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I lean over her, the tip of my dick grazing her wet slit, making her hiss. “Please, what?”
“Please, Jett. Please fuck me.”
“Since you asked so nicely.”
I drive my cock inside her cunt, her slick arousal helping me to slide in up to the hilt. She cries out, rocking her hips into me as she fucks herself on my dick. Relishing the way she fits around me, I grip her hands with one fist and slap down on her ass.
Macy grunts into the sheets, and I can feel how her muscles squeeze around me as I land blows on her reddening skin. I expect to hear her safe word any second, but she only cries out for more.
“You are such a naughty girl, aren’t you?” I lean forward, sheathing myself deeper. “God, I fucking love it.”
Picking up my pace, I hold her arms to her back. I use my free hand to drag my nails across the welts forming across her ass.
“Oh, fuck. I’m going to come, Jett. Please!”
“Come for me, little dove.”
I pummel her hot cunt with thrusts as I alternate between slaps and scratches. Macy shudders, moaning in a great wave as she orgasms, milking my own release. Flooding her with cum, I growl as I pull her hair, guiding her head back and breathing her in.
The world swells, and my grip on her is steel. I can’t let her get away. I can’t let this end. I want Macy.
I want her… forever.
* * *
We lay there in a doze for a while before Macy props herself up on an elbow and grins down at me.
“So, I’m starving now.”
Her smile reaches her eyes and beyond, lighting her up like a firefly glow. I can’t help but smile back. A glance at the clock has my heart choking in my throat, but I don’t let myself dwell on the future. I have this, have now, and I want to enjoy it.
“Well, I can’t say I’m up for cooking, but how about some takeout? I have Lee’s Nights on speed dial.”
“I adore Chinese food. Yes, please!”
She sits up straight, bouncing me with her movement, and scoots back against my headboard. Macy pulls the sheets up under her arms, and the tight press of the fabric frames her chill-hardened nipples.
“All right, then. I’ll call, and you pick out something to watch.”
I toss her the remote while I press and hold 2 to dial my go-to delivery option. Walking to the hall to hear better, I order two spicy shrimp entrees and two everything veggies, just in case. Leftovers are always fine with me, particularly when they get spicier the longer they sit in the fridge.
When I end the call, thanking Yen for his continued amazing service, I return to see Macy has picked a rerun of Sleepless In Seattle on one of the many movie channels I get. Sitting down beside her, I roll my eyes, not hiding my grin in the slightest.
“Really?”
“What? I love this movie. And you said I could pick.”
“That’s true. I guess I signed my own warrant with that one. Well, at least movie taste won’t be what the cops come pounding on my door for.”
Macy stills a bit. Whoops. Reminding her about who I am probably isn’t the best idea, and my chest pinches. God, I’m so wrong for her. But Macy clears the air before I can speak, turning the volume down slightly and facing me.
“So, tell me more about yourself. Family?” Her eyes are wide with expectation.
“Don’t have any.”
“Oh, come on. You started with one, didn’t you? Spill.”
I huff out a breath. I should have known this type of conversation was coming. It usually does when you’re getting to know someone, but fuck-it-all I do not want to talk about this. Meeting Macy’s gaze, the words tumble from my mouth like I’m in confessional, another memory I’d rather not entertain.
