Below Deck

I think I hear her mumble something about “magic dick,” but I’m probably hearing things considering the washers and dryers are all running and humming around us, and I’m close to forgetting my own name with way she jerks me off better than I’ve ever done myself.

“Why couldn’t you have been an ugly woman with zero personality?” I complain in between groans as she moves her hand down to the base of my cock and then palms my balls.

“I’m going to forget you said that and pretend I’m not offended for women everywhere by that comment, because I’m too distracted by what you’re doing with your fingers right now,” she tells me with her own moan of pleasure when I thrust two of those fingers inside her.

I pump them hard, in and out, the heel of my palm rubbing against her clit each time I push them back in. I look down between us at my fingers as they disappear in and out of her body, before I quickly pull them all the way back out, and she lets out a protesting whimper.

Grabbing the sides of her shorts with both hands, she lifts her hips for me as I yank them and her lacy underwear off her body and toss them across the room.

“Good, because I plan on erasing everything from your mind right about now,” I inform her as she watches me reach into my back pocket and pull out a condom. “I really wanted to drag this out a little longer, but I need to be inside you.”

Without another word, she leans forward and pushes my jeans down my hips while I make quick work of tearing open the condom wrapper and sliding it down over my cock. I take a second to appreciate the scene in front of me: Mackenzie sitting on the counter, leaning back on her hands with flushed cheeks and her tits dotted with a few red marks from my sucking, her bare thighs spread open, and her pussy dripping for me.

Wrapping one arm around her, I pull her body closer to the edge of the counter, palm my dick in my free hand and line it up with her entrance. She locks her arms around my shoulders and her legs around my waist, and I hold myself still, pressing my forehead against hers and giving her time to change her mind, even if it might kill me.

Tightening her thighs around me, she pulls me closer until just the tip of my cock starts to slip inside, and I have to grit my teeth to stop myself from slamming the rest of the way into her pussy.

Moving her hands from my shoulders, she clutches her fingers in my hair, forcing my head up to look her in the eyes. Then, she tilts her head to the side of my face and whispers in my ear.

“Fuck me, Declan.”

She barely finishes the sentence before I’m pulling my hips back and then thrusting into her, hard and deep. Her hands smack against my back and her fingernails dig into my skin when I don’t waste any time, pulling my cock right back out before slamming inside of her again. She’s so unbelievably tight and hot that I have no idea how I’m going to last longer than five seconds. I’ve never felt anything this amazing in my life. Her pussy grips my cock like a fucking vise; it’s so damn good I think I might die from pleasure. My arm tightens around her waist and I brace my other hand on the counter next to her.

“Jesus, Mackenzie, your pussy feels so good,” I mumble against her mouth, burying myself to the hilt inside her and then holding still, trying to calm myself down before I come too soon. “You’re so fucking tight wrapped around my cock. Touch your pussy for me, baby.”

She immediately complies, bringing one of her hands between us and sliding it down between her legs where we’re joined. Her arm tightens around my shoulders and I glance down, groaning when I see her circle her clit with two of her fingers.

“Goddamn, that’s so fucking hot,” I whisper, keeping my eyes down and locked on her fingers as I pull my cock out of her and slowly push it back in.

She moans loudly as I get a leisurely rhythm going, fucking her slowly and watching my cock, glistening with her wetness, pump in and out of her.

Her hips start moving, joining up to meet mine with each push and pull in and out of her body, and her fingers start circling her clit faster. I’m mesmerized by the sight of her pleasuring herself while I fuck her. I can’t take my eyes off of her hand between us and her own wetness that’s now coating her fingers. I start thrusting my hips faster, fucking her harder, unable to take this slowly anymore.

Each slam of my cock inside her pushes her circling fingers harder against her clit. Her thighs get tighter around my waist and her moans get louder, making my balls tighten, knowing she’s close, and thanking God for it. I need to come inside her right now like I need air to breathe, but I need her to come first.

“That’s it. Make yourself come on my cock. Let me feel it,” I tell her, finally looking up from where she’s touching her pussy to see her face.

Her eyes stare right into mine and I feel her fingers graze my cock as she moves them faster and faster over her clit. We’re both panting and grunting and moaning and our skin is slick with sweat, neither one of us paying any attention to the buzzing of one of the machines as it goes off from somewhere behind me.

“Oh, God…Oh, God…” Mackenzie suddenly chants, and I pick up the pace, thrusting my hips faster, her ass bucking up and down on the counter with how hard I’m fucking her.

I grit my teeth and almost bite my tongue clean off when I feel her tighten around me and shout my name. It’s impossible for me to hold back as her orgasm makes the walls of her pussy clench and pulse around my cock, and I follow quickly behind her, groaning her name and coming inside her harder and faster than I ever have.