10. Mack
CHAPTER 10
MACK
“W hat are you doing here? And how’d you know I’d be home?” Gracelyn narrows her eyes at me, hand on hip.
She’s clearly suspicious of my little visit and I’m not sure how to play this. Chasing after women isn’t my typical M.O. I’m in uncharted territory here.
“I wasn’t sure. But thought I’d stop by on the way home and check on you. Make sure you locked your door.” I point at the doorknob, catching her eye.
“I did.” She casually leans against the doorframe, the sparkly purple polish on her toenails drawing my eyes down to her bare foot resting on her calf. She’s wearing only a sweatshirt, no shorts or leggings, and my fingers itch to reach out and touch her. Instead, I shove my hand in the pocket of my jeans.
I should go.
Yet my feet stay rooted to the spot. Hopeful.
“It’s unlocked now, though.” The tip of her tongue darts out as she gnaws at her bottom lip, and that tiny bit of hope surges through me.
“You gonna invite me in?” I tip my head, waiting and praying for a yes.
She drops her gaze, fiddling with the cuff of her sweatshirt. “I probably shouldn’t. It’s late and it’s a school night.”
Heavy disappointment slams me hard in the chest. “You’re right. You shouldn’t.”
Gracelyn steps aside, waving her arm at the empty living room. “Come in.”
The pressure lifts off my sternum, hope filling up my lungs. This woman is a mystery, that’s for sure.
I move inside and she closes the door behind me.
“So, what were you up to? How come you’re out and about on a weeknight?”
“I was at Coach Carter’s watching football. We have a fantasy football league going. Baltimore beat Pittsburgh, so I scored some points. Good thing, too, because Carter was beating me something fierce before tonight.”
“Yeah, you wouldn’t want to lose a make-believe football thingy.”
“Football thingy?” I arch a brow, my lips quirking.
“I don’t know. Tournament of champions or something?” She waves her hand around in the air and I laugh.
“It’s not Jeopardy, Gracelyn. You don’t know much about fantasy football, huh?”
“I don’t know all that much about real football, boss, let alone make-believe football.”
“It’s not ‘make-believe football.’” I air quote the phrase. “The football’s real, the teams are not.”
“Ri-ght…” She stretches out the word, nodding. Her hair bounces around on her shoulder, a sliver of skin peeking out where the roomy sweatshirt slid down.
She’s sexy as hell right now and every inch of me wants her. Wants to lay her down on the sofa right now and make her cry out with pleasure, come all over my cock.
“So—what do winning fantasy football coaches do to celebrate?” She twirls a curl around her finger, gazing up at me through a fringe of thick lashes.
Fuck me.
“I have a few ideas…” I inch closer to her, drawn to her curvy body like a magnet, the very air between us charged.
“And how do I figure into those ideas?” She tilts her head, toying with the hem of her sweatshirt, and I take a chance.
Closing the gap between us, I splay my hands over her hips and pull her up against me.
“Up to you, Firecracker.”
Her breath hitches, the apples of her cheeks turning rosy as she stares up at me.
“Well, Coach—I do believe a win should be rewarded.” Eyes twinkling in the glow of the lamp, she wraps her arms around my neck and presses her mouth to mine in a soft, slow kiss.
A kiss so sweet and tender it takes my breath away.
This woman does something to me, unlocking a part of me that’s been buried for years. I want more of her, need more.
Sliding my tongue along the seam of her mouth, I urge her to open. Rushing in, I explore and taste. She’s minty and sweet as she tangles with me, both of us trying to dominate.
Her hands rove over my chest, down my abs, tiptoeing to the waistband of my pants. My cock twitches, straining against the fabric, and Gracelyn strokes me through the cotton.
“Football must be really exciting,” she whispers and I snicker.
“Don’t think that has much to do with football. More to do with the woman I’m holding right now.”
She pulls away, one brow arched. “Nice line.”
“Not a line. Just the simple truth.”
A light flush creeps up the ivory column of her neck and I dip down, nipping at her earlobe. I suck on the tender flesh, and she moans softly.
“If I would have known this is all you were wearing, I would’ve come over at half time.” My hand drops from her hip to her ass, palming her cheek and squeezing.
I massage her ass, working the tender flesh. Trail kisses down her neck, licking along the smooth skin. She’s soft and sweet, like a ripe piece of fruit.
Snaking my hand underneath her sweatshirt, I cup her bare breast. “You’re killing me, Grace.”
She giggles, a sweet, melodic sound that has my lower body coiling tight. I roll her nipple in between my finger and thumb, tweaking the sharp point. Caress her full tit, then move to the other side and do the same.
Reaching down, she glides her hand over my hard cock, once, twice. With deft fingers, she unbuckles my pants and I hurriedly pull them down, kicking off my shoes at the same time. Dropping my boxer briefs and ripping off my T-shirt, I’m naked in point-two seconds.
“Okay, Jackrabbit. I’ve never seen anyone drop trou that fast before.”
“You did say it was a school night. Don’t want to keep you up past your bedtime.”
She laughs, pushing me over to the sofa. The backs of my knees hit the edge and I sink down, sitting bare assed on the fabric cushion. Dropping to her knees in front of me, she wets her lips with the tip of her tongue before taking my length in her hand. Encircling the shaft, she glides up and down my cock a few times before licking the tip. She swipes up the droplets of pre-cum, gazing at me through lowered lashes.
Damn. She’s beyond sexy—sultry—kneeling at my feet with my rock-hard dick in her small hands.
“Damn, baby. That feels good.”
With a sly smile, she laps along the length of my dick, licking me like a freaking lollipop. Her tongue’s soft and wet and perfect as she moves up and down. Then she parts her lips and sucks me all the way into her warm mouth. My hand loops around the nape of her neck, fingers fisting in her hair as she sucks me off.
She has no idea how much power she has over me, this golden-haired siren with the wide, beautiful eyes.
“Fuck, baby girl, you’re so perfect.” I stare down at her as she hollows out her cheeks, taking me in deeper still. I’m almost all the way in, my hips thrusting of their own accord as she works me in and out of her mouth. I’ve never felt like this before, been so far gone for someone in such a short time.
She’s wild and beautiful, holding my balls in her hand. Stroking the tender, velvety skin, tingles zip up and down my spine and everything coils in my gut. The pleasure’s intense and exquisite as she takes me all the way in. I’m dancing on the edge, tight and ready. Much as I want to hold back, I don’t think I can. Not with Gracelyn licking and sucking, her lips wrapped around my cock and her curls bouncing around, wild and free.
“I’m gonna come, baby, unless you stop right now.”
Shaking her head ‘no,’ I shove deeper into her mouth, hitting the back of her throat. Tears shimmer in her big blue eyes, but she doesn’t let up, maintaining pressure. Fisting her hair, I thrust one last time, exploding my release.
She swallows hard and fast, the delicate column of her throat moving as she drinks me down.
“You’re so fucking gorgeous, baby girl.” I stroke her hair as she pulls away, swiping at her mouth.
“Thought I’d return the favor.” She winks up at me, still on her knees.
“Such a good girl.” I take her hand, pulling her up onto my lap.
Straddling me, she winds her arms around my neck and kisses me on the lips. I taste the salty brine of my cum as she swirls her tongue in my mouth.
“And good girls are always rewarded.” I smooth my palm over her ass, giving her a light smack.
“Oh yes, Daddy,” she murmurs, her voice breathy. And damn if that doesn’t have my cock already swelling again. I haven’t had this kind of response to a woman in a long damn time.
She squirms on my lap, rubbing the tiny scrap of her panties against my bare skin. I run my palm up and down her thigh, inching toward the apex.
“Fucking soaked,” I murmur, rubbing the wet spot on her panties. She shimmies beneath my touch and I brush her clit over the silk before kissing her hard on the lips.
Flicking her sensitive spot, she grinds against me and now I’m rock hard.
“Take these off.” I pull roughly at her V-string, working them off her body. “I want your bare pussy on me.”
She doesn’t hesitate, scrambling out of the V-string and flinging it to the ground. Then she climbs back on my lap, running her fingers through my hair.
“You’re so sexy, you know that?” She smashes her lips to mine in a hot kiss and all rational thought flies out the window. The only thing on my mind right now is slamming my dick into Gracelyn’s tight pussy and making her scream my name.
“Oh shit—I don’t have a condom. I used it last night and didn’t restock.” I sigh, leaning back against the couch cushion. I can’t believe I forgot that critical detail. Although, to be fair, I had no intention of doing this again. Was only planning on talking and sorting things out.
“It’s fine,” Gracelyn murmurs, stroking the stubble on my jawline with her thumb. “I’m on birth control. And had a check-up before my last epic fail of a date.”
“You sure?” I raise a brow, assessing the situation. I mean, I know she’s fine with me. Bare’s not my usual style. Too risky and I’m not one to throw caution to the wind, even in the heat of the moment.
But Gracelyn makes me want to take that chance, consequences be damned.
“Yes.” Her tongue darts out, gliding along her bottom lip, and that’s all the encouragement I need.
“Okay then.” Reaching down, I tug the sweatshirt over her head and my breath catches as she loops her arms around my neck.
“What?” She stares up at me with wide, innocent eyes.
Eyes that scream Fuck me, even when my rational brain’s shouting the exact opposite.
“You’re a vision, baby girl.” I run my hand up the underside of her full tit, thumbing her rosy nipple. “Fucking breathtaking.”
I tweak the tip into a sharp point and she sucks in a breath, her eyes drifting shut as she sways into my touch. Leaning down, I kiss and suck at her breasts, massaging the flesh. I could get lost in these tits for days, they’re so damn perfect.
With an open palm, I slap the side of her right breast lightly and she rolls her hips, wetness slicking my skin.
“Oh, baby girl likes that.”
She moans and I slap her other breast, giving her more of what she likes. Her skin mottles, pink and creamy splotches, and my dick’s a steel shaft. Ready and waiting for her.
Dipping down, I finger her and she takes me in, ready and willing. I add a third finger, scissoring and stretching her. She rolls her hips, seeking more, and I know she’s ready.
I grip her ass, lifting her slightly and lining her up with my dick. Then I sink into her wet heat, spearing into her tight pussy.
“Fuck, baby. You feel even better bare.” I thrust all the way into her and she cries out, her nails digging into my shoulders.
“Yes! Fuck me, Mack.”
Her wish is my command. Gripping her hips, I piston in and out, hard and fast. Her creamy tits bounce against my chest, her head thrown back and eyes closed as she rides me.
“You’re so fucking beautiful, baby, riding my cock like this. Fuck!” I hiss, watching as she scrunches her eyes shut tight. Her nipples tight pink points, cheeks flushing, her breathing ragged. She’s milking my cock, sucking me into her with everything she’s got.
“Oh god, I’m coming…” she whimpers, squeezing my dick with her muscles.
I slap her hard on the ass. “Come for me, baby girl. Be a good girl and come all over Daddy’s cock.”
That’s all it takes to send her crashing over the edge, crying out. I keep moving, in and out, not slowing down as she rides out the waves of her orgasm.
“Fuckkkk….” I shout, gripping her ass tightly, squirting ropes of hot cum into her. She slumps against my chest, panting, as my dick convulses inside her.
“Mack—” She says my name reverently, a soft whisper on my skin. “That was amazing.”
“You were amazing.” I stroke her hair, press a kiss to the top of her head.
“Thank you, Daddy.”
Fuck me.
This girl’s going to be the death of me.
And I’m gonna love it.