Chapter Three
Mackenzie
I woke up in Jason’s arms, feeling energized and gloriously happy. The sex? Oh my, were we ever going to have fun together! We had that hot kind of chemistry that allowed for slow, gentle sex along with an intensity that brought on some rough, mind-blowing sex. Either way, I loved it. While the sex was definitely one of the high points of being with Jason, it wasn’t only that. I was shocked by the depth of feelings I had for him. They had come on quickly but were no less intense because of it. The fact that he was the one who had pulled me out of the depths of hell said a lot for how strong my feelings for him were.
Was I falling in love with him? I dared to believe I was, and the thought of it brought a smile to my face. It was hard to believe how my world had so easily expanded to accommodate his presence. For the longest time, it had been just Lexy and me, and now there was Jason, too, and he had come to me so unexpectedly.
We’d sure have one hell of a story to tell the grandkids.
It took my breath away when I thought about the trust I now had in him. It was extremely difficult for me to trust people. It seemed like I’d been hurt and betrayed my entire life. For as long as I can remember, Lexy was the only person in the world I trusted, so the idea of me bringing someone else into the fold terrified me. Would I be able to do it? Or would I end up pushing him away at some point? I wasn’t sure, but time would tell if I could stand to keep him so close to my heart.
I looked up at Jason then and seeing him smiling down on me made me throb again with need. He moved me in so many ways, and I would be forever grateful for him bringing me back from my personal hell. He was so sexy and incredible that I wanted him constantly. I longed for his touch at all times. How many people could say that about their partner? I wished I could stay in bed with him indefinitely.
But there was work to do, and we had to get up and join the rest of the team. We got dressed and went back to the living room to see how far Lexy and James had gotten in devising a plan. They were hunched over the table, looking at paperwork.
Lexy looked up when we walked in. “Welcome back, girl!” She came over and hugged me hard.
I hugged her back even tighter. “I’m sorry—I went away for a while.”
“You never have to apologize for anything, Mackenzie—not ever—and certainly not for anything that has to do with your past. It’s good to see you have someone else you can depend on as well. Good job, Jason,” she commended me.
I smiled. “Thanks.”
“So how are we doing here?” I asked her as I went over to the table.
“Things are looking good. I think we can proceed really soon.”
Jason’s text message alert sounded, and he took his phone out of his pocket to check it.
“Oh, dear God…” he whispered as he stared at his phone.
We all went to him, and he passed his phone to me. On the phone screen was a picture of a girl I assumed was his sister. She had a cut on her face and was bleeding. She looked terrified, and her skin was splotchy as if she’d been crying. I knew how Jason must be feeling. I’d felt the same sort of fear when I thought that James had kidnapped Lexy. It was a terrible position for anyone to be in, but I felt even worse that Jason had to suffer, too.
“Man, you have some really bad luck,” James said.
“James, will you shut up?” Lexy said, and James chuckled. He was a fool sometimes. It was just the way it was.
“I’m sorry, Jason,” I said.
“Who the hell is doing this? Who could be capable of doing something like that? They have to be crazy. They’re going to kill her, aren’t they?” He was practically shouting now. I needed him to calm down so that things wouldn’t escalate out of control.
“That’s not necessarily true, Jason,” Lexy said. “They could be trying to scare you. Give you an incentive to get them their money quickly.”
“God, I can’t. I just can’t give them any more. She’ll be dead for sure.”
“You won’t have to,” I assured him. “We can do this. We’ll get her back alive, Jason. I promise you.”
“This is really dangerous, and it’s getting much worse,” Jason said morosely.
We continued devising our plan to rescue his sister, the recent text making it clear we needed to get moving fast. We all knew that what we were about to embark on might be very dangerous. I was used to danger—my job was always risky. Lexy knew it, and I knew it. It was the price you paid for being a thief. But we were damn good at our jobs, and we had never considered any other lifestyle. We made a boatload of money, and that was reason enough to stay in the business we were in.
But you never knew when your plan could get fucked up and cause problems—as proven by my initial encounter with Jason. It was a very high-risk job, and now we were dealing with kidnappers who were clearly not afraid of violence.
A long time ago, I had come to terms with the fact that Lexy or I could find ourselves in danger. That’s why I’d made sure from the beginning to teach Lexy how to take care of herself. Now she went to the gym and kicked ass regularly. We may be small females, but we had big muscles, and we knew how to hit. Both Lexy and I knew what we were doing, and I wasn’t worried about us at all.
Jason, on the other hand, was from a very different, pampered world. I didn’t want him to be anywhere near the danger. It was bad enough we had to save his sister—I didn’t want to have to worry about him as well. He was a high profile individual who was absolutely clueless about the shady world I lived in. Most importantly, he was the main target, and that meant that someone didn’t like him very much. He needed to stay as far away from the danger as possible because when push came to shove, the criminals wouldn’t hesitate to remove him from the picture. The thought of that was a little more than I could handle.
“I think you need to stay behind, Jason,” I said, knowing he was going to be pissed.
He looked up at me with surprise. “That’s my sister. I’m going with you.”
“It’s too dangerous.”
Lexy and James stood there quietly, knowing I was treading dangerous waters with him.
“What are you talking about, Mackenzie? Do I look like a Girl Scout? I think I can handle a little danger.”
“That’s not what I meant. I’m not saying you’re a weak man. But you’re the target here, which means that someone has it out for you. You’re the last person who should be at the scene of the crime. Just seeing you might set them off—they might kill her.”
“She’s right, Jason. You’re the target,” agreed James.
“I don’t care! I’m coming, so get used to the idea. This conversation is over.”
Actually, it wasn’t. Jason had no idea what he was getting into. And I wasn’t about to just let things go. “You have no business being in the fire, Jason. You wanted our help for a reason—because you understood you couldn’t do it yourself. So sit back and relax, and let us do what we’re good at.”
“Give me a break, Mackenzie. Unless you’re really good at hostage situations, you don’t know any more about this than I do. I don’t know why you’re acting like this, but I don’t like it.”
“I’m not going to sit around and see you get hurt. And I do know more than you. That’s why you hired me. I know how to steal things, and I’m damn good at it. I’m going to go in there and steal your sister back from the kidnappers.”
I could tell that Jason was steaming mad at me, but I had to try whatever I could to get him to stay and be safe—even if it broke us up. I would risk everything if I knew it would save him. He was becoming increasingly important to me, but that meant nothing if he was dead.
“Just listen to her, Jason,” James said. “You don’t want to get your hands dirty. Leave the hard work to the ladies.”
He chuckled and gave me a wink, and I wanted to strangle him. Leave it to James’s quirky sense of humor to add fuel to the fire. I was just about to tell him where to shove it when Lexy grabbed his hand and removed him from my presence. It was in his best interest to be out of my sight because he was just making a tension-filled situation that much worse.
“We’re going to grab a coffee and finish our intel,” Lexy announced. “You two work things out.”
Her bedroom door slammed, and Jason and I stood staring at each other.
“Why are you being such a bitch in front of everyone?” he asked me.
“Excuse me?”
“Look, I’m not trying to be mean, but you’re practically cutting my balls off here. I can handle myself, believe it or not.”
The tension between us was thick, and I knew what the problem was. I was horny, and fighting with Jason was just exacerbating my physical desire for him. He looked so hot standing there, and when he got me riled up, all I wanted to do was jump him. I could tell by the heat in his eyes that he felt the same way.
But I had to control my libido. We had work to do, and I couldn’t let my lust for him get in the way of keeping him safe. Ignoring the issue wasn’t working, however, because it had become the elephant in the room. So I crossed the room, grabbed him by the back of the neck, pulled him close to me, and planted my mouth on his, kissing him passionately. We were going to work this out the old-fashioned way.
My heart was beating so furiously I thought it was going to burst through my ribcage and explode through my chest. It felt like I might even pass out. The taste of him made me insane, and I grew warm all over with the thought of being with him. I pulled back and looked at him. His gaze made it clear he was feeling the same way.
“I want you so badly, Jason,” I told him.
He flashed me a devilish grin that made me flush with warmth. “I’m going to make you feel really good, Mackenzie. There are so many dirty things I’d love to do to you. Would you like that?”
The images his comment conjured up were highly intoxicating, and I wanted him even more than ever. He held me close and kissed me voraciously, the taste of him sweet and alluring. His tongue slipped into my mouth, and I accepted it willingly, sucking him slowly before I pulled away. His hand found my breast, and he kneaded it softly. He pulled off my T-shirt and tossed it aside, interrupting our kiss momentarily to gaze at my breasts that were begging to be released from my bra.
“You are so beautiful.”
I smiled, though all I could think about was how delicious Jason looked naked. I took his hand and led him to the living room chair. He unclasped my bra and pushed me back onto the seat cushion. His mouth found a nipple, and he sucked and licked it. The sensation was driving me crazy, and I felt my panties getting wet. I moaned softly as he replaced his mouth with his fingers and rolled my nipple between them, a little roughly. I liked it—a lot—and it caused an ache between my legs as my desire reached a fever pitch. He continued playing with my nipples, and I moaned loudly in extreme pleasure. I reached down and massaged the front of his jeans and could feel his hard cock straining against the fabric.
He smiled down at me. “Do you want it?” he asked. “Do you want it in your mouth?”
I nodded, rendered speechless by the words that came out of his mouth. I felt wanton around him, like I would do just about anything to have him please me and give me what I wanted. He unsnapped the button of his jeans and slowly pulled the zipper down. He pushed his pants down and stepped out of them then removed his boxer briefs. His hard cock sprang free and bounced tantalizingly before me. I was still amazed at how long and thick he was—the sight of him literally took my breath away. I took his cock into my mouth and sucked on it. His eyes closed as I sucked harder, massaging his balls with one hand and using the other to stroke his cock as I tasted it. I swirled my tongue around his tip, and he thrust his hips toward me in response. I could feel his legs begin to shake, and I worked him even harder.
“Oh god, Mackenzie, you’re so good at this.”
I took his cock deeper into my mouth until it hit the back of my throat. I moved my mouth up and down rhythmically, fluidly. He grabbed a handful of my hair and fucked my mouth hard.
His moans of pleasure excited me, and I felt my pussy growing even wetter, demanding attention. Jason must have read my body’s mind because he pulled his cock out of my mouth and yanked his shirt off. I stood up and followed suit, quickly removing all my clothes and then taking my time to slip off my thong, amused by the heat in his eyes as he watched me. He couldn’t take his eyes off my pussy.
“You look so good.”
I felt sultry and seductive, and I pushed him back into the chair. “Sit down, baby. I want to sit on your cock and ride it.”
He grinned expectantly. I got into position with my back facing him and plunged myself onto his hardness. He was pushed right up against my G-spot in that position, and the sensation sent a shiver throughout my entire body. It felt so good I thought I might literally lose my mind. I started moving, slowly at first. He felt hard and smooth inside me, and it wasn’t long before I was riding him vigorously. His soft moaning and muttered encouragements were making it hard to maintain any kind of control.
“Mmmm, so sexy, girl. You feel delicious. You ride my cock good, baby.”
His voice, his words, his massive cock were driving me mad. And just when I thought it couldn’t get any better, Jason reached around and started playing with my clit. It was almost too much sensation to bear, but I couldn’t get enough. Small cries escaped my lips with each pump of my hips. I was completely possessed by him, begging him—more, harder, deeper. My pussy was dripping, and I could feel it pooling on his belly.
I cried out as an orgasm shuddered through me, but I kept going, pumping his cock furiously, and soon a second climax made me scream out his name. “Oh god, Jason…oh dear god, fuck me! That feels so good!”
He put his hands on my hips, stopping me. “My turn. I want my cock in you, and I want to fuck you hard.”
I lifted myself off of him, eager to see what he had in mind.
Seeing his wet, ramrod-stiff cock made me horny all over again. Even though my body was spent and tender, I desperately wanted more. I wanted him to fuck me in any way he wanted. I couldn’t believe what was happening with my body. My pussy was throbbing, and I needed him to give me release from that intense feeling.
He got up from the chair and pushed me into it, then he lifted my legs over my head. I did as I was told, my body weakened from pleasure. I was lying on my back, my head against the back of the chair and my legs spread above him. My pussy was open to him, pulsing in anticipation.
“Please, Jason…”
“Please what, darling?”
“I want you…anywhere you want, everywhere you want.”
“Then you can have me.” He positioned himself and entered me slowly. I nearly choked with how deep he plunged.
“Oh yes, this is nice,” he cooed. “You’re so tight, baby. God, your pussy feels so good.” The deepness of his cock felt crazy good.
I leaned my head back, delirious with pleasure. He fit inside me perfectly, and I felt a wave of pleasure every time he moved inside me. He began pumping me a little faster, and I writhed frantically. His cock hit my G-spot over and over again. My body quickly reached the edge, and I knew he was mere seconds away from making me erupt.
“Cum for me, baby. I can see it on your face. Cum all over my cock.”
I exploded, screaming loudly, and could feel my hot juices flowing out. I was spent, and yet he kept fucking me slowly. When I had caught my breath somewhat, he pulled his cock out, threw me over his shoulder, and carried me to the table. He turned me around and pushed my torso down against the hard surface.
“You have such a nice ass. What a magnificent view.”
And with a hard thrust, he penetrated me. I cried out as much from shock as from pleasure. Jason lifted my ass, and I was delirious, enjoying every inch of his cock as he pounded me over and over again. He smacked my ass hard, and the hot pain quickly turned to searing ecstasy. He pumped harder into me as waves of mounting pleasure rolled through me. I clawed at the table as another orgasm ripped through me, followed by another. This man routinely gave me multiple orgasms—how could I ever return to normal sex again? The fact was, I never intended to. I wanted only him forever.
“I love fucking you, Mackenzie. I love being inside you. I love making you cum.”
I loved the way he talked and how he made me feel. I desperately wanted to feel him cum inside me, but he held off. He pulled out again and took me to the couch, laying me down. He slid his fingers into my pussy and finger fucked me for a bit. Although at that point I was pretty soaked, he somehow managed to get me even wetter.
“I want you back on my cock, baby. Will you sit on me again and ride me good?”
“You bet your ass I will,” I said, my voice raw.
He sat on the edge of the couch, and I positioned myself so I had my back to him again. I slid his cock into my moist pussy.
“There we go, darling. We’re going to go easy. That feels good, doesn’t it?”
I moaned in agreement.
“Okay, here we go. Just stay relaxed—don’t tense up.”
I could hardly believe myself at that moment, fucking in my living room when Lexy and James could return at any moment. But god, I had wanted him so badly—I still did. I was so beyond sexually satisfied but yet still so horny for him that I was aching inside.
I rode Jason’s cock, feeling the delicious sensations spreading over my body again.
“Just relax, sweetheart. You’re tensing up. I can feel you hugging my cock.”
I followed his instructions. As I pushed down onto him a little more, I tried to relax and allow it to happen. He began to move his hips and meet my rhythm as I pumped onto his cock. He picked up the pace, his smooth cock gliding in and out.
“Are you okay, baby?”
“Yes,” I whispered.
“Does it feel good?”
“God, yes. I love fucking you.”
He felt humongous inside me as I rode him. I started rocking into him faster and faster, letting the waves of pleasure crash into me repeatedly with not much break in between.
“Oh, sweet god,” I moaned.
He reached around and rubbed his fingers against my fully erect clit, giving me even more pleasure while he continued to move his cock inside me.
“Okay, baby, I want you to fuck me good.”
He pushed the whole length of his cock deep inside me. I was lost in a sea of pleasure, and I wanted to release another orgasm.
“I want more.”
I heard him chuckle, and he started pumping me as I bounced energetically. I needed it, needed him. I was dripping wet, and I felt the tension building between my legs. I couldn’t believe I was about to cum again.
“Jason, it feels good. It feels so good.”
“I know, baby. It’s amazing. Amazing.”
“Here it is,” I gasped. “I’m coming again.”
My whole body shuddered as I came, the orgasm as sharp as glass. He continued pumping inside of me, shattering all reason inside my mind. He was glorious, all of it was so incredible. The best sex of my life was happening with this man. As I felt another orgasm riding the wave of the last, I spasmed violently, screaming incoherently.
“Oh Mackenzie, I’m ready, too, baby!” he shouted. “I’m going to fill your pussy up with my cum!”
With his own violent thrusts, he spilled a thick load, the heat of it reaching deep into me. His hips pumped forcefully a couple more times, releasing every drop, then he collapsed against the couch.
I slid slowly off his softening cock and knew for certain I was going to be very sore the next day—or two. But it would be worth it. I went into the kitchen and brought back some wet paper towels so we could clean up. Then we both quickly redressed, our clothes a little more rumpled than when we had started.
I straightened the throw pillows on the couch. I don’t know why I bothered—our screams of pleasure would have left Lexy and James little doubt about what was happening. Plus, I couldn’t wipe the grin off my face, and my body still felt shaky and a little weak. Hopefully, that would wear off soon.
“So I take that as a yes that we’re officially dating now?”
He had a stunner of a smile, and the look he gave me made me want to start all over again. Would I ever be able to get enough of this man? Would it always be this way? God, I hoped so.
I smiled back. “Yes, I think that’s what it means,” I laughed and then pulled him in for another deep kiss.
* * * * *
I called out to James and Lexy that it was safe to return to the living room. They both wore knowing smiles on their faces and seemed pleased that the tension between us had all but dissipated. They set coffee down on the table, and James looked around the room.
“Hey guys, is it just me, or does it smells like sex in here?”
Lexy smacked him on the arm, and I tried to stop myself from smiling. Then we all went back to work to save Janelle.