His disappointment soon faded when she bent over, the yoga tights she was wearing exposed every curve of her legs and perfect ass. He licked his lips greedily, watching her top rise when she rummaged through the top cupboards.
As if she felt his eyes on her, she turned immediately and shuddered in surprise.
"Jesus Christ" She swore, her hand resting on her chest dramatically.
Mac walked in further, a cocky grin plastered on his face. "He ain't here" He drawled.
Audrey rolled her eyes, she turned back to the stove and resumed cooking the eggs. "I hope you like eggs, because that's all I know how to cook" She said. Mac came up behind her and pulled at the waist band of her tights, he frowned at them. She looked over her shoulder at him and sniggered, "I went for a run this morning. Otherwise I don't think I'd be standing right now"
"I like it when you don't wear anything and your screaming my name" He stated brazenly, he grinned at her and she scoffed.
"I like you better with a mask on" She muttered while shifting her hips away from him.
Mac grinned further. Audrey was kinky, and he loved it. He pressed his hips into hers, sending her forward into the counter with a jolt. His hands ran up the inside of her thighs, before getting a firm grip on her waist. She yelped in surprise, dropping her spatula and nearly sending her scrambled eggs all over the place.
"Mac, not right now!" She snapped, clearly unimpressed.
He ignored her and made his intentions clear, rubbing himself against her while he started to harden quickly. Her words were cut short when his hand slipped into the waist band of her tights and descended lower and lower, until he hit her centre. Her head dropped back as his rough calloused fingers teased her quickly and then slowly entered her. He curled his two fingers, pushing them deep into her before pulling out and repeating the process.
His slow movements made her pant with want, her stomach pooling with heat and her eyes fluttering shut. She arched back into him, bringing her hand back to grab the back of his neck and pull at the end of his hair.
He abruptly removed his fingers, and moved his hand out of her tights. She groaned in frustration and released his neck, glaring at him over her shoulder. He smirked at her, running his two fingers over his mouth before he sucked them clean of her juices. His hips involuntarily thrusted against her ass, pushing her forward once again. She'd be lying if she said she hadn't been turned on even more.
She kept her eyes narrowed at him.
"You still don't want it right now?" He asked smugly. He licked his lips and he started to move himself against her.
Audrey rolled her eyes, and lowered her tights over her hips. "Fine, you win." She scoffed, she threw her tights across the kitchen and teasingly pulled her panties off, making sure to make a show out of it. She could tell that Mac was enjoying it, he stood back and kept his eyes firmly on her ass, fumbling with his coveralls. She slid them off her calves easily and threw them back at Mac.
He snatched them up, stuffing them into his coveralls while she bent over the counter.
"Why are you taking them?" She asked with curiosity, she felt adrenalin course through her veins. He grabbed her hips, positioning himself behind her. He rubbed himself against her, grabbing at any flesh she had exposed to him.
"Never know when I'll need them" He grunted.
"Freak!" She shouted as he slammed into her. She bit down on her lip hard, arching her back off the counter only to have it held in place by Mac's free hand. She braced herself against the counter, pushing her hips back into him, meeting his hard thrusts with her own eager movements.
His thrusts were hard and fast, pounding into her until she was unable to breathe or speak. Her gripped her ass tightly, making the tanned flesh turn a slight pink. He slapped it hard and pressed himself fully into her, his chest tightly against her back.
She moaned beneath him, feeling completely full of him.
"Oh fuck.." She whimpered.
He bit down on her shoulder, sending both pain and pleasure racing through her. Her legs buckled and her arms trembled, she cursed loudly and would of dropped to the floor if Mac didn't have such a firm grip on her. Audrey felt heat building up inside of her, her stomach contracted and she squeezed her eyes shut.
"Cum for me" He ordered, he paused as he pulled out of her before slamming into her the deepest he could.
Audrey's orgasm went racing through her and out her mouth in a shout, her eyes remained closed and her mouth open in heavy pants. The blinding orgasm made her body shudder in surprise and she almost fell from her position. She clenched all around Mac and his own release came soon after. He held onto her hips tightly, groaning as she milked every last drop of him.
He cursed lowly while they started to come down from their high. He pulled out of her and pulled his coveralls up, keeping her ass in his view.
"I like eggs" He drawled and she snickered.
She rose herself from the counter and looked back at Mac, "Can I have my panties?" She asked, while she grabbed him a plate and reloaded the toaster with fresh bread. Mac grinned at her, shaking his head childishly. "Freak" She muttered under her breath.
She stormed past him and he made sure to smack her ass as she went. He waited until she reappeared with a fresh pair of panties, pulled on her yoga tights and resumed cooking him breakfast. He felt the same uncomfortable feeling bubble in his stomach. He never stayed the night at a girls house, nor did he have morning sex or eat breakfast afterwards.
Audrey turned towards him and gave him his plate. He dug into it, realising that he hadn't had dinner last night and he was actually starving. He kept her in his peripheral vision while she cleaned up around the house, she didn't bother to make small talk with him or even acknowledge him until he had finished his breakfast. Even when he had finished eating, she cleaned up after him and let him roam around her house.
He eventually strolled back into her bedroom, grabbing his oiled wife beater and gas mask. He grinned and came back, finding her still in the kitchen and scrubbing at the counter they had consummated on.
She turned back to him, her eyes flickering to the gas mask in his hand and a sly smile stretching her lips.
"I'll be sad to see you go" She said huskily, and Mac saw her eyes flash with lust.
"Come to Luna Mesa tonight and I'll give you something to remember" Mac grunted whilst grabbing at his crotch.
Audrey laughed at him. "I'm talking to the mask idiot" She snorted. She brushed past him, letting her hand drag over his crotch as well. She led him outside and hesitantly glanced around at the neighbouring houses.
"Whats your problem?" Mac asked unsympathetically.
Audrey nibbled on her lip, and glanced back at him. "Mitchell and Nina are out of town as you know. I'm just afraid they have the neighbours watching the house while they're gone" She worried with a frown.
"Ya really think they'd do that?" He asked.
"I wouldn't put it past them" She mumbled as an elderly woman stepped out of the one level house next door. The woman came down her steps, eyes narrowed with suspicion while she looked Mac up and down.
"What's he doing here?" The woman asked, frowning with disapproval at Mac. It was only then that they both realised Mac still didn't have his shirt on. He whipped it on quickly, keeping his mask hidden behind his back as well.
"Well good morning to you too Mrs Gate" Audrey said cheerfully, she waved towards her with a sarcastic grin.
"I said whats he doing here?" Mrs Gate repeated irritably and Audrey fumbled with her words.
"Just checking on her car" Mac said gruffly, he sauntered over to Audrey's patrol car and lifted the hood. "And some inside plumbing" He said with a snigger. Audrey swatted him over the head and Mrs Gate looked on with suspicion. "It seems you're going to have to have another service too" Mac added.
Audrey sighed, "I knew this piece of shit would need heaps of work" She complained.
Mrs Gate regarded the pair with another disapproving look before disappearing back into her house. Audrey gave Mac a I told you so look and he closed the hood of her vehicle. She walked him to his truck, watching as he lifted himself in and the way his forearms tensed briefly.
"We've got a free slot at two thirty" Mac said, he lounged back in his truck and lit a cigarette.
"See you then" Audrey murmured and she pulled away from the vehicle. She walked across the street, only to have Mac's booming voice call her attention back. She turned, her eyes widening as his arm came out of the window and he twirled her black panties around. She made a strangling gesture towards him and he chortled, before racing off with her underwear and embarrassment.
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Audrey picked up her cellphone quickly as it rung for the fifth time that day. She irritably pressed it against her ear, answering it rudely only to flush when she realised it was Chief Milton again with an update.
"I hope you've got good news Chief" She said hopefully whilst sliding on a denim skirt she knew Mac would go crazy for. She inspected herself in the mirror, smirking widely as she realised how much leg she was showing.
Milton sighed, momentarily silent while Audrey heard him ruffle through papers. "Unfortunately, we don't have any news Audrey. No one has seen him, its like he's jumped off the radar of something. At least we can say he was heading back to Texas before our intel cut off"
Audrey didn't know whether to feel relieved or even more anxious.
"Should I be getting read to pack?" She asked, uncertainty clear in her voice.
"Just sit tight for now. It wouldn't be the first time he's gone off the radar, we'll catch him soon" Milton reassured softly. "I'll call later tonight"
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A warm, dry gust of Utah heat swap across her face and pushed the hair out of her eyes. With it, it brushed the slow anxiety churning in her stomach. The faint sound of country music and metal on metal drifted out to her through the open garage door. Audrey scanned the area whilst stepping out of her patrol car, her attention drifting from the town square back to the mechanic store.
She watched Frank emerge from the shadows within the store, a slight smile on his face while Carson came to his side. The two shared quiet conversation, approaching her cautiously with amusement flashing in their eyes. Frank was first to greet her, giving her his most innocent smile.
"Why do I feel like you two are hiding something?" Audrey asked sarcastically.
She watched Frank and Carson fidget beneath her hard gaze. They shrugged their shoulders, made an excuse and disappeared down the street. Audrey watched them go, frowning while she walked into the mechanic store and discovered Mac's legs beneath his latest job. She watched on in amusement as his foot started to tap along to the beat of music blaring from his radio.
She cleared her throat, almost spluttering with laughter when Mac jolted beneath the car and his head smacked with the underside of the car. He cursed loudly and slowly rolled the cart out from under the car. He glowered at her and she restrained a smug snicker. He stood up quickly, and started to wipe his hands on the bandana tucked in his back pocket.
"I see you came to me" He drawled, his eyes roamed over her legs and widened with enjoyment.
Audrey contained a smirk, "Ah no. You said I needed another service" She stated, gesturing towards her vehicle parked outside.
"Did I now" Mac murmured, he stroked his chin. Now, looking directly at him, she could see a thin layer of dirt, sweat and grease coating him. His white wife beater was clinging to him, outlining ever curve of muscle he had beneath it. She licked her lips and averted her eyes. He sauntered out to her car, checking under the hood before returning back into the store. Audrey watched him walk to the back of the towns garage, before he called out for her and ushered her into the office up the back.
"Is it really that bad?" She asked irritably. She cursed Pratt under her breath.
Mac sniggered, "Your car don't need no fixing" He stated.
He came up behind her, and the mix of cigarettes, sweat, grease, dirt and musk surrounded her. The very smell itself was arousing on its own, it didn't help that she knew Mac's eyes were set on her small denim skirt. She turned towards him, backing away from his lustful eyes.
"Then why am I here?" She asked coyly.
Mac grinned at her, "You know why you're here"
Audrey faked innocence, she tilted her head to the side and frowned. "I think you're trying to have your way with me" She gasped, she kept backing away as he came closer and closer.
"You need a good fucking" He agreed, he licked his lips and outstretched his hand, brushing against her leg before she backed away some more.
"Mac, I think you're forgetting that we had sex this morning" Audrey chortled, dropping her act and narrowing her eyes at him.
He stepped closer to her, his eyes filled with lust. The proximity of his body to hers, was enough to make her stomach churn. The heat of his gaze was enough to make the fire burn in her naval and spread out to the tips of her limbs.
"You're wearing a skirt for me Audrey" He stated, and she almost whimpered from the sound of her name rolling off his tongue. She shivered involuntarily and he licked his lips, a smirk spreading across his features.
She returned the smile, and she backed up until her legs hit a firm object. She glanced over her shoulder, spotting the solid wooden desk and she slid up onto it. Bringing her eyes back to Mac's piercing blue, she crossed her legs and let the denim fabric slide up her thighs some more.
"Enough playing, I'm gonna make you scream my name over and over again" He promised heatedly.
And he did. He took her right there on the desk, almost breaking it completely. He pounded her until she was sure that the whole town square heard her screams and the way Mac slammed her down on the desk, then the wall and then the floor. Her mind was blank from his hard and deep thrusts, her body limp from the mind numbing assault. Mac had fucked her in so many positions, she was unsure if there were any left. He had left her panting on the floor, him cumming for the fourth time in her mouth and grunting her name as his hips buckled.
He had then collapsed beside her, his member softening while she lazily cleaned herself up. She checked her watch and her eyebrows flew up, she had spent nearly three hours with Mac and she scrambled up. She shoved her skirt down and slid her panties back on, adjusted her top and groomed herself hurriedly.
"What time is-" Mac started before he was interrupted by a loud shout.
"Audrey!"
Mac bolted upright, shoving himself back into his coveralls and pushing past her. He barged outside the office with her following, trying to find the source of the shout. Once they found it, Audrey automatically tensed up and she frowned.
"Jim, what are you doing here?" She asked, aware of Mac's breath patterns changing.
Jim twirled around, eyes narrowed when he spotted her behind Mac.
"I could say the same thing" He said bitterly. His eyes traveled over her, before stopping on Mac. Audrey could feel the pair tense up and she stepped forward, blocking Jim's view of Mac.
"Mac was giving my car a service" She lied.
"Yeah it looks like it" He said, he gestured towards her inside out skirt and she cursed beneath her breath.
"What's it to you?" Mac snarled. He moved Audrey to the side, and stepped forward, his intimidating presence sending Jim back a step or two.
"Nothing" Jim stuttered, and Mac backed away, prepared to resume his work on the car. "I just wanted to know if she sucked you off as good as she did me"
Audrey gasped with surprise and stared at him, barely registering Mac barging past her and lunging at Jim. He knocked the pair of them onto the ground, bringing his right fist down on Jim repeatedly. Audrey watched in horror as Mac's fist connected with Jim's cheek, knocking his head to the side as a portion of blood poured from his busted lip. He groaned beneath Mac, struggling to fight back while Mac started to break skin.
No matter how much Audrey screamed for him to stop, Mac kept going. Her screams attracted attention and soon both Frank and Carson were racing into the store, pulling Mac off Jim's limp body and pinning him down.
"Relax!" Frank said quickly as Mac grunted. He looked back at the mess that was Jim and cringed, "L-look, we'll deal with this. Just close up" Frank said quickly, he jumped off the ground and gestured for Carson to get Jim's limp body.
"You alright?" Frank asked her, concern flooding his features. She nodded shakily and he dithered for a moment, before coming to the conclusion that they needed to get Jim out of there quickly. Frank and Carson carted him out, taking him away from Mac and leaving the pair staring at one another in the mechanic store.
It was silent between the pair, Audrey felt her stomach churning with anxiety and she kept sneaking glances at Mac. He had turned his back on her, fiddling with his bandana and wiping his bloodied knuckles. Her stomach did another turn and she felt the strange urge to justify herself. She stepped forward slightly and stared at his back.
"I-I haven't...I would never do anything with him" Audrey mumbled, "Let alone suck him off"
Mac turned towards her, his eyebrows raised.
Audrey rolled her eyes, "I have kissed him, but it was only to-" make you jealous.
"I ain't your boyfriend" Mac said gruffly, he came closer and grabbed her centre underneath her denim skirt. "But this is mine"
"Temporarily" Audrey stated, her eyes fluttered shut.
"Casually" He replied
"Casual...like a fuck buddy?" She asked, grinning from ear to ear. She opened her eyes and stared at him.
Mac rubbed his hand through her panties, nodding in agreement.