There was something incredibly sexy about watching a hunk do housework.
I looked at my stack of boxes after making another pass to make sure the back yard was clear of stuff that would attract animals. It was weird not having my plants nearby. I knew most people didn’t live with their business so close at hand, but I missed it. The plants were living things I was responsible for. They were almost like family and I missed them.
I couldn’t help worrying that Douche Canoe might hurt them. It wouldn’t take much. My plants, and their unofficial status as ‘organic’, could be easily messed with.
I hadn’t quite believed the scuzzy lawyer would go so far as to hurt me, but my business? Yeah, it was a definite possibility.
I opened a box and sighed. I wasn’t ready to do this. It was exciting to be moving in with Mac, but I was afraid he might regret it. Was he really sure he wanted me here, or was he just being chivalrous?
Just then, his arms slid around me from behind. I closed my eyes as he kissed my neck, nuzzling me softly. His warm chest felt so good against my back. I loved the heat he gave off… the feeling of his hands on me… the way he smelled…
Never mind how protective and caring and thoughtful he was. Or how wicked in bed.
I loved everything about him.
Uh-oh.
“Come to bed,” he murmured against my skin. “We can start on this tomorrow.”
I nodded as he turned me around to face him.
“Okay,” I said shyly. I knew what was going to happen now. Well, kind of.
Mac always found a way to surprise and overwhelm me. He stared at my lips, and I closed my eyes, already feeling my whole body come to life just from being near him. And when we kissed and his hands started to wander, I felt like my body was a pinball machine. That’s how much I lit up.
“Come on,” he said when he finally lifted his head a few minutes later. “I want to take my time tonight.”
A shiver went through me at his words. He took my hand, pressing kisses into the backs of my fingers. I followed him in a daze, wondering what he would want to do tonight. Everything he had taught me so far had been beyond anything I could have imagined before, let alone experienced. The way he kissed me there… the way he took his time, tonguing my pussy… it was filthy and sweet at the same time.
He pulled me toward him by the bed, kissing me deeply again. His hands moved over my body as he started pulling my clothes free so smoothly that I barely noticed. I felt the heat of his hard cock pressing against me as the kiss got more and more intense.
I felt his hands on my waist as he undid my jeans and pushed them downward. Then I was lifted and lowered onto the bed. He was so strong, he could just move me around the way he wanted to. It wasn’t the kind of thing I had ever thought about wanting before, but it turned me on.
It turned me on a lot.
He pulled my shoes off before tugging my jeans down the rest of my legs. My panties dragged low on my hips without coming the whole way down. He looked at them and his mouth opened. I felt my body clench in anticipation. He stared between my legs as he pulled his shirt off and kicked his jeans away. Then he was on me, kissing and touching me as our mostly naked bodies rubbed together insistently.
“I have to taste you,” he said huskily as he pulled away and moved down the bed. I clenched my fingers on his shoulders as he pulled my bra cups down and sucked on my nipples. My back arched in pleasure. He worked his way down my body, kissing and licking and sucking until he was between my thighs.
I gasped as he bit my inner thigh. He stared up at me as he pulled my panties to the side and leaned in to lick me. I closed my eyes as he started teasing and stroking me with his hands and mouth.
The man held nothing back. There was nothing tentative or shy. He wasn’t embarrassed or ashamed. He pressed his whole face against my pussy and kissed it, spreading my pussy lips to feast on it and plunging his tongue deep.
I felt an orgasm mounting quickly. Mac was always a shock to my system, even if it was a very, very pleasurable shock. My hips were rocking in tempo with the thrusts of his tongue. His fingers found my clit and that was it. My spine arched and then contracted as the orgasm tore through me, again and again.