Chapter 12 #2
Mac linked his fingers with hers. “She can’t hold a candle to you. The second I saw you, every other woman faded to the background. You’re the only one who matters now—the only one who’s ever mattered.”
“Mac. . . you’re so sweet.” She brought their joined hands to her lips. “Now tell me, what does she really look like?”
He laughed at her persistence. “Well, she has six toes on her left foot.”
“Mac!”
After they finished the shift at the daycare, Mac told Maddie he had an errand to run and would be back shortly. He sat on the sofa to tie his running shoes.
“So you’re literally going to run?” Maddie asked.
“Yep.”
She eyed the bag from Gold’s on the counter. “Do you think maybe you could hurry up?”
Mac stood and wrapped his arms tight around her. “I’ll be so fast you won’t even know I’m gone.”
She ran the tip of her tongue over his neck. “I’ll get Thomas fed and put down while you’re gone.”
Mac shuddered. “Hold that thought.”
“Hurry.”
He had never moved faster as he jogged over to pick up the black SUV he’d spotted for sale earlier in the day.
After completing the transaction, he enjoyed the smooth ride and the easy way it handled.
Mac went next to the grocery store and bought a rotisserie chicken and salad for dinner and was back at Maddie’s forty-five minutes after he left.
He walked in to soft music and candlelight.
The blinds were drawn, and the bed had been pulled out.
She came out of the bathroom wearing the nightgown. Crossing her arms, she leaned against the wall and looked at him with hungry eyes. “What took so long?”
Stemming the urge to drool, Mac stashed the grocery bags in the refrigerator. “I need a shower,” he said.
Maddie put her hand on his chest and directed him to the bed. “No, you don’t.”
“But I’m all sweaty—” With her hands in his hair, she dragged him down to her and kissed the life out of him.
The back of his knees connected with the bed, and he tumbled backward, bringing her with him.
“Did this seem like a really long day to you?” she asked between torrid kisses.
“Mmm, the longest day ever.” He tried to roll them over, but she stopped him.
“Can we do it like this?” she asked, her cheeks flaming with color.
“Baby, we can do it any way you want, as long as we do it very, very soon.”
She bit her bottom lip and smiled down at him, causing his heart to skip a beat.
He reached up to bury his fingers in her hair and brought her back to him. “Have you done it this way before?”
She shook her head.
“You’ll like it.”
“Will you?”
Mac laughed. “Absolutely.” He ran his hands over the silky gown, gathering it up as he went. “Can we lose this or do you want to leave it on?”
“It can go.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes! Hurry!”
Moving quickly, they got rid of the rest of their clothes and broke open one of the new boxes of condoms.
“Let me,” Maddie said, taking the foil package from him.
Mac exhaled a long deep breath and counted backward from one hundred as she used her teeth to tear open the package, keeping her eyes fixed on his as she rolled it slowly over him.
“You’re so hard,” she whispered, shifting her eyes from his face to his groin. “Doesn’t that hurt?”
“No,” he said with a groan. “But if you don’t move a little faster, we’ll miss the best part.”
When he was finally sheathed, Maddie straddled him, and Mac decided he’d truly died and gone to heaven as she slowly took him in and began to ride him with tremendous enthusiasm—as if she’d been waiting forever to give this a whirl.
Her heavy breasts swayed in time with the movements of her hips.
With his arms around her, Mac brought her with him when he sat up against the back of the sofa, putting him at face level with her breasts. He filled his hands and then his mouth.
Maddie threw her head back, lost in sensation.
Because he was watching her so closely, he saw the change come over her as she reached the first peak and then came back down to discover he wasn’t finished with her. “Do it again,” he whispered.
“I can’t,” she said, spent.
“Yes, you can.” He leaned her back against his raised knees and used his hips to lift her up and down.
She gasped as he went deeper than before.
“Hurt?” he asked.
Apparently unable to speak, she shook her head.
Mac took advantage of her preoccupation to skim his hands over her toned legs and belly, causing her to quiver under his touch.
As he stepped up the rhythm of his hips, his fingers focused on the pulsating bundle of nerves between her legs, drawing a long, keening moan from her.
Once again, her thighs tightened around him, and her body stiffened with fulfillment.
Mac kept a tight hold on her hips as he went with her, his face buried between her breasts.
Sagging into him, Maddie wrapped her arms around him and held on tight as he continued to pulse inside her.
He combed his fingers through her hair. “Like it?”
“Oh yeah,” she said breathlessly.
Mac’s soft laugh was interrupted when she raised her head to kiss him.
“How soon until we can do it again?”
“I’ve turned you into a regular sex fiend.”
She bit his neck. “How soon?”
Mac flinched as a zap of pure lust raced through him. He smoothed his hands down her back to cup her soft buttocks. “How does right now sound?”
“Perfect,” she said with a sigh of contentment.
“Where did you go before?” she asked after they ate a picnic dinner in bed.
Mac yawned and ran a hand through his hair. “I bought Thomas a car.”
Maddie sat right up. “What?”
Laughing, he guided her back down. “We needed a way to get the three of us around, so I bought a truck.”
“I can’t believe you just went out and bought a truck.”
“Why not? We needed it.” Mac reached up to turn off the light. “This was a nice day.”
“This was a great day.”
“We’ll have many more just like it.”
“You’re starting to make me believe it’s really going to happen.”
Mac turned on his side and caressed her face. “Believe it. You and Thomas have given me so much—things I didn’t even know were missing.”
“And you’ve given us things I knew were missing but never dreamed of having.”
“I love you,” he whispered. “I want everything with you.”
“If I’m dreaming, don’t tell me, okay? I don’t want to wake up.”
Smiling, he snuggled her in close to him. “Go to sleep and dream about how good it’s going to be.” He whispered to her about plans and dreams and houses and kids until he was certain she had fallen asleep. Only then did he close his eyes and drift off.
He woke the next morning alone. “Maddie?”
She emerged from the bathroom dressed in a floral skirt and matching top.
He pushed himself up on an elbow. “What’re you doing?”
“Going to church. Thomas and I go every Sunday at nine. We only missed last week because I was a bloody mess.”
“Oh.”
“Do you want to come?”
“I’m not very religious.”
“That’s fine. We’ll be home in an hour. Why don’t you go back to sleep for a while?”
“I can’t sleep without you.”
She bent over to kiss him. “Don’t pout. It’s not pretty on you.”
He pulled her down with him and kissed her more intently.
“Mac!”
“You’re sexy in your church clothes.”
“Let me go! I’ll be late.”
“You’re really going to leave me for a whole hour?” he asked, releasing her.
“You’ll survive.”
“I might not.”
“Then come with us.”
“I haven’t been in twenty years. You’d be risking your life taking me into a church—the lightning bolt and all that.”
Rolling her eyes at him, she went into the bedroom and returned with Thomas, who wore a tiny red polo shirt with khaki shorts and sandals. “Don’t be ridiculous. There’s no lightning in our church.”
“You’re going to leave me, too, buddy?” Mac said to Thomas. “This is our time together.”
Thomas kicked his feet and reached for Mac.
“Traitor,” Maddie muttered, giving the baby to Mac so she could finish getting ready.
By the time she came out of the bathroom again, Mac was dressed. “Give me five minutes.”
Maddie stared at him.
“What?”
“You’re really going to come?”
“Since it’s either that or live without you for an hour, yeah, I’m coming.”
She shook her head. “You’re too much.”
On his way past her, he hooked an arm around her and brought her in close to him. “If you ever wonder how much I love you, remember this day.”
“It’s only eight-thirty, and I already know I’ll never forget this day.”