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"Just breathe, baby." His voice was hoarse and thick with need as he whispered the words into my ear. He pulled out slightly before slowly thrusting back in. "That's it. Take every fucking inch of me."
He grabbed both of my hips and I was up on my toes with our height difference as he bent his knees while he began to move faster. We were still in the dark and the music from the main room was echoing down the hall. No one had come this way yet and even if they did, I wasn't quite sure I would care anymore. I was breathless, a mess of moans as Mac released my hip with one hand and wrapped it around my throat.
"Look at you," he groaned, nipping at my earlobe as he tightened his grip on my throat. His hips worked faster and I pressed back against him, taking his entire length with every thrust. He filled me to the hilt, pumping into me harder. The force of his thrusts shook me to my core and the warmth inside was spilling over the edges, dripping into my veins. "Fuck, you take me so well."
My vision blurred, my legs burned, and my lungs screamed for more oxygen. I was on the precipice of seeing stars and I couldn't tell if it was from my quickly approaching orgasm or his hand wrapped around my throat. Either way, I fucking loved it.
"Don't stop, Mac," I moaned as he loosened his grip around my throat. "I'm so close."
Mac let go of my hip and slid his hand around the front of my body, slipping it down between my legs. His fingers brushed against my clit and I cried out. He released my throat and clasped his hand over my mouth.
"Shh," he murmured as he rocked into me again. "We can't have anyone finding us, remember?"
I nodded my head, my legs turning into fucking Jell-O as he began to fuck me harder. His fingers rolled over my clit repeatedly. My face contorted, my eyes slamming shut as I moaned loudly into his palm. My orgasm hit me without any further warning, the volcano inside me erupting as the heat spread through my body.
"Juliette," Mac breathed my name as he slammed into me again. My pussy clenched around his cock, my legs shaking as he continued to play with my clit as he lost himself inside me. His warmth filled me, his thrusts slowing as he emptied himself deep inside.
We were both breathless, riding the waves of euphoria as he moved his hand away from my mouth and smoothed my hair from my face. He was still inside me, still pinning my body to the wall. The entire club was still moving, just at the end of the dark hallway we were hidden inside. He just fucked me relentlessly, but his touch now was gentle and tender. His lips were soft as he pressed them against my temple.
He sighed, pressing his forehead to where his lips were a moment ago. He lingered for a second before slowly pulling out of me. I could feel his cum dripping down my thigh as he pulled his pants up before crouching down in front of me to smooth my dress.
I slowly turned to face him, pressing my back flush against the cool wall as I watched him pick up my underwear and shoved them into his pocket. A ghost of a smile danced across his lips knowing he had been caught. He moved back into my space and reached out to cup the side of my face. A ragged breath slipped from his lips before he pressed them to mine in a tender kiss.
"I don't know what you're doing to me, Juliette," he whispered against my lips. "And I'm not sure I want you to stop."
His words shook me to my core, nestling deep within the fibers of my bones. He wasn't alone with his feelings, but I couldn't admit that I felt the same way.
Even if I didn't want either of us to stop this.
CHAPTER NINETEEN
MAC
Following Wes and Nico, we all walked into the front doors of the hotel. I paused for a beat, turning my head as I saw them heading toward the restaurant that was nestled inside. My stomach growled and I sighed before heading in their direction. Lincoln walked up beside me, pushing against my arm with his elbow.
“That was one hell of a game tonight,” he exclaimed with a grin as we stopped behind the other guys who were talking to the hostess. He wasn’t lying. It was a close one—an extremely competitive one—but we still pulled through and ended up winning. We played well the entire time, but the other team was good. They made it challenging, which honestly made it more fun.
It was the last of our four away games and I was fucking exhausted.
“I’m just ready to get home. I miss my bed and my dog.”
Lincoln smirked. “I’d be willing to bet those aren’t the only things you’re missing.”
“Who’s watching Thor, anyways?” Wes asked me as we all sat down at the table our hostess led us to. “Charlotte said you didn’t ask her this time.”
I chewed on the inside of my cheek. There was a college girl who lived in my building that I usually paid to take care of Thor while I was gone if one of the guy’s girlfriends couldn’t do it. Before I left, Juliette offered and I took her up on it. She was able to take Thor to the rink with her so he didn’t have to be by himself. And he had really gotten attached to her.
“Juliette is keeping him at her place, so he’s not alone.”
It was honestly the best-case scenario. Thor got to actually stay with someone, so that was a little different than someone just stopping in to feed him and taking him out to go to the bathroom. He had actual one-on-one interaction with a human for as much time—if not more—than he would have been getting if I were home. Hell, he was more spoiled with Juliette. Since he went to work with her, he practically had no time by himself.
Judging by the pictures she had sent me with him lying on the couch with her, I think it was safe to say he was happily content. He was well taken care of by her, and it warmed my heart. It also gave me an excuse to talk to Juliette every day, so really, all three of us were winning here.
"Your neighbor?" Nico questioned me with an eyebrow raised. He grabbed a menu from the table in front of him and opened it up. "Anderson's daughter?"
I nodded. "That would be the one."
"That's really nice of her," Wes chimed in with a lopsided grin. There was more behind the smile, but I wasn't going to call him out on it. Wes knew. Nico knew. Lincoln knew. That didn't mean we were going to sit down and have a discussion about it.
