Ash stared at her, waiting for more. She was full of shit, and he knew it. He could tell by looking at her face that she wanted him. No matter how mad she was at him, that look of desire was always there. She wanted him, as badly as he wanted her. So, what the fuck was the problem?

“Bullshit,” he said at last.

“Excuse me.”

“I said bullshit. You’re lying. You want me.”

“Someone is full of themselves.”

He didn’t give her a chance to say anything else. He leaned in and put his arms around her and pressed his lips into hers. His lips were sore, but kissing her was so worth the pain. Her lips were so soft and warm...and yielding. She fucking wanted him, and she knew it. He sucked in her tongue and then cupped her face in his hands and licked the edges of her lips and moved his mouth over to her ear. He heard her sigh as he licked the lobe softly and then pressing his mouth to her ear he said, “You don’t want me?”

“Ash...” She sighed out his name and he licked her ear again, and then slid his mouth down to her neck and took a piece of the sensitive flesh in between his teeth. She said his name again, breathlessly. He kissed his way across her neck, biting at it softly and enjoying the way she flexed her body into his. If she didn’t want him, he’d almost be afraid to see what she was like when she was really turned on. He finally pulled his face back up to hers and with their eyes level he said again:

“You don’t want me?” She shook her head. Her eyes were only slightly open and he said, “Open your eyes, Mack. Look at me and tell me you don’t want me.”

She opened her eyes but in an almost inaudible voice she said, “I can’t. Fuck. I want you, Ash, okay...you know I do, you don’t have to prove anything.”

He smiled and kissed her again. This time the kiss took on a life of its own and their hands both began to roam each other’s bodies. His slid up her back, underneath her shirt and then down across her shorts to her bare, gorgeous legs that he’d been lusting after all day. Her skin was so smooth and her thighs were firm. He inched his fingers up, trying to find that pussy that he knew would be soaking-wet. She wanted him...and fuck, did he want her.

She opened her mouth wide as they kissed, and reached up and put her hands in his hair. His tongue danced with hers and she pulled at his hair, harder as the kiss became more frenzied. She was the one that began to nibble then, biting at his sore lips and then down his chin to the front of his throat. She sucked his skin in between her teeth and it was his turn to hold onto her hair while she devoured a part of him. He moaned, loving the way she was so into it...so excited. He lay down on the sofa, pulling her down with him so that they were face to face. The sofa was small, but he had her pulled all the way up against him. His hard cock throbbed against her stomach and she continued kissing at his neck and face wildly.

He let her kisses cover his face and neck, and then he pulled up her t-shirt and she sat up slightly so that he could push it off. He dipped his head, and his mouth went to the soft mounds of flesh that swelled up over her bra. He kissed and licked his way across them, causing his cock to throb even harder. It was pulsing actually, in tune to the beat of his heart. He pushed the bra up out of his way and took one of her nipples into his mouth. He felt it grow harder against his tongue as he licked and rolled it around in his mouth. She was whimpering and moaning, and he knew that she had to be drenched by then. He wanted to fuck her without a condom. He wanted to feel her, the way he used to when they were young.

He ripped the bra out of his way and moved his mouth over to the other breast. He sucked on them roughly, but Mack just pushed on the back of his head and arched her back...she loved it. He got both of her nipples good and wet and then pulled back just slightly and blew air on them, watching them pucker and her shiver as he did.

“Oh God, Ash...”

“What, baby?”

“That feels so good.”

“What do you want, Mack...tell me what you want.”

“I want you.”

“What do you want me to do?” She hooked a leg over the top of his hip and rocked her pelvis into him.

“Fuck me, Ash. I want you to fuck me.”

“You just horny, baby...or you want me?”

“Fuck, Ash...”

“Tell me.”

“I’m horny, but yes, I want you. Fuck...I haven’t been with anyone else, not since...I haven’t been with anyone else in over four years.” For a second, that “not since” gave him pause. He didn’t know who or what she was talking about. But she whimpered again and all thoughts of anyone else on earth were gone again. He clamped down on one of her nipples again, this time letting his free hand find the wet spot between her legs. He cupped it with his palm and she began to rock and grind herself into him. His fingers found the edges of her shorts and he stroked along the sides of her panties, teasing her and driving her wild, from the sounds that she was making. He used two hands as she got more excited. Still sucking on a nipple, he pressed his palm into her pussy and let his fingers finally dive underneath her shorts and find her soaking-wet folds. He was at a weird angle, so he couldn’t get them up inside of her, but the way she was riding his hand and his body told him that weird angle or not, she was enjoying what he was doing. “Oh God, Ash...I’m going to come before you’re even inside of me.”

“That’s okay, baby. Come for me. I’ll make you come again, I promise.” He felt her grasp onto his shirt so tightly that he was surprised it didn’t rip, and she let out a sexy little cry just before her entire body convulsed. He felt the rush of the warm liquid on his fingers and he kept playing with her lips until he felt her body relax into his again.

“Oh my God,” she said. Ash smiled and kissed her neck as he pulled his hand out of her shorts.

“Get naked,” he said. Mack didn’t hesitate. She stood up and as she stripped, and he lusted after every part of her sexy body, he took his own clothes off as well. She lowered herself down to her knees in front of him and took his rock-hard cock into her hand. Her fingers barely closed around it and she began to run her hand up and down from shaft to tip, stroking him lightly. He was so excited that he had to will himself not to come then and there. She knew exactly how to touch him. She still knew exactly what he wanted and needed. He let his body drop back down to the couch and he spread his knees open, giving her better access. Once he was settled on the couch, she leaned forward, and he watched her lick the tip of his cock, letting her tongue roll all the way across the top of it...and then make its way slowly down the shaft to his balls. He gasped when she got there and took one of them into his mouth. He wrapped his hands up in her hair and said a few choice curse words as she began to drive him crazy with that sexy mouth of hers. If that wasn’t enough, the entire time she was sucking on him, she lightly raked her nails down his thighs, sending goosebumps racing up his body and down his spine.

“Fuck, baby, that feels so good.” Mack kept sucking and licking and scratching at his skin, and Ash realized that as much sex as he’d had over the years, he’d forgotten just how fucking good it could be. He lost himself in what she was doing for a while, only making her stop when he felt like he wasn’t going to be able to hold back any longer. He pulled her off of his cock and up to his mouth where he kissed her again, passionately. Her breasts were pressing into his bare chest and he almost pulled her up to sit on his cock...he wanted to be inside of her so badly...but he wanted to taste her first.

He finally flipped her, so that she was sitting on the couch next to him, and it was his turn to kneel on the floor. He buried his face between her legs, lapping at her swollen clit and fucking her with two fingers. She was grinding her pussy down onto his hand while he fingered and licked her and when he reached up with his free hand to pinch a nipple between his fingers, it pushed her over the edge again and she went screaming into her orgasm that time. Ash moved up and caught most of the noise in another sexy kiss, and once she calmed down he pulled back and looked at her face and said:

“Can I fuck you skin to skin?” She nodded, not asking any questions at all. It was pure trust, and he wondered why after all this time she’d trust him that much. “I haven’t been with anyone without a condom since you...all those years ago.”

“Me neither,” she said. Again, he almost asked her about who she had been with all those years ago...but that wasn’t fair, since he’d been with literally dozens of women himself. He didn’t want to go there now anyway. He wanted Mackenzie...every gorgeous part of her. He wanted to feel her tight pussy wrapped hard around his cock...and she wanted it too, he knew she did...but he wanted to hear her say it again.

“Tell me you want me.”

“I want you,” she gasped out.

“No, tell me what you want, Mack, specifically.”

“I want your big cock buried in my pussy as deep as it will go...skin to skin, Ash. I want to feel you fuck me. I want you to come inside me...” He couldn’t stand it any longer. He got up and sat down on the couch, pulling her up on his lap, facing him. She straddled his legs with her knees and Ash guided his cock up between her legs. As soon as the bare tip touched her lips they both shuddered, hard. He began to enter her then, slowly, and with each inch that her tight pussy grabbed hold of, Mack cried out in something that was a cross between joy and pain. He felt her claw at his shoulders and then finally as he was buried all the way inside of her, she gripped onto the couch and pulled at the fabric as if it were a lifeline, muttering something imperceptible, but sexy as hell.

He held onto her hips and for a few seconds he just moved her in tight circles, feeling every inch of her soft, tight, wet tunnel with the shaft of his hard cock. Finally, he lifted her up, sliding her all the way up until the tip of his cock almost fell out of her, and then dropping her back down on him, and reveling in the sound she made as she was impaled on top of him once again. Ash played with her like that for a while, but soon he was ready to come and there was going to be no stopping it. He pulled her off him and stood her up, facing the couch. Reaching around, he found her tits and massaged them for a bit while he kissed her neck and bit along the outside of her shoulders. Finally, he pushed on her lower back so that she’d lean forward. She took hold of the couch tightly with both hands and once again, he entered her...this time, hard and fast.

Ash held onto her tightly and he fucked her hard. Mack moaned and begged him to fuck her harder and faster. Their bodies slapped together in a sexy, almost musical rhythm and it wasn’t long before Ash felt his insides liquefy and come pouring out in an orgasm he was sure must have rocked the earth beneath them. When they both finished coming, he pulled out of her and lowered her onto the couch. She turned over so she was looking up at him and he said:

“Don’t ever tell me you don’t want me. When you’re ready to tell me the rest, you know where to find me.”

Mack’s chest was rising and falling hard as she stared up at him with her cheeks scarlet red and her hair disheveled around her face. For the first time, he really thought that she was about to tell him the truth. He honestly believed if she would just tell him what had happened, that he might be able to forgive her. He wouldn’t admit it to her yet, or anyone else, probably...but he had wanted to forgive her since that day he saw her at his father’s funeral. He wanted to forgive her so that they could be together, the way they were meant to be. He started to put his clothes on and Mack continued to watch him, silently. She waited until he was fully dressed and then she said:

“I’ll be leaving as soon as the sun comes up.” Ash felt a surge of sadness unlike any he’d felt since that day she’d ditched him at the altar and along with it came more anger.

“Fine,” he said, in the most controlled voice he could muster. “But if you leave this time, Mack...don’t come back.” He pulled on his boots and left her there...praying that he wouldn’t have to watch her drive through those front gates at dawn.