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“Did you mean it when you told your father that I’m a good man?” he asked.
“I did,” she breathed. Mace crossed the room and pulled her up from the bed. A part of her wanted to protest, but she told that little voice in the back of her head to shut the hell up. Brooke was done playing by the rules. The rules had served her well until now, but not taking what Mace was silently offering her wasn’t an option.
“Tell me that you’re good with this, Brooke,” he whispered into her ear.
“I’m good with this, Mace. I’m done fighting my feelings for you.” She was too. Brooke was finally going to take what she wanted from life and the rules be damned.
Mace started to unbutton her blouse and with every inch that his hands that slid down her body, she felt hotter and hotter. Her breathing hitched and she was sure that he would be able to tell how turned on she was. It had been almost six months since she was with another man, but something about Mace had her feeling as though it was her first time.
He slid her blouse down her shoulders, leaving her standing there in just her skirt and bra. “You are so beautiful, Brooke,” he whispered as he kissed his way down her neck. He backed her to the bed and told her to lie down. Brooke wasn’t about to tell him no—not now. She lay back on the bed and looked down at her body as he slid her skirt down her legs, standing over her to admire his handy work.
“Are you going to get naked?” she asked.
“Soon,” he breathed. His voice sounded gruff, and she knew that he was just as on edge as she was. Mace slipped his t-shirt over his head and Brooke sat up, looking his chest over. From the size of his biceps, he worked out, and she could spend hours looking at all his tattoos.
Mace covered her body with his and kissed his way back down her. His beard was never something that she had thought about until it was tickling and teasing her sensitive skin as he kissed and sucked every inch of her.
He had her completely naked and settled between her legs, looking up at her as he seemed to wait for her permission. Brooke looked down at him and nodded, her brain not able to get her mouth to form words at the moment. He chuckled against her wet folds, and she nearly bucked off the mattress.
“Hold still,” he mumbled, not taking his lips off of her sensitive nub. Brooke knew that she wasn’t going to last long if Mace kept doing what he was to her girl parts. And when he shoved two fingers deep inside her, making her cry out, she knew that she was a goner. Mace had her coming over and over until she felt completely rung out and from the look in his dark eyes, he wasn’t done with her yet.
“How many?” he asked.
“How many what?” she questioned. Her body felt boneless, and she wasn’t sure that there was enough blood in her brain to answer any of his questions.
“How many orgasms did you have?” he asked. No one had ever asked her such a question. Most guys got off and then asked if it was good for her. But no one had ever asked her how many times she orgasmed.
“I lost count,” she squeaked. Telling him that she had about six orgasms wasn’t something she could do without wanting to hide under the bed afterward.
“Well, then, I think that I should start over,” Mace growled. Brooke all but covered her girl parts, and he pulled her into his arms. “How many?” he asked again.
Brooke wanted to cover her face and hide, but Mace wasn’t about to allow that.
“Six,” she whispered. “I had six.”
He grunted out his displeasure. “Next time, we’re going for ten.” She looked at him as though he had lost his mind. Six orgasms had nearly killed her—ten definitely would.
“Ten,” she squeaked.
“Ten,” he whispered against her skin, making her shiver at the thought of his promise. Mace released her and stood from the bed. Brooke couldn’t take her eyes off him as he stripped out of his jeans and boxer briefs. He stroked his cock, giving her quite a show and all Brooke could think about was how big he was.
“I’m not sure if you look scared or turned on honey,” he said.
“Um, a little of both, I guess,” she admitted. “You’re big,” she said.
“Yeah, but we’ll fit,” he promised. He covered her with his body and Brooke wrapped her arms and legs around him, grabbing handfuls of his firm ass. Mace rolled her on top of him and she wondered what he was doing.
“You’re going to be on top, honey. That way, you can control how slowly or fast you want to take this,” he said. The thought of being in control of sex had her body humming to life again. She could feel his cock nudging at her drenched opening and all she wanted was to fully seat herself on him.
Brooke wasted no time, sliding down onto his erection, making him groan with every inch she allowed into her body. She could tell that Mace was on edge and she almost felt bad for him, but watching his handsome face as she worked him into her body was a complete turn-on. By the time she fully seated herself on him, they were both panting with need.
“You okay?” he asked.
“I am,” she insisted. She was more than okay. Her body felt about ready to self-combust, she was so okay.
“Move for me, honey,” Mace ordered. He grabbed her hips with his big hands and helped to move her up and down his shaft. He was hitting all the right spots and when she came again, she collapsed onto him.
Mace rolled her under his body again and this time, he didn’t hesitate to take what he needed from her. He pumped in and out of her wet pussy giving her more pleasure than she had ever experienced. And when she was sure that she couldn’t take any more orgasms, he shouted out her name, coming deep inside of her.
