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“Yes,” I whimper back at him.
“Thank fuck.”
My voice comes out stronger when I tell him, “If you don’t fuck me now, I’m going to kill you.”
He nips my ear and whispers, “Whatever my Pix wants.”
“If that was the case, you would have taken me ten minutes ago,” I tell him, sexual frustration evident in my voice.
“I’ve waited ten years for this, Mia. I didn’t want to rush it, but, like you, I don’t think I can wait any longer.”
He spins me around to face him and puts his hands on my hips.
“Hop on.”
I know exactly what he wants, and I put my arms around his neck and lift my legs to wrap around his waist. He puts his hands on my ass and lifts me slightly until the tip of him is at my entrance. I hold my breath; I’m finally going to know the feeling of Mac inside me.
Only, he doesn’t push into me right away. Instead, he looks deep into my eyes and asks, “Are you ready?”
I lean forward, put my lips against his, and give him a soft kiss before murmuring, “I’ve never been more ready. Take me, Mac. Finally make me yours.”
With that, he slowly lowers me down his shaft, and it’s the single most precious and delicious feeling I’ve ever felt. Nothing could have ever prepared me for this moment. Tears prick my eyes when I realize that since my eighteenth birthday, I’ve only ever been half of myself and now, now that Mac has claimed my body, I finally feel whole again.
We start out slow. Me using the strength in my legs to lift myself up and down on his cock. Him using his hands to help lift me. Our lips lock and our tongues dance in tune to our slow thrusts. Our moans and groans mingle, and the thump of our hearts matches. We breathe in each other’s breaths. We are, essentially, one. Our bodies and souls are so in harmony with each other that there is no way anyone would be able to tell where one starts and the other begins. It feels so natural to be with Mac, as if we’ve been doing this for years, like we were made specifically for each other and all the others before were merely stand-ins until we were brought together again.
“Do you feel it, Mia?” Mac asks, after breaking away from our kiss.
“Yes,” I tell him, knowing he’s feeling the same strong response I am to us finally coming together.
“It’s beautiful, isn’t it?”
I lay my forehead against his and stare into intense green eyes.
“It’s perfect.”
Mac thrusts start to pick up speed, and the climb I felt inside me a few minutes ago is getting higher and higher. I clamp my legs tighter around him and grind my pussy down on him. We both let out a groan.
“Fuck, Pix, I knew it would be good, but I never imagined this.”
His movements stop for a minute as he walks us over to the swing. With my legs still wrapped around his hips, he takes a seat, causing him to go even deeper in me. I nearly cry out but bite my lip at the last second.
Some people may think our first time should be in a bed with roses and shit like that. But I think making love on the swingwhere we’ve spent so much time fooling around and making plans for our future is perfect.
“Ride my cock, baby,” Mac says in a strangled voice.
The swing starts swaying with my up-and-down motion, which adds to the movements. Mac leans forward and lifts one of my breasts to his waiting mouth. He takes in a nipple and sucks it into his mouth. I grab a handful of hair and crush him to me. I lift myself up and drop back down, hearing the strain in the chains. It doesn’t concern me though. I wouldn’t care if the damn swing broke right now.
When Mac bites down on my nipple, I throw my head back and cry out before I can stop myself. Mac takes my head and brings my mouth back to his to absorb my cries, knowing I can’t hold them back anymore.
I start moving faster and Mac puts his hands on my ass to help. He lifts me up and down in frantic movements. Each time I’m lowered, my clit hits the base of his cock.
I feel the sparks start in my fingers before they flow through the rest of my body. My fingers dig into his shoulders when my body racks with uncontrollable tremors. Mac catches the cries of my release with his own mouth. His hands on my ass tighten, and I know he’s finding his own pleasure. I feel the warm gush of his release inside me, and it sends me over the edge again.
Never in my life has anything felt so good, right, and perfect. Anger tries to take hold at all the time that was wasted, but I push it back. It has no place here right now. This is just Mac and me, and I won’t let what Tessa did ruin it.
I lay my forehead on Mac’s shoulder and try to steady my breath. Mac runs his hands up and down my back. I hear and feel his breathing isn’t much better than mine.
After a few minutes, our breathing has become more normal. I lift my head and look down at Mac. I can’t see his face that well, but from the light of the window, I can see a look of pure pleasure and contentment is written all over it. I know mine reflectsthe same emotions.
