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I let out a moan and bring my other hand up and into his hairas well. What he’s doing to my body is unbelievable, and he hasn’t even really started yet. I’ve imagined so many times over the years what it would be like to be with Mac fully. I’m beginning to think it’s going to be so much more than I imagined.
He releases the railing all together and places both hands at my waist, where he gives it a squeeze before slowly bringing them up my sides. With his upward movement, my shirt rides up as well, exposing my stomach. I push my ass back against his cock, and he lets out a little growl.
“Shit, Mia. I want you so fucking much. It’s all I’ve thought about for as long as I can remember. You have no idea how many times I’ve jacked my dick to the thought of your tight, wet pussy wrapped around my cock.”
His words elicit another moan from me, turning me on even more. Shivers race throughout my body, and my stomach flutters. Up until recently, I would have never admitted this, but he’s not the only one who’s imagined the two of us fucking.
“Then take me, Mac. God, please, just take me,” I practically beg him.
“Oh, I plan on it, baby, but I want to play for a bit first.”
I want to tell him no. That I need him to take me now, but what he’s doing with his hands on my breasts feels too damn good.
My shirt is all the way up now, and he has the cups of my bra torn down, letting my breasts take in the night air. He takes both my nipples with his thumbs and forefingers and pinches and tweaks them. Moisture has already started coating my panties, and I squeeze my legs together to try to relieve some of the exquisite pressure. It does nothing to lessen the ache.
I release his hair from one of my hands and reach back to his ass. I try pulling him closer to me but it does no good either. Frustration starts to take hold, and I want nothing more than to push down my jeans, reach back and release his cock from his pants, bend over the railing, and demand he to fuck me.Hard.
I try to turn in his arms to get better access to his body, but he holds me in place.
“I need you to fuck me, Mac,” I tell him on a moan.
“In a minute, Pix, I promise.” I feel the coolness at my back as Mac steps away from me. I turn to watch over my shoulder as Mac walks to the door and opens it. He reaches just his arm inside, and a second later, the light goes off.
He smiles at me when he says, “As much as I want to see your gorgeous body, I don’t want T to wake up and catch us on the porch naked. I’ll explore that beautiful body of yours later.”
When I make a move to turn around, he stops me. “No, keep facing the yard.”
I comply with his demand and face forward again. A second later, I feel his hands tugging my shirt up farther and I lift my arms so he can remove it. Next, he unsnaps my bra and throws both on the swing. My breath hitches when I feel Mac’s firm naked chest against my bare back. The light dusting of hairs on his chest rubbing me has me clenching my thighs together even tighter.
Mac presses his hips forward, which causes mine to move forward as well. Because of his forward motion, I have to put my hands back on the railing to catch my balance. My hips end up pressed against the railing.
Mac runs one of his hands up my stomach, between my breasts, until he reaches my neck. Once there, he wraps his hand around it and tilts my head back and to the side so he can claim my lips with his own. His other hand travels down, pops the button on my pants, and pulls down the zipper. His hand slips inside, and I suck in a breath when his finger runs along the damp material of my panties.
A deep groan comes from the back of Mac’s throat when he feels how wet I am for him. He pulls his hand back just enough to slip it inside my panties. My knees nearly buckle when he slips the first finger inside.
I pull my head back from his kiss, not able to concentrate on what both his lips and fingers are doing. My breath comes in pants, and I grind down on his hand, silently begging for more. He slips in another finger, and I swear I see the northernlights behind my eyes. When he adds his thumb into the mix and presses it against my clit with a hard flick, I cry out.
“Shh…,” Mac says at my ear, reminding me I have to be quiet because Trent is in the house. I have no idea how I’m going to pull off not making any noise, but I know I have to. What I really want to do, what my body is demanding I do, is scream to the skies in pleasure.
“Put your hands on the rail and keep them there. Don’t remove them,” Mac tells me. I’m so desperate for him to continue that I’m willing to do anything he asks.
I place my hands on the rail, but remove them again when he pulls his hand out of my pants.
“Mac, don’t you dare fucking stop,” I give him a glare over my shoulder.
He gives me a grin, and I barely stop myself from reaching over and smacking the grin right off his smug face. “Don’t worry, Pix, I’m going to take good care of you. Now, hands back on the rail.”
I shoot him another scathing look, which causes him to laugh, before turning back around and placing my hands on the railing. A minute later, Mac is behind me again and starts pushing down my pants and panties. I feel his lips on my lower back as he slowly lowers my clothes. His lips move down until he reaches my butt, where he bites and licks the globes. I arch my back to push my ass closer to him.
After the last of my clothes are removed, he runs his hands up the back of my legs, and I feel them start to tremble. He’s not moving fast enough, and my body is demanding he do more and do it faster. When he reaches my butt, again he gives it a caress before he stands back up.
I hear rustling behind me, and a second later, I groan when I feel his cock meet my ass. His bare chest plasters itself against my back as well. He moves his erection until it’s nestled between my thighs. I instinctually squeeze my legs together to keep him there, loving the feel of his smooth hard, cock rubbing against my sex. Because I’m so wet, his cock is able to easily slide between my legsand rub against my pussy. Each forward motion has him gliding against my clit, and I have to force myself to keep quiet. He feels so hard and warm against me. I want to lean forward and push my ass back so he can pound into me. Mac has other plans though.
He grabs a handful of my short hair and yanks my head back until he has access to my mouth. His tongue slips inside and I taste a hint of beer and Mac; pure bliss. He’s always had a distinct taste to him, even when we were younger.
The kiss becomes more aggressive and his movements behind me pick up speed. I’m nearly on the edge, but I want Mac with me. I need to feel him inside me when I come. Mac must sense my closeness because he slows to a stop.
He releases his lips from mine and groans, “Fuck, Pix, please tell me you’re on the pill.”
