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“We shall.” I grinned back before stepping in front of him. Mac fell into step beside me and we walked over to the players’ entrance. Once he punched in a code, the door unlocked and he pulled it open for me. “Are we allowed to be here?”
Mac shrugged. “Probably not, but that makes it even more fun.”
“And what happens if we get caught?”
“Are you really worried about getting caught doing something you’re not supposed to be doing? He tilted his head to the side. “Are you someone who follows the rules, Juliette?”
“No.”
His smile was bright, all straight white teeth. “After you, then.”
I walked past Mac and down the hallway that led to the main corridor. Mac reached over for me, his fingers wrapping around mine as he lengthened his stride. My footsteps were rushed and I half jogged to keep up with him as he led me to the locker room. He stopped short by one of the benches, turning to face me as he grabbed my shoulders and spun me around. Laughter filled the air as he gently pushed me backward until he was lowering me down onto the bench.
He stared at me for a moment, hovering above me as he slid his hand underneath my chin. “You’re so beautiful, Juliette.”
My eyes widened slightly, my lips parting as he brushed his thumb along my bottom lip. Any hesitation, any reservations that I had before were completely gone. I wanted to be here with him and at that moment, I didn’t care if anyone ended up catching us.
“I don’t want to skate anymore,” I told him, my hands reaching for the waistband of his pants. I slid my fingers beneath the elastic. “I have another idea of what we could do here instead.”
Mac lifted an eyebrow at me. “Is that so?”
Pulling my lip between my teeth, I nodded. Mac reached for me, abruptly pulling me to my feet. “What kind of ideas did you have, baby?” His mouth dropped down to my neck, licking and sucking on my skin as he made his way up to the shell of my ear. “You want me to fuck you right here?”
Linking my hands behind his neck, I slid my fingers through the ends of his hair that brushed against his nape. “What if I do?”
“Mmm,” he murmured, nipping at my earlobe. “I’d love to have this memory every time I come in here and have to sit on this bench.” His hands dropped down to mine. “Let’s move over to my spot instead. I want to see you there instead of having the memory in Wes’s spot.”
I laughed softly at the thought. “That would be awkward to think about every time you see him sitting here instead.”
“No shit.” He laughed with me, leading me across the room to where he sat. “He’d undoubtedly be questioning me on my boner.”
“Well, we don’t want that,” I said, pulling him flush against me. His lips collided with mine momentarily in a bruising kiss before he pulled away. “Strip.”
Mac smirked, taking a step away from me. “Whatever you want, Juliette. All you ever have to do is say the word and I will make your dreams come true.”
“So, shut up and strip then.”
Standing in front of me, Mac’s eyes never left mine as he lifted his shirt up and over his head, tossing it to the floor by our feet. My gaze traveled over the planes of his torso, memorizing the dips and curves of his lean muscles as he reached for the waistband of his pants. Confidence was dripping off him as he pushed them down to his ankles and stepped out of them, leaving him in nothing but his boxer briefs.
He was literally handcrafted from God.
“Now what?” he asked as he took a step toward me. “Tell me what you want, baby.”
The butterflies in my stomach fluttered as I mirrored him. I slowly began to strip out of my clothing, until I was standing in nothing but my underwear. Mac inhaled sharply as I unclasped my bra and let it fall onto the floor with the rest of our clothing.
“Goddamn,” he murmured as he reached for me. His hands found my hips, pulling me flush against his body as he lifted one hand to tilt my head backward. “You’re going to be the end of me.”
“Good,” I breathed, nipping at his lips before they collapsed into mine. His mouth was soft and he tasted like wine as he kissed me sweetly. It started out slow and teasing, but quickly shifted into something else. The kiss had me burning with lust and I needed more. I needed all of him. His movements became urgent and his tongue swiped mine.
Mac’s hands were back on my hips. He sat down, pulling me onto his lap. His cock was hard beneath me, pushing against me through the thin layers of our clothing. My legs were wrapped around his lower back and I shifted my weight on top of him, riding his dick as I met friction against my clit.
He broke away from me, his eyes hooded. “Get up,” he ordered, his voice hoarse and thick with lust. “Lose the panties and face the other way.”
I lifted a brow, but didn’t question him as I did exactly as he said. His eyes were still on mine, watching me as I bent forward and pushed my underwear down to my ankles. They pooled around my feet and I stepped out of them as Mac lifted his hips and pushed down his boxer briefs. Heat built in the pit of my stomach and I slowly turned around to face the other direction.
As I stopped moving, his hands were on my hips once again, pulling me back toward him. “Sit on my cock, Juliette,” he demanded while lowering me down to his lap. I let him guide me, feeling the warmth of his dick pressing against my center. A breath escaped me as I slid down onto him, taking every inch of him in one fluid movement. He filled me with his length, a low moan rumbling in his chest as he wrapped his arms around my torso.
“You’re so fucking perfect,” he murmured against my shoulder as he kissed my flesh. With one arm linked around my waist, his other hand dropped down between my legs. He pushed my thighs apart and slid his fingers against my flesh until they brushed against my clit.
