Mac's Law

by Sarah McCarty

  She didn’t know what else to say except, “Thank you.”

  Mac’s cock at her back entrance was a big tease. She tried to push onto him to encourage him. Zach held her still.

  “You trust Mac?” he asked her as she groaned in frustration.

  She nodded as best she could.

  “Then you let him take charge here. Trust him to give you what you need.”

  Shit, he needed her to trust him, Mac thought as he pushed against her, watching her take Zach in her mouth, hearing her moan as her anus began to part. He met Zach’s gaze over Jessie’s back.

  Zach shook his head. He wasn’t hurting her. Zach’s hand came over Jessie’s head, very dark and big against the shimmering blonde of her hair, guiding her movement.

  “Get me nice and hard, Jessie,” Zach told her as he stroked her hair back from her face, “because the moment Mac buries that cock in your ass, I’m going to come for you, long and hard.”

  Zach’s breath hissed through his teeth as Jessie redoubled her efforts. Mac knew how Zach felt. How hot and tight her little mouth was. How good she could make a man feel. Almost as good as being in her pussy. Almost as good as he was going to feel when he got into her ass. He worked his cock against her, timing his thrusts with the bobbing of Jessie’s head, making sure she was filled at both ends, knowing how that would turn her on. Needing her to be turned on.

  He reached for the control of the Venus butterfly, flipping the switch to low. He wanted this to be as good as possible for Jessie. He met Zach’s dark gaze over her back. The tightness in his friend’s face told him he was close to coming. The shudders racking Jessie’s spine told him she was almost there, too. He caught her hips in his hands, steadying her as he pressed forward.

  “Can you feel me, Jessie?” he asked, his voice a parody of itself as he watched his cock force that tight muscle to thin and widen. “Can you feel how hard I am? How eager? You need to relax, Jessie. Let me in. My balls are so full they ache, honey girl. They ache for you.”

  She whimpered, and bobbed her head faster. Zach stroked her cheek, his face tight with the effort of holding back. “So are mine, Jessie,” he moaned. “You can have it all. All that you want. Just relax that sweet ass and let him in.”

  Mac felt her muscles flex against him. A delicate kiss on the head of his cock. “That’s right. Push back. C’mon baby, push back.”

  He leaned into her, watching as her body opened for him, knowing he just needed a little more and they’d be at the point of no return. The point where her muscles surrendered the battle and her ass would be his. She would be his. Only his. In every way that mattered.

  She whimpered again, and then moaned. Her body arched, she twisted as if to get away. Her head pulled back, but Zach brought her relentlessly back onto his cock, filling her mouth to the point that she gagged, but unlike Mac, he didn’t back off, just held himself there while she struggled to adjust, his head falling back as her rapid swallowing brought him to the point of orgasm.

  Mac flipped the switch on the vibrator to high, Jessie’s smothered scream reaching him even around the muffling of Zach’s cock. Zach jerked against her, driving deeper. Jessie screamed again, a high, thin plea for satisfaction. Against his cock, her anus contracted and relaxed in time with her pussy as she swallowed and fought the way she always did when she was ready to come.

  It was all he’d been waiting for. With a hard lunge, Mac drove in. The tight ring of muscle resisted at first, before finally giving way with a popping sensation, and then he was inside the incredibly smooth heat of her ass. Jessie’s scream crescendoed into a new octave. He pulled his thrust up short.

  “Jesus,” Zach cursed brokenly at him, as he held Jessie to him, his body jerking as his balls pumped into her mouth. “Don’t stop now.”

  Shit, he knew better than to stop now. He thrust in short, deep jabs until she had half of him. He spread his hand over her belly, holding her to him as he waited for her body to adjust, absorbing her shudders into his bigger frame, whispering nonsense to her as she swallowed the last of Zach’s come.

  Zach eased her mouth off his cock, and pulled her head up against his chest. “Can you feel Mac’s cock in your ass, Jess?”

  Jessie nodded weakly. Her breath came in pants as she battled for control. The muscles in her stomach pressed against the restraint of Mac’s hand with each hard-won jerk. “Yes.”

  Zach’s expression was knowing as he pushed the hair away from her face. “Hurts like a son of a bitch doesn’t it?”

  She bit her lip and nodded.

  “But it feels good, too, doesn’t it?”

  “Yes, but I don’t know if I can take it…”

  “But you want to take it, don’t you? Because this isn’t enough, is it?” Zach asked her in a deep, dark drawl. “You want more. You want it so badly, you’re ready to come from the idea alone. But you’ve got more than the idea now, Jessie. You’ve got the real thing. Don’t be afraid of it, reach for it. And when you’re done, all you have to do is present that sweet butt to me, and you can have it all over again. I’ll fuck you until neither of us can stand it anymore, and then I’ll pump you full all over again.”

  The mewling cry slipped past her control, past the pain because deep down inside, he was right. This wasn’t enough. She wanted more. Needed more. Her ass clenched. This time it was Mac who laughed that sexy laugh.

  “And you’re going to come for both of us, aren’t you, honey girl? You’re going to give us your trust and those sexy little screams and you’re going to come so hard, feel so good.”

  “Oh God, yes.”

  “Kiss me,” Zach ordered. “Kiss me hot and deep while Mac fucks that sexy butt the way you want.”

  She did, her high-pitched cry as Mac pulled out getting lost in the heat of Zach’s incredible kiss. And then Mac was back, harder, deeper. And Zach was kissing her harder, deeper, his hands working between her thighs. The toy fell free. She didn’t know if her scream was from the disappointment of that or Mac’s strong thrusts. And then she was screaming into Zach’s mouth for a different reason as he slapped her pussy, driving her buttocks back into Mac’s thrusts as vibrations raced through her, dropping back down for another, ricocheting back when she got it, sensation building on sensation, pain turning to pleasure, the pleasure to erotic pressure, the pressure spiking over and over again until she couldn’t contain the explosion.

  “Come for me, Jessie,” Mac ordered. “Now!” On a last violent thrust that sent her crashing into Zach, Mac came, her name a hoarse shout in her ear as he jerked within her, filling her dark channel with his hot seed. Zack’s last slap snapped against her clitoris, the sting catapulting her into orgasm.

  She splintered into a thousand pieces, her body jerking convulsively, spots dancing before her eyes as the piercing pleasure seared her from the inside out, her ass clamping down on his thick cock, as she struggled to hold him inside her. To her. Forever.

  She didn’t realize she’d screamed it out loud until minutes later when her breathing had settled to sporadic hiccoughs and she was sprawled on Mac’s chest, her thighs on either side of his hips, his penis resting between them. Removing the blindfold, he tipped her chin up. His blue eyes were serious, tender. In his expression, there was love and pride. In his words a promise.

  “Forever, honey girl.”

  Oh, she liked the sound of that. One of his big hands moved down her spine. Nerve endings that should have been exhausted perked right up, twitching wildly when he palmed her buttock. He gently pinched her chin between his fingers and pulled. She went into his kiss willingly, eagerly. His hand cupped her skull, holding her still for his tongue as the kiss turned from tender to dominant. She went from exhausted to hot to trot in a heartbeat, setting a new record in the arousal book, she was sure.

  The bed dipped. Mac growled in his throat. Jessie popped her eyes open. A shadow stretched beside Mac’s head. Strong hands circled her calves, gliding up to the backs of her knees. Pausing to tease. Her breat
h caught on the sensation. Her hips twitched.

  Zach. Round two.

  Oh God! Round two.She looked down at Mac. He smiled as he pressed her hips against him. Her pussy clenched as he caught her nipple between his thumb and forefinger. Behind her Zach’s hands moved up her thighs, pausing here and there to probe places that stole her breath and made her ache with desire. How did he do that?

  When he reached her buttocks, his hands became magic, pressing, tormenting, until she was twisting on Mac. She closed her eyes, straining back, wanting, needing to be filled again. Behind her Zach laughed. Below her, Mac growled. And inside, her, a niggling something came to life. She squashed it, wanting to enjoy this moment, her fantasy. Her gift.

  The heat of Zach’s flesh reached her first as he covered her back with his big body. His cock, equally hot, fell into the crack of her ass. He was pulsing and hard, as big as Mac and hungry. Oh, so hungry, if the way he throbbed was any indication.

  “Are you ready for me, Jess?” he asked, his thick finger sliding under his cock, painting her anus with the slippery lube. “Are you ready to come again?”

  She nodded, her fingers digging into Mac’s shoulders as Zach pushed two fingers into her rectum.

  “Easy, honey girl,” Mac murmured in a tight voice. “Zach knows what he’s doing.”

  “I know you’re tender,” Zach soothed, kissing her shoulder. “Don’t worry. I know how to work it in nice and easy, okay?”

  She didn’t know how anything could be nice and easy with an organ that large, but she’d experienced enough of Zach’s skill to know if anyone could, it would be him. She bit her lip, tamped down on that protesting little voice, and nodded.

  “Good girl.”

  He moved his fingers inside her, angling them to a certain spot and pressed. Fire shot through her body. Her clitoris engorged in a burning surge and her pussy and ass clamped down hard. One on air and one on broad male fingers. Beneath her Mac swore. Above her Zach laughed and murmured, “You are so sweet.”

  His fingers withdrew. His penis slid down her natural crevice in a smooth caress before he aligned the fat crown.

  “Bear down now, Jessie,” Mac murmured in that same tight voice, his grip on her nipple as relentlessly tight. “Bear down and let him make you feel that good with his cock.”

  The little voice stopped talking and started screaming as Zach pressed against her. Her body cringed away, down into Mac’s arms. Mac’s embrace.

  “Easy, Jess.”

  “Wait.” she moaned while desire fought with something even more elemental. More instinctual.

  “What’s wrong?” Zach asked against her ear, almost like he knew.

  She didn’t know, but something was wrong. Zach pressed against her. Despite the aching, empty gnawing hunger that surged through her at his touch, something was wrong. Zach pushed harder. Her muscles closed in upon themselves and she knew. She knew.

  “I don’t want this.”

  Below her, Mac froze. Above her, unbelievably, Zach laughed. His voice, darkly seductive, whispered against her ear, making her shudder, “Are you sure? I’m very good at pleasuring a woman’s ass.” He kissed the curve of her neck before repeating. “Very, very good.”

  She couldn’t help shuddering again. She believed every single word, but she also knew no matter how good Zach was, he wasn’t Mac. She shook her head. “I think some things are meant to stay fantasies.”

  She couldn’t bear to open her eyes and see Mac’s disappointment. “I’m sorry,” she whispered. She meant the apology for both men. “I just want Mac.”

  “I wouldn’t be sorry,” Zach said, laughter and passion in his voice as he kissed her cheek. “If you open your eyes, I think you’ll see you’ve just brought Christmas early.”

  She did. Mac’s eyes blazed up at her with blue fire. Passion, possession, jealousy and love burned in their depths. His hand cupped her skull as he wiped Zach’s kiss from her cheek with his thumb. “Get your goddamned cock away from her ass.”

  Zach laughed and leaned back. He swatted Jessie’s right cheek, bringing another growl from Mac as she jumped against him, soothing it immediately with a gentle caress.

  Jessie glared at him over her shoulder. Zach’s hair swung about his muscular shoulders in a thick, wild tangle that suited him far more than clothes. His cock, as impressive as Mac’s, hung thick and hard between his thighs. Unfulfilled. She expected to see resentment in his eyes. Instead she saw only an incredible sadness and loss as he looked at his hand on her buttock and then at Mac.

  “Take very good care of her, Mac. You won’t like life much if you lose her.”

  Chapter Eighteen

  The door closed softly behind Zach as he left.

  Jessie stared down at Mac, unbelieving. “You didn’t want this?”

  He dragged her mouth to his, kissing her hard, deep, all the possessiveness he’d been withholding pouring over her in waves. He kissed her until she didn’t have air left in her lungs or doubt left in her mind. “Hell no.”

  “Then why?” she asked as he rolled them over so she was beneath him.

  He touched her cheek gently. “You waited forever to have a lover. Never had anyone but me.”

  He paused, the flare of pride in his eyes telling her how much he liked that fact. “I didn’t want to be one more person you loved who needed you to make a sacrifice for them.”

  “So you were willing to let another man take me?”

  His jaw clenched. She wondered how she’d ever believed sharing her with another man was all right with him as he forced the truth past his gut instinct. “It was something you needed.”

  And he’d promised to give her whatever she needed. She stroked that hard muscle in his jaw. “The to-do list was a compilation of lustful moments. Things I thought might bear exploring.”

  “I know.”

  “I never expected to enjoy them all.”

  “But you do,” he said, and search as she might, she couldn’t find a bit of censure in his voice or his expression.

  “Except for the last,” she agreed. “I don’t want anyone else in me but you, Mac.”

  “Good.”

  “Mac?”

  “Yeah?” His response was distracted.

  “Where’d you go last weekend?”

  He slid his hand down to her leg. “I flew to my mother’s grave in New Jersey.”

  “Why?” She had a good idea, but she wanted to be sure. His fingers closed around her ankle.

  “I needed to tell her goodbye.” He kissed her softly as he brought her right knee up to her chest. “It helped more than I thought it would”

  “I’m so glad.”

  “Me, too.”

  And that should be the end of the questions, but there was something *else she had to know. Something she was probably better off not knowing, but she couldn’t stand it. He’d fooled her on the ménage. She just had to be sure he wasn’t fooling her on the other. Jessie bit her lip, debated and then asked as her left knee joined her right. “Was there anything else on the list that you were humoring me on?”

  He placed both his big hands on her knees and rocked her back. His expression was hard and tight as he flicked a glance at her face, “Like what?”

  Oh God, this verged on humiliating. “Well, I was thinking since it took you so long to get around to it. I mean, maybe you’re not that enthusiastic about…”

  He pulled her knees together and held them back with one hand. “What?”

  It was hard to talk with her chest so compressed. She settled for just blurting it out. “Anal sex!”

  He pushed two fingers into her ass, forcing them past the initial resistance. The burn took her by surprise. She groaned.

  “Relax, honey girl.”

  “I’m sore.”

  “It won’t matter in a minute.”

  “Easy for you to say.”

  “Trust me.”

  His expression didn’t change as he rotated his fingers inside her, and then he was pressi
ng on that special spot. Her body snapped to attention. Unlike Zach who had only stroked it once, Mac stroked it over and over until she was sobbing his name and twisting under his hands. She was empty. So agonizingly empty.

  “Do you want to come like this or with me in you?” he asked in that same intense, deep drawl.

  “You. I want you.”

  “Where?”

  “In my ass. Please, Mac. Fuck my ass.”

  “My pleasure.”

  He moved up the bed, his chest braced against her knees holding her in position while his cock lined up with her spasming anus. At the first touch, she cried out. The pleasure too intense to be borne, but he kept coming and she arched her head back and wailed as he slowly, slowly worked his big cock past her body’s resistance and into the eager, grateful channel beyond.