Chapter 48

MAC

“That’s it. Take every inch,” I said, curving my body over hers as I fucked her over the back of my couch. Just the way I’d imagined all day. All week.

We’d barely made it in the front door when we were all over each other. There was no way we’d make it my bed, so I turned us, bent her over it pulled her pants and panties down to her knees and took her hard.

“Mac!” she cried.

“Be as loud as you want, gorgeous.”

We were loud. She was wet. I was so fucking deep. Slap. Thrust. Smack.

“Please, I need it,” she cried, her hands trying to find a place to grip on the couch cushion.

I need it.

Those words. The filth behind them. She needed my dick. Needed to be fucked. To be taken hard. To be needed so much that we hadn’t made it ten feet inside the house.

Like a teenager getting inside a hot, wet pussy for the first time, I came. Just like that. Pulsing and filling the condom as I buried myself so far inside her I didn’t know where I stopped and she began.

“FUCK!” I shouted, the sheer bliss of coming was overwhelming.

When I could see and hear again, I realized I sucked as a lover. She hadn’t come.

I’d been greedy and selfish.

“Fuck, GG,” I said, trying to catch my breath. “I’m sorry. The way you begged for my dick pushed me over.”

I pulled out and helped her up. “Don’t fucking move,” I said, heading to the kitchen and chucking the condom in the trash.

I tugged up my jeans but didn’t zip up. I was still hard.

She had her pants still lowered, her pretty pink panties tucked into them. Her shirt and sweater were long enough to cover her pussy, but still, those creamy thighs exposed and knowing she was swollen and bare and–

I walked back to her, not stopping. I leaned down and tossed her over my shoulder, just like the good fireman I was.

“Mac!” she cried as I carried her up the steps. Her hands gripped the back of my loose jeans. “What are you doing?”

“Taking you to bed and making you come,” I told her. “Multiple times. While my performance just now doesn’t prove it, I’m a gentleman and I take care of my woman.”

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