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“I like manhandling you.”
I laugh, wrapping my arms around his neck as he tosses me onto the bed, bringing him with me.
“Show me what you’ve got,” I tease. “I want to see what else those hands can do.”
The smile on Mack’s face is new, one I haven’t been privy to until now, and I love it. It’s happy and content, unrestricted. And the idea that I helped put it there makes me feel things I shouldn’t, especially in our situation.
“Just my hands?” Mack asks, bringing the perfect distraction as he rubs his hard length between my legs.
“No,” I say, my voice barely above a whisper. “I want to see what you can do with that glorious cock.”
Mack's smile shifts into something feral as he looms above me, reaching over to his nightstand and coming back with a condom.
Sitting up on his knees, he rips the package open and sheaths himself.
I’m lost in the moment, fixated on him, his hard length, the fact we’re here doing this—crossing all the lines and blurring the hell out of them.
“Greer,” Mack says, getting my attention. “Look at me.”
I pull my eyes away from his cock and back to his eyes. What I see there is everything I’m feeling reflected back at me. Want, need. It’s all there in spades and I can’t remember the last time I felt so desired.
“I love the way you look at my cock, baby. But I need to know you want this. Tell me you want this. Tell me you want my cock.”
There’s no way he has any doubts, but if it’s my consent he needs, I’m happy to give it.
“I want your cock. I want you to fuck me.”
His nostrils flare and he darts his tongue out to lick his full bottom lip before pulling my hips up and easing inside me, in one smooth movement. The way he stretches and fills me is borderline painful, but in the best way.
When I whimper, he stills.
“You okay?”
Swallowing, I breathe through my nose and exhale as I nod. “Yeah, I’m good… just… full. I need a second.”
“You’re so tight,” he grits out. “You feel so fucking good, even better than I imagined. And fuck if I haven’t imagined what this would feel like.”
He tilts his face up to the ceiling and I reach up and run my hand down his rippled chest and abs. I’ve been with guys who are fit, but not one of them could hold a candle to Mack Granger.
Not only is he gorgeous, but he’s also sweet and kind, and currently giving me one of the best sexual encounters of my life. Pulling him down to me, I wrap my hand around the back of his neck, bringing us so close, in every way.
It’s not quite the fucking I had anticipated; it’s better, and it only leaves me wanting more.
“Kiss me.”
His lips crash to mine and he begins to move in long, languid thrusts.
Each time he bottoms out, that little piercing at the end of his cock hits the perfect spot inside me, making me moan.
With each pass, his speed increases until he’s slamming into me and swallowing my cries.
“M-Mack.”
He grabs my hips and rolls, bringing me on top of him.
“Ride me.” He draws in a rough breath, reaching up to palm my breasts. “I want to watch you move.”
As I begin rolling my hips, my eyes close and I tip my head back, relishing the feel of his cock as I rock back and forth.
