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“Move, Pretty Girl. Ride me. Take what you need.”
Out of the corner of my eye, I spot Ronan and Finn, who are now leaning forward, both with their elbows on their knees, fully engrossed in the scene before them. Their intense stares cause me to clench around Mac’s length, but I turn away, focusing on the beautiful man beneath me—the one who trusts me enough to trust himself.
Rhythmically, I start moving my hips back and forth while Mac’s hands roam my entire body. As one hand runs the length of my spine, a shiver runs through me, and my pussy clenches around him. “Fuck, Harper.”
Gripping the back of his hair tightly with both hands, I lean forward and bury my head in his neck, breathing in his smell: Cedarwood and ginger. God, I missed him.
Mimicking me, Mac buries his face and gently bites and kisses the skin along my neck. Baring down, I focus on the way he feels beneath me, inside of me, around me. My hips start moving faster, all while my clit rubs against his pubic bone at just the right pace.
“You feel so good, Harper. This pussy was made for me. I never want to be without it again,” he begs, face still buried in my neck.
“Never, Mac,” I mumble against his skin. One hand moves around the globe of my ass, squeezing so hard I know there will be a bruise there tomorrow. But I don’t care. In fact, I love it. These are the kinds of bruises I will gladly wear for the rest of my life.
“Yessss. Again.”
His hand squeezes my ass even harder as the other wraps around the back of my neck, pulling my face away from his shoulder so I’m face-to-face with him again. Using his hold on me, he slams my face into his, kissing me with more passion than I’ve ever experienced from another person in my life. Mac swallows every single moan and whimper that leaves my mouth as if he’s trying to keep every noise I make buried deep inside of him.
Mac shifts his hips forward slightly on the chair, changing the angle of him inside of me, and on the next roll of my hips, the head of cock hits just the right spot. I try to pull my lips off his to call out his name, but his hand on my neck holds me still, not allowing my lips to stray even an inch.
I bite down on his bottom lip, causing him to let out a deep moan. I do it harder while pulling the strands of his hair so hard I can feel them break loose in my grip, and I’m pretty sure I can taste a droplet of blood against my tongue, but he doesn’t beg me to stop. In fact, his moans grow more desperate for release.
I’m rocking against him so hard I’m worried the chair is about to tip over, but I can’t find it in me to care. I have to keep going. I need this more than I need my next breath. Mac gives my ass another painful squeeze at the same time I press my clit hard into his pubic bone, all while his cock continuously rubs against my G-spot.
The feeling I’ve missed with every fiber of my being suddenly crashes into me in an all-consuming wave. My entire body shakes against Mac’s, but he doesn’t let my hips stop moving. Finally removing his hold from the back of my neck, he grabs both of my hips with his hands and continues rocking me back and forth. I tear my mouth from his and scream so loud I’m surprised the windows don’t shatter. Mac doesn’t stop moving me on top of him. My vision starts to black out as hot spasms of pleasure continue to wreak havoc over every inch of my body. Tears fill my eyes as I desperately gasp for breath. I’ve never felt an orgasm consume my entire being quite like this.
“Mac! Oh my God!” I pull at his hair even harder, not knowing what else to do with all of the pleasure coursing through me.
Mac hisses out in pain before tightening his grip on my hips. “Fuck, Harper. Harder.”
His words surprise me for only a moment, but I do what he says and pull harder, the waves of my orgasm still washing over me. I pull his hair hard with one hand, tilting his head back while bringing my other hand around to rest on his chest. Mac moves one hand between us and begins rubbing at my clit with his thumb, causing me to scream out again.
It’s not a new orgasm, but the same one coming back at full force and hitting me like a damn brick wall. He continues rubbing feverishly while I pull at his hair and dig my nails into the skin on his chest. Quickly looking down, I notice droplets of blood beneath my nails, but neither of us stops. To lost in each other’s pleasure.
Suddenly it all feels like too much, my orgasm still has a hold on my body, and with Mac rubbing at my overly sensitive clit, it won’t let go. “Mac, I can’t. It’s too much.”
“Keep going, Mo Grá. Milk my fucking cock. Take me with you.”
He pinches my clit, and I rock forward once, twice, three more times before Mac’s body stills beneath me. My name roars from his lips as he spills inside of me. Much like mine, his orgasm is long and drawn out, filling me so deeply I can feel it leaking out and onto his lap beneath me.
My body falls against his chest as my orgasm finally starts to come down. Yet, every few seconds, my pussy clenches around his still-hard cock. Like my body is subconsciously trying to make the most of this moment as possible.
Mac wraps his arms around me tightly and begins softly stroking the back of my head. I nuzzle into his chest, wanting to stay here for as long as he lets me.
Tilting my head to look at him through my lashes, I whisper, “Thank you.”
He kisses the top of my head. “No need to thank me. You know I’ll always give you what you need. From now until forever.”
I smile softly up at him, my chest filling with warmth because I know he means that with his whole heart. “Me too, you know? I want to be everything that you need.”
“I know, and you already are.”
“I love you, Cormac.”
“I love you too, Pretty Girl.”
We sit there for a moment, just holding one another, when I hear Ronan and Finn’s footsteps come up behind me.
A set of fingers caress my cheek, and I instantly know they’re Ronan’s as I feel the warm metal of his rings against my skin. Not caring that I’m in Mac’s arms or that his dick is still inside of me, he bends down and kisses my cheek. “How do you feel, Baby?”
