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“I want—”
“If you’re thinking what I’m thinking, I want too. But fuck, if you want me, then we do this now, because eating you out has me so hot that I’m not lasting much longer than a hard fuck. And actually . . .” He thrusts into me, stretching me, filling me. I’m so wet I open for him, his entry easier, I think, than it would be if I weren’t so lubricated. “It doesn’t matter if we’re thinking the same thing, because I intend to do it all with you.”
He hits bottom.
I’m so full. I ripple around him. I can feel him everywhere.
When he smooths my hair back, his mouth coming to mine, tasting of me and of Mack, he kisses me soft and deep, and I take his head in my hands.
“Hard. Mack. Fuck me hard. I want it wild and furious. We have all night.”
“Fuck, maybe princesses are my jam after all.”
He kisses me again. This time it’s a brutal kiss. After that . . .
Mack pulls out and slams home. He pulls up my thighs so my ankles are on his shoulders, and fucks me so hard I’m there again. I’m so ready to come. He’s marking me, pounding into me like he’s intent on restructuring me just for him.
A custom fit.
It’s exhilarating to be wanted by a man like this. By him. Like this, our frantic coming together, with those powerful thrusts that hit me so deep inside, I don’t think I can get enough.
He grips my hair so he can hold my head to look at me, and his face is pure masculine pleasure, utterly Mack.
I’m lost in him, in his hard sex. In our wild ride. I’m so into it that my hips come up as much as they can to meet him, to get him deeper, to urge him on. I grab at him, hands clinging to his back as I try to get him to go faster, harder.
But Mack’s in the driver’s seat and he’s got a plan. My body shakes as another orgasm hits me.
“Good fuckin’ girl. More . . . You can give me more. I don’t want you purring, Sidney, I want you to roar.”
He moves one hand down between us to pinch and rub my clit.
“Mack! I can’t. Oh . . .” I come so hard that I explode, screaming, “Yes. Yes. Fuck. Yes.”
Then he bites me hard on the throat. “I’m coming, Princess.”
Mack lets loose and starts to slam into me, edging the orgasm that’s still pulling me apart. Then I feel him, he twitches and spurts and shudders.
“Fuck. Oh, fuck, Sidney.” For a moment, he doesn’t move.
He’s still hard inside me, and then he slowly eases my legs down. I expect him to pull out and leave, but he doesn’t. He rolls us so I’m on top, and he’s still buried in me. He’s still hard, and he kisses me.
Little mindless kisses that I hold close, that are so intimate in how casually they’re given that I want to cry.
“That,” he says, “was worth it.”
I bury my head into his neck and play with the spattering of chest hair. “Oh, I don’t know. I think we might have to do it again. Just to be sure.”
“Anything for my princess,” he says, and laughs. “Later it is.”
I close my eyes and smile.
True to his word, we do it all again later.
* * *
It’s just dawn when I slide out of bed, gazing down at the sleeping perfection that’s Mack. I almost crawl back in and wake him by going down on him.
But in the light of day, I don’t think I’m that adventurous or brave.
