Chapter 15
Troy
I should be out helping with the transfer of wheat from our silo and onto the trucks.
Some niggling part of me wondered what the boys were fucking up, but not for long.
Lying on my bed, the curtains pulled closed, the soft blue grey light traced every single one of Mackenzie’s curves and so did I, trying to memorise the shape of her.
That shift of her hips, the softness as it ground into my cock, it had me rising hard for what felt the millionth time since I met the feisty American and that was a problem.
Which was what again?
“Hey…” Her eyes flicked open, and she looked lazy and self-satisfied as the cat that got the cream.
“Is the recovery time of all Australians this good?” Her arse rubbed harder against mine, the dull blossom of pleasure making my teeth grind together.
“Like your tourism board could do a new slogan. ‘Come to Australia. Satisfaction guaranteed.’”
“Well…” Rolling her onto her back and rising up from between her legs helped push any thoughts of the farm out of my head.
“It is important to keep Australian-US relations on an even keel. We are super reliant on your military might and you…” Grabbing my dick by its base, I dragged the head through her wetness, the sensation threatening to unman me.
“Need somewhere for all of your missiles and fighter jets to go.”
“I know where I need this missile to go…” she groaned, reaching down and notching the head of my cock at her entrance. Fuck, it felt like she was sucking me into all of that velvety wetness, while I was trying to maintain control. “Troy—”
“We haven’t talked about this.” Sensible Troy couldn’t help but raise his stupid head. “Mackenzie—”
“Talked about me seeing if I can take that monster dick of yours?” She performed a shaky little salute. “I’m ready to perform my diplomatic duty, sir.”
This was the moment when I thrust myself balls deep in her, just as I’d been fantasising about as she dozed.
We’d gotten each other off a few times, in the shower, in bed, but without any actual penetration.
I wanted it, wanted her, my balls pulling up tight at the thought of it, but some part of me remained conscious of my responsibilities.
“Birth control,” I ground out, because that just conjured images of my girl’s belly swollen, those fucking amazing tits even bigger than before, ready to feed my child. “STI protection.”
“I’ve been with exactly one guy,” she gasped as she began to move. “Mom made me get a complete STI panel done when I split with Alex, just to make sure he hadn’t given me anything and…” The drag of that hot little pussy was stealing my control with every pass. “I got an IUD at the same time.”
“I haven’t…” My voice failed me as I buried my face in her shoulder, because I was too damn close to the edge. “It’s been years…”
“All I need to know.” Somehow I ended up flipped on my back, staring up at her as she crouched above me. My eyes couldn’t stop moving, wanting to take all of her in at once. Then I felt her cunt kiss the head of my cock and my focus zeroed in on that sensation. “This is gonna be a… stretch.”
“You can take me.” Where the hell did that growl come from? Me apparently. “Made to take me.”
“Mm…”
That lazy smile, the way her head rolled on her shoulders, then the undulation of her body. My thumb went to her clit, massaging it in circles as she took me deeper.
Needed her to feel exactly what I was experiencing, and her little moan confirmed that. All that was left was to buck upwards, testing her depths.
“Fuck…” she hissed, and that had me stopping still. “No, don’t stop. Just… you’re so big.” Yeah, I was. For once, I felt pretty smug about that fact. “And that means you are hitting every damn spot inside me.”
Hands slapped down on my chest, and she began to move in earnest. If I was driving her crazy, then she was doing the same to me.
“So fucking tight…” I groaned, thrusting up into her over and over, until the angle pissed me off and I flipped her back where she was.
That way I caught the look of surprise on her face when I inched deeper, followed by a slow smile of pleasure.
My thumb moved in time with my strokes, pushing her, me, harder and harder.
That first clench down around me had me biting back a shout.
She was like a velvet glove, about to wring the cum out of me.
But not yet.
“Here?” I growled, noting the way her moans got louder, wilder every time I nudged a slightly roughened patch inside her. “Yeah, right here, I think.”
“Oh…” she gasped, saying that over and over again as she met me stroke for stroke.
Fuck, I’d never get used to this.
Mackenzie looked like an angel when she came.
Her eyes went wide, a look of total surprise on her face alerted me to what was happening, right before her cunt snapped down.
Rolling waves of pleasure, I ploughed through every one, forcing her to have more and more, until I couldn’t take another second.
“You sure…?” I ground out as her legs wrapped around my hips.
“Need your come, Troy.”
That was all it took. For just one blissful moment, the whole world was narrowed down to this room, this bed, and Mackenzie.
My breath came in rapid pants, my whole body working as the cum pulsed out of me.
Fiery lashes of pleasure had me shaking, right up until I collapsed down onto the bed, my arms going around her.
Holding a woman tightly after sex, I forgot that it was just as good as the main event. Hell, better, because it lasted a whole lot longer. Soft, sweet, and smelling like my shower gel, my nose burrowed itself into her hair and just breathed her in.
“That was…”
I liked her sigh. The fact she couldn’t make out the words? Yeah, that had to be a good sign. Should get up and grab a cloth, I thought dimly, but that meant pulling free of Mackenzie. My cock resisted that violently because he was very happy right where he was.
“Probably not a very smart idea,” she said.
My eyes flicked open, staring at the nape of her neck, then trying to count every single hair there as my heart started to pound.
As if sensing that, she rolled her head to one side, looking back over her shoulder at me.
“But I can’t seem to get myself to regret it. ”
“Don’t then.”
I claimed her mouth as mine, hoping to stem the tide of words, but this couldn’t go unspoken.
“You’re my boss.”
“I’ll fire you,” I said, thrusting just a little to draw out this sensation. “Find you a job somewhere else, then you can come back here and spend the night in my bed.”
“No one else wanted to hire me, remember?”
The fact her voice was a little breathy gave me hope.
“Then you’ll just work for the refuge,” I said, depositing kisses, more kisses along her neck.
“Charlie will be your boss during the day and at night…” I was getting all hot and bothered and nothing I seemed to do would make my cock go down.
Mackenzie was slipping through my fingers and all I wanted to do was hold on. “You’ll be mine.”
“Troy…” She shifted then, pulling free of me and I let out a gasp at that loss, right as she turned my way. “This is—”
“Don’t.” I pressed a kiss to her forehead and just closed my eyes, willing her to leave reality behind for just a minute.
Everything that would tear us apart was just outside that door, so that’s why we had to hunker down here for as long as possible.
“Don’t worry about tomorrow or the future or anything.
” Picking up her thigh, I placed it across my hips, then pulled her closer.
“Just stay with me for now, Mackenzie. Just stay.”
“OK, so what will we…?”
I answered her the only way I knew how. No good with words, I was a man of action. Pressing myself back into her felt like coming home and I could only take in a full breath when I was deep inside her.
“You know.” I thrust deeper, harder, her moans all the encouragement I needed. “You know, Mackenzie. Nothing feels more right than this. Just give me this…”
So she did.
Slower this time, because the hot edge of novelty was worn away and replaced by a far deeper and more satisfying feeling.
I took her to the edge, over and over, not relenting until we couldn’t take anymore.
It made the release when it came so fucking sweet it almost brought tears to my eyes.
She snuggled down after I went and cleaned her up, quiet now and sleepy.
The afternoon ended the way it began, me watching her sleep, until finally night fell.
“Well, well…” Charlie looked up from the stew pot she was stirring, her hands going to her hips. “Where have you been, big brother?”
“That smile…” Billy held out a shaking finger. “That twinkle in his eyes.”
“My eyes don’t twinkle,” I snapped, but there was no real heat in it.
“You got laid.” Bronson leaned against the kitchen doorway, then nodded at me. “Finally. That’s why you aren’t stomping around here like someone shoved a wire brush up your arse.”
Ignoring the lot of them, I dished up two bowls of mashed potato and stew, then made for the exit.
“You did get laid!” Billy yelped and that earned him a dark look.
I pointed at him. “Shut up.” Then I turned to my sister.
“Mackenzie is now your employee. Treat her well, make sure she has something to do, and don’t let her overwork herself.
” Looking at Bronson, my brother’s eyebrow rose slowly.
“You’re the smartest of the bunch. We’ll talk about giving you more responsibilities, as I might need you to take the lead on more things. ”
They all started to talk at once, but I silenced them with a look and stalked out, making for my bedroom.
“This is just a bit of summer fun,” I told them. “Mackenzie and I, we’re adults doing adult things.” I held up the bowls. “After this, I’m hoping we can do yet more adult things together.”
“Mate, gross…” Billy said with a wrinkle of his nose.
“A casual fling?” Charlie’s hands went to her hips. “You’ve never done anything casually in your life, Troy.”
Well, I was about to learn how. Mackenzie stirred as soon as I walked in, then smiled and sat up when she saw the food.
“That smells amazing…”
Settling behind her on the bed, I pulled her close, then handed her a bowl. We might not have a long time… I froze for a second, not really wanting to think about this. But while she was here, I’d make sure Mackenzie would have a good time.