all the fun. She unzipped his jeans, the feel of him hard and tight against her palm as she groped him.
He moaned and moved her so he was against the wall to brace them. She stopped stroking him long enough to pull her boots off, but he stopped her.
“Leave them on,” he said heavily as he tugged the panties past them.
He knelt, leaving a trail of kisses on her neck, breasts and stomach. When his tongue reached its destination, Katie threw her head back, balancing her hands on his shoulders as he laved her hot pink flesh with such precision that in mere seconds her body quaked with a mind-blowing orgasm.
Before Katie could pass out from the sheer pleasure of it, he scooped her up in his arms and tossed her gently onto the bed. Once again he knelt, teasing her until she writhed before him. Her boots wrapped around his shoulders as he continued to drive her to the brink, this time the orgasm so intense she saw tiny specks of light behind her eyes.
“I could watch you do that all night.” Mac’s voice was deeper than before. “And these boots—you’re so damn gorgeous.”
Katie couldn’t hide her smile. His words made her feel empowered.
She reached for him. “I need you inside me, please, Mac. Please,” she begged. She could no longer wait for his cock to give her the relief she needed.
“Not yet, love,” he said as he slid up her body, bringing both her breasts to hard peaks with his mouth as his fingers pumped in and out of her pink flesh. She wasn’t sure how much more she could take.
Her fingers grabbed his hair. “Now. I need you now.”
That seemed to do it.
He yanked his shirt over his head and released his cock from his pants. He fumbled with something in his pocket and she realized he was grabbing a condom. At least he’d thought of it—she hadn’t.
She sat up, took the package from his hand and ripped it open, sheathing him with the protection as fast as possible. He was long, hard and thick. She lifted her legs, still clad in the boots, up over his shoulders as she guided him into her.
When there was a long pause she worried for a second that maybe he was too big, but he pumped her gently a few times, covering his cock in her juices, and her body opened to him. The pace quickened and soon he was pounding her with such ferocity her body came unglued. When his finger touched her nub, she screamed her release.
The look of desire in his eyes as he watched her come sent waves of pleasure through her. Every muscle in her body tightened as he was bringing her to yet another orgasm.
“Come with me,” she begged. “I want to watch you come with me.”
The pounding increased and his thumb rubbed her nub again as Katie writhed on the bed, uncertain how much more her body could take, but she wanted him more than anything.
His blue eyes centered on her as he moaned, “Katie,” and she felt such power in those words.
“Yes, Mac. Come with me. Ohhhhhh.” She was lost then in the sensation of him, their bodies echoing the pleasure they both experienced. When he moaned her name again, his body stiffened with release just as her entire body quaked with an orgasm. This time she saw more tiny stars in her lids, and every muscle turned to rubber.
When he slid out, she moaned her complaint.
“Have to sit.” His words came out on a pant. “You’re amazing.”
“No.” She was still winded. “That was all you. I was along for the ride. One wonderful, wild ride.”
He took care of the condom, then lay beside her sideways, their legs hanging off the edge. Normally Katie would have felt the need to cover herself, but the way he looked at her as if she were a big piece of chocolate he couldn’t wait to devour made her comfortable in her own skin.
He put his arm behind her and pulled her closer to him. “Trust me when I tell you we were on that ride together.”
She snuggled into him, but couldn’t stifle a yawn.
“You’re tired.” He turned so he could see her face.
“Nah, that was a sign of contentment, nothing more.”
“Hmm.” He pulled away. “I think maybe we should get you ready for bed.”
She sighed. “We are in bed.”
He chuckled at that.
“True,” he said as he sat up, and then he reached down and slid her boots off.
Another yawn escaped. Damn. She didn’t want to fall asleep.
Mac picked her up with one arm so she was nestled against him. Using his other arm he pulled the covers back. “Let’s at least get you warm.”
Carefully he put her back down and moved her legs under the covers, intimate and sweet at the same time.
Something clicked for Katie. “Oh, wow. I’m probably keeping you from one of those quick exits guys like to make. Sorry, I don’t do this—uh, well, I’ve never slept with a guy I don’t really know.” She grinned. Katie wondered why she couldn’t shut up. Normally she wasn’t the talkative type, but her nerves had returned.
Mac touched her cheek. “No, I can promise you I don’t want to go right now.” He held her tighter and nuzzled his nose at her neck.
Katie sighed with contentment. Mac spoke the truth for now. She was good at reading people. Maybe he wouldn’t leave right away, but he would eventually. The idea made her a little sad.
“I have to say I’m kind of glad the professor wasn’t there tonight.”
A weird look passed over his face. “What do you mean?”
“I wouldn’t have met you, and we’d have missed this crazy-good night together. Thank you.”
He leaned down and kissed her. “It was definitely crazy good.”
She yawned again. “I’m about to fall asleep.” Her eyes were so heavy she could barely keep them open. “Damn you for being so good with the sex. You wore me out.”
This time he laughed out loud. He sat next to her, brushing the hair away from her face. “You have to take some of that blame, you know. You’re pretty damn good with the sex, too.”
Katie smiled with satisfaction. No one had ever said she was good in bed. Not that she’d had many lovers.
“I like you,” she said.
He kissed her again tenderly. “I like you, too.”
YOU’RE AN ASS. Mac couldn’t believe he’d failed to tell Katie the truth before she fell asleep. He’d made mad, passionate love with her, and then he’d lied to her.
Not so much a lie as an omission. He had a feeling she wouldn’t see it that way. What he’d done was wrong, and he knew it. The opportunity to tell her had come about more than once during their evening together,
