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Lifting myself off him, I stopped with just the tip of his cock inside me before sliding back down his length again. His chest vibrated against my back and he murmured something indistinguishable against my skin. I planted my hands on his knees and began to move up and down, taking his cock in and out. Mac’s fingers rolled over my clit, circling over and over as he continued to apply more pressure with every motion.

Our surroundings faded away. My eyes fell shut and I tipped my head back as I continued to ride him. Nothing mattered except for the two of us. Anyone could have walked in on us right then and I wouldn’t have even cared. Mac was bringing me closer and closer to the brink of euphoria and I wasn’t going to stop until the two of us were falling into that abyss together.

The heat was spreading through my body and the muscles in the pit of my stomach were beginning to tighten. Mac lifted me up with his cock still inside me as he pushed me down onto my hands. I was bent over, my hands now resting on the bench.

With one hand still between my legs, he grabbed my hip with the other and began to shift his weight. He took over, sliding in and out of me as he stroked my insides with his length. I couldn’t see straight or form a single coherent thought. This was exactly what I needed from him.

“That’s it, baby,” he breathed, his fingers moving faster as he pistoned his hips. “Come all over my cock.”

Those words sent me over the edge. My knees buckled and I cried out in pure ecstasy as my orgasm tore through my body. Mac was right behind me, fucking me harder until he was spilling his cum deep inside me. He continued to move, his thrusts slower as he slowly circled his fingers over my clit. I was seeing literal stars, my body shaking and quivering beneath his touch. My legs were melting and barely holding me up anymore.

Mac slowed to a stop, both of us panting as he pulled his hand away from my pussy. My body was on fire and my clit was throbbing from the absence of the pressure he was applying only moments before. I lifted my head, a ragged breath slipping out of me.

“Mac, I need to sit down,” I told him, half laughing at how ridiculous I sounded. Mac slowly pulled out of me and I almost collapsed directly onto the bench. Just as I was about to, he swept my feet out from underneath me and lifted me into his arms, one around my back and the other under my knees. “What are you doing?”

“Taking you to the showers to get cleaned up.”

“You don’t have to do that,” I told him, another breath escaping me, but this time it wasn’t from the way he just fucked me. It was from how attentive he was. How he always seemed to care about the smallest things that usually seemed insignificant.

“I know I don’t,” he murmured as he pressed his lips to my forehead. “I want to.”

He stared back at me with nothing but kindness and affection swirling around in his irises. He wanted to take care of me…

So I let him.

CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

MAC

After practice, I went home and took Thor for a run before settling into my condo for the evening. Three days had passed since I last saw Juliette, but who was keeping track? Clearly I was. I was still trying to give her some space, even though I really wanted to be a stage five clinger and spend every waking moment with her. The last thing I wanted to do was scare her away, so I pulled back and kept myself in check. Even though we hadn't seen each other, we still talked each day, but the interactions were relatively brief. If I wanted things to go well between us, I had to let Juliette drive. I was just along for the ride, going wherever she wanted to take me.

She had been pretty busy with things at the rink, just as I had been with hockey, so we didn't even see each other in passing. I needed a reason to see her tonight and I knew exactly what would work. Juliette wasn't the biggest fan of cooking. I couldn't really attest to whether or not she was actually a decent cook and just acting like she sucked at it. Based on the amount of takeout she ordered, it was safe to say she at least didn't enjoy it. It was already past dinnertime, so food would get her in my space.

Mac

Are you home yet?

Juliette

Getting ready to leave work now. What's going on?

Mac

Did you eat yet?

Juliette

No, not yet.

Mac

Are you hungry?

Juliette

Lol, what is this, twenty questions?

Mac

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