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.”
“The feeling’s mutual big guy, now let’s eat. I have a feeling I’ll need the energy.”
***
Becca
Kerrville was great for the many tranquil escapes along the beautiful Texas Hill Country, and she wanted to share some of them with Mace. There were many parks and water activities along the Guadalupe River and it seemed like something they both might enjoy.
“So where are we going?” Mace asked. He suggested she choose their outing today because he’d only been in town for a few months now, and he wasn’t all that familiar with the attractions yet. Besides Tipsy’s Bar, Mad Ink, Jagger’s place, and Sawyers homestead where he was currently staying and fixing up, he hadn’t really seen much else. Becca had been purposely tight lipped about it so far, so she could watch his reaction when they arrived.
“You’ll see.” She smirked. All he knew was that she’d packed them a picnic lunch, a blanket, and plenty of water to drink.
“Come on, just a hint?” he asked, and she sighed, giving in.
“I’m taking you to a park along the Guadalupe. It’s one of my favorite spots. I figured we could eat lunch, swim a little, and do some hiking if you’re up to it.” She shrugged. She was currently driving and had to keep her eyes on the road, but she could still make out his smile from the corner of her eye. “The scenery is just so breathtaking. You’re going to love it.”
“It already is, Becca,” he said.
“What already is?” She was confused. They were almost there, but he hadn’t seen anything yet.
“You, my scenery, it’s already beautiful.” Mace stroked the side of her face, and chuckled when she shivered with goose bumps.
“Flattery will get you everywhere, Tattoos.” She teased. “Keep it up and I may have to reward you again.”
“Can’t wait.” He grinned.
“The feeling’s mutual.” Becca licked her lips and turned her blinker on. They’d finally arrived. “We’re here.”
They got out and Mace helped her with the backpack of supplies for the day. He put it on. Their lunch, water, a blanket, and some towels were stashed inside of it. Becca led him down a trail and figured they’d start with their hike first, where they would eventually find a spot by the river to eat and swim. Somewhere a little secluded and peaceful, she hoped.
“If we hike far enough along this trail, you’ll be able to see an overlook of the river. Some of these trails are also open to horseback riders. You ever ride before?” she asked as Mace helped her over a rock.
“Only on my motorcycle,” he said, winking at her. “And, that mechanical bull that one time.”
“I remember that night fondly,” she replied. “It was the first time you really kissed me.”
“Not the first time I wanted to though.”
She smiled at him. They held hands along the trail, and they could hear the water in the distance. She pointed a few things out along the way, and they both bird watched until they reached the overlook and decided that was as good a place as any to eat their lunch. Becca had packed them some leftover salad from the night before and made some steak sandwiches.
Mace laid the blanket she packed on the grass and helped himself to the food. They were both quiet while they ate but it was a peaceful silence, so it was nice.
“I’m glad you brought me here. It’s not every day a man finds a woman who doesn’t mind the outdoors,” he said. “You continue to surprise me the more I get to know you. It’s refreshing. I haven’t met a woman quite like you before.”
“Uh, thanks I think.” Becca blushed. “What type of woman are you used to, then?” They were done eating now, and they both began to put away their food containers. Meanwhile, Mace took a moment to think about his answer.
“I came from a city much busier than what you’re used to here, and truthfully I didn’t really have a type until recently.” He got up and handed her a bottle of water before they continued their hike to lower ground, so they could pick a spot to swim. “If I wasn’t working, I had family obligations, and in the spare time that I managed to scrounge up to go out with anyone it was mostly a string of one-night stands that didn’t mean anything.”
“I understand,” she said.
“Do you really?” Mace asked. “Until you I haven’t ever wanted anything more than one night. You’re different for me, and it blows my mind, but not enough to scare me away. I like you Becca, a hell of a lot.”
“I like you too.” She smiled and reached out to hold his hand again. “Probably more than I should considering the amount of time we’ve known each other.”
“Exactly,” he agreed. “But here we are.”
“Here we are.” She repeated. “I take it you no longer have the same family obligations now. Is that why you wanted a change?”
“Something like that. Mom was sick and passed away last year so when Toby mentioned Sawyer needed some help down here, I jumped at the opportunity. I needed the change of scenery from the bad memories, and we were worried about Sawyer after Carly died, so it seemed like the right thing to do.” He explained. “Glad I did, cause I got to meet you.”
“How are you not snatched up yet?” Becca shook her head in disbelief. “You intrigue me, and l haven’t met anyone like you either.”
“See we have so much in common.” He teased.
She nodded in agreement and turned somber. “I’m sorry about your mom.”
“Thank you,” he whispered, and then stopped in his tracks. He traced a finger down her face and then tucked some hair behind her ear. “It was hard for a while, but I’m in a good place now. As for why I’m still single you asked?” He shrugged. “I hadn’t met you yet, and now that I have I’m willing to negotiate that status with you if you’re willing.”
“How so?” She wondered. “It’s been a while so you may have to spell it out for me.”
“I love spending time with you, Becca, so I was hoping we could make this exclusive. I’ve never been in a relationship before, so I may screw up somehow. You may need to be patient with me at some point.”
“I think I can manage that,” she said. “Just so we’re clear, are you asking me to be your girlfriend?”
“I guess I am,” he replied.
“Exclusively?” she clarified.
“You’re damn right.” He growled, “No other men for you, and I haven’t wanted another woman since the second I laid eyes on you.”
“Yay!” She clapped, and Mace guffawed.
“So, is that a yes?”
“It’s a yes!” she exclaimed. “A definite yes.” Her heart swelled to maximum capacity she was so happy, and she jumped into his arms to kiss his whole face. “Now let’s celebrate with a swim, and later I’ll properly welcome you into boyfriend status.”