Page 85 of Wickedly Betrayed


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“Fuck,” he hisses, and falters a step. “You don’t stop and we’ll be arrested for indecent exposure, because I sure as shit will take you right here.”

I chuckle in his ear and start running my hand up and down his chest and flicking his nipplewith my nail.

“Arrest me, Mac. I’d love for you to use your handcuffs on me,” I whisper in his ear.

“Shit, Pix,” he groans. “You’ve got to stop, or we’re never going to make it to where we’re going.”

“Where are we going?” I ask against his neck.

“You’ll see,” he says evasively.

Intrigued by his answer, I glance up to see we’re just beyond the clearing and have entered the woods. I know exactly where he’s going when he takes an immediate right, heading back toward the lake. I squeal and bounce on his back when he stops us at a short cliff that drops off to the water.

I kiss the back of his neck before jumping down and walking to the edge. The water is deeper here. I turn to Mac, who is watching me with a smile on his face. He’s leaning against the tree with the swing attached to it. We used to come here all the time and swing from that rope and free fall into the water. I would get on his back and he would swing us out as far as he could, and we’d plunge into the warm water.

“Can we?” I ask excitedly. I feel like a kid again. The feeling is unusual for me, but I love it. I haven’t felt this carefree in years. Mac always has a way to bring out the silly and goofy in me.

“You know it.” He sends me a wink and unwraps the board attached to the long rope and turns his back to me once again.

“Climb aboard, my lady.”

I walk up to him, and for the second time that day, hop onto his back. I’m surprised my face hasn’t split in two from the huge grin on it. This is so exciting. I’ve always loved jumping with Mac.

“You ready?” he asks, looking over his shoulder at me.

I give him a hard peck on his lips, pull back, and nod. Mac walks us back a couple of steps and lifts one foot to put it on the board. He steps up on the board with his other foot, which releases our hold on the ground, and off we go. I squeal and yell as we glide over the water. The wind whips my hair and my grip on Mac tightens. Right as we reach the highest point over the lake, I let go ofMac and scream as I fly through the air and land feet first in the water.

I bob to the surface just as Mac hits the water. I sputter and laugh, having the time of my life. When Mac makes it to my side, I yell, “Let’s do it again!”

We get out and jump three more times before I finally get my fill. When Mac reaches me this time, he pulls me into his arms for a kiss. It’s hard to stay steady and upright in the water, since neither of us can touch the bottom. We both kick to keep afloat as we kiss.

After a few minutes, we break apart and make our way over to the little hidden alcove directly below the swing. It recedes into the cliff, giving us plenty of privacy. It’s more shallow so we’re both able to touch the bottom. I bring my body flush against Mac’s and bring my lips to his.

“Thank you,” I say against his lips.

“Anything to make my Pix happy.”

I feel his warm chest against mine, and my nipples harden. His hard cock is against my stomach when I desperately need it against my pussy. With my arms wrapped around his neck, I lift up and wrap my legs around his waist, the water making me weightless. I let out a low moan when his hardness meets my soft and achy core.

I pull my lips from his and rest my forehead in the crook of his neck. Mac has his hands on my ass, grinding my pussy against him. I know I need to be quiet because the others could hear us, but damn, he makes it hard.

“Mac,” I whimper against his neck.

“I know, Pix.”

Mac reaches behind my neck and pulls the string that holds my bikini up. My breasts fall free, and he lifts me slightly so he can pull a beaded nipple into his mouth. I lean back and laze in the water to give him better access. His mouth is warm against my cool skin, and I suck in a sharp breath at the sensations coursing through me. He switches to my other breast and applies the same treatment.

I bring my hand down between us and untie the string on hisshorts. I reach inside and pull out his cock and start sliding it up and down. He’s hard as fucking steel. When I rub my thumb against the tip of him, he releases a hiss.

“Goddamn, Mia, I need to be in you, baby.”

His lips leave my nipples, and I bring my body back up so it’s plastered to his chest. The little bit of hair on his chest scratches against me, and the feeling has me bucking my hips. I let go of his cock just long enough for me to move my bikini bottoms aside. I bring the tip of him to my clit and rub it back and forth.

Fuck! That feels good.

But it’s not enough. After a few swipes, I fit him to my entrance and push down at the same time Mac pulls me to him. Mac slams his mouth down on mine to absorb my cries of pleasure. We seriously need to find better places to have sex. Having to always muffle my cries is killing me.

The water around us laps at our bodies as we move against each other. Our lips move apart, but our foreheads rest together. We watch each other with heated eyes as we both move toward the climax of our lovemaking. This isn’t the normal fast and impatient sex we’ve been having. Nothing is rushed about it. We move slowly, enjoying the feeling of the other, never taking our eyes off the other.

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