Jake
After the kiss on the porch I scooped Mackenzie up in my arms and carried her inside. Tonight the aurora was bright and we didn’t need any lights inside the cabin to see. When I set her down she took a step away from me and undid the buttons to her coat, letting it slip to the floor. Without a word she lifted her shirt over her head and then pushed off her jeans, kicking them away and standing before me in nothing but her bra and panties. All I could do was stand there and watch, rooted to the spot like a thousand-year-old oak, because, in the magical light she was simply breathtaking.
Her name was a whisper on my lips as my wildly thumping heart pulsed loudly in my ears. There was so much to say to her. So much I wanted her to know. But in that moment all I could do was take in the potent beauty of her.
She crossed the distance between us to place a finger across my lips. She had to stand on tippy-toes to kiss me, and her lips brushed gently across mine. Her touch was gentle but it conjured a tsunami of pleasure throughout every cell of my body.
“Touch me,” she whispered against my lips.
I looked deep into her eyes as the tips of my fingers found the smooth plane of her collarbone and trailed across her warm skin. I swallowed deep as they slid slowly down the length of her arm and tangled with her fingers. I pushed back the deep throb of need pulsing through my veins as they worked their way back up again and across her chest, brushing over the hardened peak of her nipple. She sucked in a deep breath and flinched, and I had to fight off every male urge in me as her tongue flicked across her lower lip and she shivered.
“I like it when you touch me,” she said softly.
My fingers slid lower, down to her waist and across her flat belly, brushing the tip of her thong as they found the top of her thigh. When they found the soft dampness of her panties, she bit down on her lip this time and I wondered just how much more I could take.
Lace brushed my fingers as I slid between her thong and her body, and dear God, I was about to explode with need when they found her slick skin. She shivered and her lips parted with a moan as I gently pushed into her. My cock was hard and it was all I could do to stay standing as she tightened around me, her slick muscles welcoming me deeper into her.
Her head fell back. “I need you in me,” she breathed.
I didn’t need asking twice. My mouth sought out hers as I pulled her into my arms. And as I lifted her up, she wound her legs tight around my waist, moaning as our kiss deepened and ignited into so much more. I groaned at the touch of her against the hardness in my jeans, where my cock strained and begged for me to hurry this up. I walked us across the room to the bed and gently laid her down amongst the pillows and sheets where she stretched out before me, all creamy and smooth, and my heart opened just a little bit more.
Kicking off my jeans I joined her on the bed. She twisted onto her side and her fingers brushed over my chest and down my stomach, sweeping across my pelvis to the top of my thighs. I flinched and shivered as her fingers made their way across my groin to finally curl around the hardness of my erection. Pleasure flared across my body as she slowly and skilfully began to stroke me.
“You’re so beautiful,” she murmured, her fingers tightening and her palm sliding along the length of me. “I want to feel all of you inside of me.”
We had discussed protection on the drive to the Redwings. I had been tested a month following Tyler’s death, and I hadn’t been with a woman since. Mackenzie had been tested more recently because of some insurance criteria at the agency. She was also on the pill to help with cramps, she said, so we were free to explore one another with freedom.
Her hand continued to pump slowly up and down. “I want to taste you.”
I didn’t have a chance to reply before her lips sank down onto the head of my cock and sucked me deep into her gloriously wet mouth. The sudden sensation rocked me, making me jolt and jerk, and I pressed my head back into the pillow, tangling my fingers in her hair as she licked and sucked me. Jesus Christ.
Her tongue teased and tormented me while her mouth slowly and torturously milked me.
I had to stop her when it became too much, when my balls tightened and I felt the tight coil of pleasure begin to heighten. I was going to come in her mouth and while I wanted that, fuck, how I wanted that, tonight I wanted to spend time pleasuring her. I wanted to feel her warmth tighten and pulse around me when I made her come.
“Baby, you’re going to make me come doing that,” I moaned out, my voice thick and hoarse.
When she pulled back to look up at me, I flipped her onto her back and nestled between her creamy thighs. Every inch of me was desperate to be inside her. But I was going to make this last. I was going to show her what she did to me. How she made me feel.
I gazed down at her, filled with an emotion that was as foreign to me as all of this was. I grazed my thumb across her cheek.
“You make me feel things I have never known,” I said, honestly, not knowing where the words came from but knowing that they needed to be said. “I don’t know what to do with them.” And I didn’t. I felt completely at the mercy of the feelings that were so alien to me.
Beautiful brown eyes stared straight into mine. “We’ll work that out together.”
I shifted slightly and she bit her lower lip when she felt the pressure of my cock against the sensitive softness of her pussy.
When I sank into her, she gasped and dug her fingers into my shoulders. And, God, it felt amazing being inside her. It was like plunging head first into a deep well of pleasure and being sucked deeper into an unfathomable bliss. It tore through me. Making me harder, making me pulse and throb inside of her. But there was something else. Something I was striving to reach with every deep stroke into her warm and welcoming body. I didn’t know what it was. Couldn’t put a finger on it. But whatever it was, it was like nothing I had ever known. Everything was heightened. Every touch. Every emotion. Every vibrant sensation coursing through my body felt new and vivid, and so goddamn incredible.
Mackenzie whimpered as her climax swelled in her. She was close, so I slowed my pace and pushed deeper into her, inch by inch, pressing hard against that swollen bud of nerves that was tight and bound with unreleased ecstasy. With one hard grind against her, her eyes opened wide with surprise and her muscles squeezed and clenched tight around my cock. Oh, God . . . Beneath me her body detonated with a powerful climax and my name fell from her lips in a breathless, desperate cry as her orgasm consumed her.
I gave into my own climax then, shuddering into her with a long, unbridled moan. My head dropped as if it was too heavy with euphoria. Nothing felt as good as this. Nothing in the entire universe could compare to how it felt making love to Mackenzie and then coming inside of her. And as my orgasm cartwheeled across my brain, that’s when it hit me. I didn’t just need this woman. I was falling in love with her.
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