“Mace, please,” she whimpered, and he wanted to give her so much more.
He untangled himself from her embrace and licked his lips as he gently guided her to lie down on the bed behind.
“You’re still overdressed,” she said, leaning on her elbows. He pulled the shirt off his back, but his pants remained.
“Is that better?”
“But you’re still…” She pouted, but Mace interrupted her.
“Shh, we’ll get there but until then my pants have to stay on.” He needed the barrier between them for what he wanted to do next because the moment his dick sprang free he’d want to be balls deep inside her, and he wasn’t finished tasting. Mace lifted her feet and kissed his way first down one leg and then the other. She moaned as he took his time doing it. He licked from her knee to her core and stopped just a breath away to admire her for a second before he continued. Becca gasped, and writhed for him, pushing her glistening pink cunt closer and he couldn’t resist any longer. She was his new favorite flavor. They moaned in unison the moment he tongued her sweet spot and lapped her up. He explored her folds and sucked at her juices. She spread her fingers through his hair and tugged to place him where she needed him most. Mace chuckled as he obliged her silent request. His tongue circled her clit, up and down, round and round. Over and over again, he licked, flicked, and fucked her with his mouth. Her body began to shake, and her moans became louder. She was close, and it was such a turn on to see and hear.
That’s it, baby, come.
He thought it, and she exploded for him. She writhed, moaned, and shouted out his name while he kept licking and drinking her in. He stood the moment she stilled and yanked down his pants. His cock sprang forward, saluting proudly and he quickly reached over for the condom Becca had left at the foot of the bed. He slipped it on and crawled on top of her.
“I need to be inside of you so badly,” he said, but despite his words and his eagerness to do just as he’d said he didn’t rush to it.
Mace tucked some hair behind her ear and kissed her tenderly as she spread her legs wider to welcome him. It was all the invitation he needed, and he entered her in one smooth stroke to the hilt.
“Shit, Becca.” He groaned, “You’re so tight baby, so good.” He thrust slowly to try and prolong their pleasure.
It was utter bliss.
***
Becca
“Mace wait,” Becca bit her lip and pushed against his chest. As much as she loved having him fuck her traditionally she still needed him in other ways.
There was time for traditional later.
Mace grimaced, but he immediately stopped his thrusting. “What’s the matter?”
“Nothing, really, I’m loving this—us together, but…” She reached above her head to grab the box of lube and held it between them. “I was wondering if we could finish this, anal.”
“You’re too good to be true, I swear.” She could feel him swell inside of her as if the thought of having her in the ass made him even harder. He pulled out eagerly, took the lube from her grasp and began to open the box. As he stood in front of the bed she had her first opportunity to check him out thoroughly, and he was magnificent. Thick broad shoulders, muscular pecks, and six pack abs. His chest had a little bit of hair down to the treasure trail leading to his cock. She licked her lips as she admired his V to the shaft that stood out. He was thick, and long, the condom still on him wet with her juices. He had the lube open now, poured some in his hand and she cursed the moment he gripped himself. He began stroking the lube on his condom covered cock from root to tip. It was a sexy sight.
Mace smirked at her as she watched him. “Don’t want this to hurt for you babe,” he grunted. Once his dick was full of lube, he squirted more from the bottle onto his index and middle finger. He threw the bottle on the side of the bed and softly approached her. “You want this missionary, or would you like to be on all fours for this?”
Becca bit her lip as she thought about it, also touched that he had asked. Her heart beat faster, and it swelled as she thought of how much care he was giving her. He must have been aching for a release. “Like this,” she whispered, deciding on the missionary route so that she could look into his eyes as he loved her. So, she could also kiss him, and touch him whenever she felt the need too.
“Okay then, spread ‘em baby.” Mace crawled onto the bed in front of her and pushed her legs a little wider. She startled the moment his fingers slid through her ass crack and the cold lube met her puckered hole. He was gentle when he rubbed some of the silicone gel around it. He began to finger her. He started with one finger and followed it by a second. It took a few minutes to get used to, and the penetration burned slightly before it got better. Soon enough though she began to feel an amazing sensation throughout her entire body and she was matching his finger thrusts with thrusts of her own.
“I think someone’s ready,” Mace growled.
“God, yes.” Becca moaned. There was hunger written all over his face that she was sure was also in her own gaze.
The tip of his cock slowly entered her, and she encouraged him to completely fill her by pushing herself down on it until he was fully sheathed. “I. Need. You.”
“Heck, yeah you do,” he said, and pumped into her faster. Her breast bounced, her nipples hardened, she was being fucked thoroughly just the way she wanted, how she wanted it, and her whole body was overcome with pleasure. It was a sensational experience all around.
He gave her a quick kiss on the lips before he dragged her legs with him to the edge of the bed. Mace slowly stood while still connected to her, and he held her legs while he continued to pump into her faster. “I’m gonna come soon. Come. With. Me.” He stroked her clit, which only heightened the experience tenfold, and it only took a moment for her to shatter. She pulsed, and quaked while he filled the condom inside of her with his own orgasmic bliss.
Her chest heaved, and they were both slick with sweat by the time Mace collapsed on top of her to catch his breath. Becca stroked his back and giggled. “Wow!”
“You could say that again.” Mace leaned on his elbows and kissed her. “Give me an hour and I’ll probably be ready for the next round.”
“Are you serious?” She looked at him wide eyed. “I’m impressed.”
“You haven’t seen anything yet. Just let me get rid of this and I’ll be right back.” He got up, winked at her and pointed to his crotch before walking out of the room in search of the bathroom. He needed to dispose of the used condom.
True to his word he was ready to go again in half of the time he estimated, and it got better and better. They hadn’t used the small butt plug she’d brought out originally, so it was put to good use the second time around. Mace filled her up, and double penetrated her with the toy she needed to review for Committed but Curious. It had been so long since she’d had the real thing and it was far better than she remembered it could be. Thanks to Mace she had completely and irrevocably come undone. We were talking head over heels in love. Was there such a thing as love at first sight? Because looking back she knew that’s exactly what happened, and it was a little scary giving your heart to a man who knew you liked him, claimed he liked you back. He just didn’t know the depth of it.
Chapter Five
Becca
Early rays of sunshine shone through a crack in her curtains. Becca squinted and stretched her entire body. She was a little sore, but completely satisfied. She smiled, closed her eyes again, thought of the previous night’s mattress gymnastics, and rolled over to give Mace a good morning kiss. But, he wasn’t beside her. Instead he sat at the edge of the bed completely engrossed in his own thoughts. Acoustic musical notes sounded around the room, and it surprised her to hear them coming from the normally mounted guitar she had displayed in the corner of the room. It was once her father’s and she hadn’t heard it played since she was a teen, right before the car accident happened.
He must have felt her gaze on him, because suddenly he stopped playing
and turned his head her way to acknowledge her. “Morning, beautiful.”
“Hey.” She sat up and crawled to him. “Would you play something for me?”
Mace obliged. While Becca listened she also took the opportunity to admire his tattoos. He was shirtless, so she took advantage and traced the large angel that took the expanse of his back from shoulders to butt and then pressed soft kisses against it. One peck, two, three, and four, she then wrapped her arms around him and watched him from over his shoulder. “Have you been playing for long?”
“I picked it up in high school.” He shrugged. “Haven’t played for a while though.” He tapped her arms to let go and got up to put the guitar where he found it. “How long ago did you learn guitar?”
“I haven’t,” she replied and smiled shyly. “It was my dad’s once.”
“I’m sorry,” he said.
“Don’t worry about it. You’re really good.”
“I’m good at a lot of things.” Mace smirked and headed straight for her. He stood in front of the bed again and traced a finger down the side of her face. “Would you like another demonstration sweetheart?”
“How can I refuse?” She teased and went up to her knees. “How about we start with a kiss and then maybe you can catch up to me. Seeing as I’m already naked.”
“So sexy,” he growled, “and all mine.” He framed her face with his hands and devoured her mouth. She leaned back on the bed, took him down with her, and loved every moment of their time together. Becca rolled over so that she was on top then she broke the kiss and went straight for his boxer briefs to yank them off.
“If I’m yours, does this mean this is all mine?” she questioned, and grabbed his dick by the base as soon as his underwear came off.
“Anytime you want it babe,” he groaned at the end of that sentence because he was at a loss for words the minute she licked around the head. Her hand pumped him, and she took him fully into her mouth. She sucked, and licked, bobbing her head all the way down until she hit her gag reflex. She relaxed her throat and Mace held her hair back, so he could watch her work him over and over. It was so erotic, powerful even to be in control this way, to please him.
His breathing was labored, and he cursed. He must have been close to completion. “Becca,” he called. “Becca, baby?” He yanked on her hair to get her attention, but she was really into it. She didn’t want to stop or slow down. Not unless he right out said so. He surprised her by sitting up and her mouth slid off him. She pouted, and he chuckled.
“That feels unbelievably good, trust me. I’d just rather finish like this.” Becca squealed as he grabbed her ankles and flipped her over so that she now was not only on top, but her pussy straddled his face.
Hell yeah!
Mace was magic.
She grabbed his dick again and licked him like a big ol’ lollipop from root to tip, only this time she was even more motivated to suck him off. His mouth latched onto her cunt like he was starving and in need of some serious sustenance. She worked him faster and ground herself against his face. The man really knew what he was doing to her. She wanted to return the favor. He played her body like a pro.
“Shit, Becca, I’m about to come so you might want to back off if you don’t want to swallow me.” He thrust his hips to fuck her mouth, and she thought it was really sweet he cared enough to warn her. Only she really wanted to go all the way, to taste him and savor the moment so she gripped him tighter, pumped him faster, and deep throated to the best of her ability to bring him there. His tongue lapped at her faster, he sucked her juices, licked her clit like nobody’s business, and with a busy mouth full of pussy, he moaned once he let go. His cock pulsed jet streams of come down her throat, and she didn’t stop until he was licked cleaned.
Becca collapsed her head on his leg and tried to catch her breath. She was close herself, so excited and completely at his mercy. “I think I’m in love with that mouth. Oh God, Mace, it’s so incredible. I’m going to gush baby. Make. Me. Gush!” she hollered. At that moment she had reached her peak into oblivion.
She saw stars and it took her a moment to regain her equilibrium.
Mace rolled her over and she switched her position around so that he could hold her. She kissed him quickly and he smiled. “I love it when you talk dirty.”
“Mm, I’ll try to remember that. If only every morning could start off this well,” she said.
“Where have you been all of my life?” He joked. “Do you have any plans for today?”
It was the weekend, a beautiful Saturday morning and after the hectic work day she had yesterday, she had two glorious days to herself, and for once in her life she planned to enjoy every moment of the free time ahead. “Nothing really, do you have something in mind?”
He shrugged. “I don’t have to go into the shop today. Thought I could spend more time with you. Wherever you want to go, whatever you want to do.”
Instead of answering right away, she climbed on top of him again and nipped his bottom lip. “I’d love to, Mace.”
“You drive me crazy.” He chuckled. “The good kind, my insatiable beauty.”
“Likewise,” she breathed. Her voice hitched the moment he caressed her breasts but before they could go any further the doorbell rang. “Damn, to be continued.”
“You can count on it,” he agreed.
Becca got up in search of her clothes. The doorbell rang again, and she hurried to get dressed to answer it, whoever it may be. She wasn’t expecting anyone.
After racing down the stairs she took a deep breath, straightened her shirt and opened it.
“Bax?”
“Becca. You’re looking beautiful,” Baxter replied.
She looked down at herself and blushed. She was far from looking her best seeing as how she just got out of bed and all and was wishing she was still in it. She cleared her throat and gripped the door. “This is unexpected. How can I help you today?”
“Oh, uh, Grams sent me over to ask if you can give this to the committee Monday afternoon. It’s the plans you all are supposed to take a vote on. I think it’s for the theme for the next exhibit.” He handed over a thick envelope and rocked back on his heels.
Becca was on the chair with Mrs. Coulter for the KACC for the last two years now and it wasn’t like the old lady to miss out. “Is everything all right? She’s not normally one to skip out on a meeting.”
“She should be eventually. She’s just been not feeling too well the last couple of days is all,” he said and fingered the collar of his shirt. “It sure is a warm one out here. Feel like some company? I could sure use a drink.”
“I think I have that covered,” Mace said from behind her. Becca startled, she hadn’t heard him approach and Baxter straightened his posture. “But I’m sure our sweet Becca has a bottle of water she can spare. Hang on a sec and I’ll get that for you.” Mace pulled her belt loop to bring her closer to him, turned her around and marked her with a kiss. She was left speechless for a moment as he took off down the hallway toward the kitchen.
“Um, I’m sorry about that,” she mumbled, wasn’t used to being involved in public displays of affection. Not that she was complaining. Mrs. Coulter had been hinting about her available grandson for a while now, but she hadn’t been interested. Bax may have been interested enough for them both, but there had just been something about the guy that was off-putting. It was an instinct she couldn’t shake. Hopefully this was the time he realized it just wasn’t going to happen between them. “Mace and I have already made plans. I do hope your Grams gets well soon, and I’ll be sure to keep her posted.” She held up the envelope he’d given her and then set it on the table near the entryway. “I’ll do my best to stop by in a day or two to check how she’s doing and keep her in the loop.”
“Yes well, she’ll like that I’m sure,” he replied, looking all kinds of uncomfortable as Mace once again approached.
“Here you go, man,” Mace said and handed the beverage over. He draped an arm around her
shoulders and pulled her in close to his side. Truth be told, she loved being there and hadn’t minded that he’d staked his claim in front of Bax. Again, there was just something about the old lady’s grandson that wasn’t quite right. She just hadn’t figured out what it was.
“Right, y’all have a good day then. I’ll see you around, Becca. Count on it.”
She shivered, and Mace shut the door.
“You okay?” he asked and looked her over from head to toe as of to make sure.
She nodded. “I’m just glad you’re here.”
“Me too,” Mace grunted when she hugged him. “That guy is totally into you, you know that right?”
“Figured it out the moment Mrs. Coulter tried to set us up,” she said into his chest. “Not interested.”
“Good to know.” He chuckled. “Who are you interested in?”
“Like you even have to ask, especially after last night and this morning.” She snickered. “Loved the way you staked a claim with the kiss and the arm around me by the way.”
“Is that so?” Mace snorted. “Think he took the hint?”
“He’d be a fool not to,” she replied. “Now enough about him and let’s concentrate on us. I’ve worked up an appetite.”
Becca pulled Mace with her toward the kitchen again. “I’ll get breakfast started, you can make the coffee, and if you behave I’ll let you wash my back in the shower when we’re done.”
“I love the way you think,” Mace replied, and he smacked her ass when she turned around.
“Hey.” She laughed. “You’re supposed to behave.”
“Couldn’t help it.” He winked. “You’ve got me addicted to touching you.”
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