Chapter 16

CHAPTER 16

WOOD

M acy goes back to sucking my cock, looking up at me with those big, brown eyes as she does it. The sight alone is enough to make me come.

"You want me to fuck you, Mace?"

She hums, "Mm-hmm," around my cock, the vibrations send shudders through my entire body.

I pull away before she makes me explode prematurely. She scowls adorably at my cock, rock hard and standing at attention between us.

"You'll get it back, Macy, I promise." And then I realize?—

Fuck.

"Fuck!"

"What's wrong?" she asks, mouth downturned.

"I don't have any condoms."

"Oh—"

"I'll be right back." I hastily find a pair of sweats and throw on a discarded shirt crumpled on the floor. "Stay right there."

She nods, scooting back against the pillows, and I dart out the door, cursing myself when I get out to the hall.

Why the fuck didn't I bring condoms?

Nowhere in my wildest dreams did I think I'd be in this position this week. But you should always be prepared. Fuck, Scout Leader Steve would be so disappointed in me right now.

I race down the stairs as I text Noah if he's still at the party or back in his room.

No response.

Shit.

I know his and Livvy's room is downstairs and to the left, so I head that direction. There's a hallway across from the Billiard's room. First door is a bathroom. There are two doors at the end of the hall. Both closed. Fuck.

I imagine Macy, waiting for me back in the room, in our bed, getting bored, falling asleep, changing her mind.

Here goes nothing. I knock on the door to the right.

After a moment there's shuffling from inside. The door opens, and Margot is standing there in her gold dress with a big smile.

"Wade. This is a surprise."

"For both of us. Sorry, I was looking for my cousin."

"Oh." She sticks out her bottom lip. "His room is across the hall."

"Thanks." I shoot her a finger gun and turn to the other door. I knock as the sound of her door shuts behind me.

Nothing from Noah's room, so I knock again. "Noah, are you in there? Livvy?"

"Go away," Noah's deep voice says from within.

"Bro. I need you for a sec."

"Fuck off."

I bang again. "It's an emergency."

I hear grunts and a bang from inside and Noah cursing and then heavy footsteps and he says, "Someone better be dying," as he yanks the door open.

Noah is naked except for a sheet wrapped around his waist, his face flushed, a sheen of sweat at his forehead. Behind him, Livvy is sitting on the bed, a pillow clutched to her torso to cover herself.

"Hey, you guys are doing it in your room this time!"

Noah rolls his eyes. "And we still get interrupted. What do you need?"

"Condoms."

He pinches the bridge of his nose. "Fucking hell. Okay." He goes over to the bedside drawer.

"And lube. If you have it."

He turns back, several condoms in hand. "Negative."

"I have some," Livvy says quietly. "In my bag."

Noah raises an eyebrow at her, and she blushes. He retrieves the small bottle from her bag, thankfully keeping the sheet mostly in place.

He hands me the condoms. "I'm going to need this"—he hands me the lube—"back."

"Thanks, man. As you were."

He flips me off then shuts the door in my face with a smirk.

I run back to the foyer and up the stairs and to the room where Macy is exactly where I left her—rosy cheeked and almost naked under a thin sheet.

"Are we still a go?" I set everything down on the nightstand and pull my shirt off.

Macy's gaze goes from my mouth down my chest and stomach and then to where I'm pushing down my sweats. The sight of her already has me more than half erect.

She nods as she licks her lips. "Yes."

"Thank fuck." I lean down, take her by the back of the neck and kiss her as I crawl over her onto the bed.

I love how she tilts her head up to meet me, how our lips know exactly how to move together, how they part in sync so our tongues can taste each other.

I skim my hand along her side, tentatively at first, then up to the thin fabric of her bra. She arches into my touch as I cup her breast. I hook my thumb inside and pull it down, exposing her pale, peachy pink nipple. I rub it with the pad of my thumb, and she quivers against me.

Fuck, she's so perfect and tastes so sweet.

I kiss her neck and then down to take her nipple into my mouth, making her gasp and wriggle under me.

Macy arches, unhooks her bra, and tears it off. She tosses it to the floor with the rest of our clothes and lies back down. A smile plays on her lips as I put my mouth back on her body.

I squeeze and kiss and lick and suck both breasts then I continue down her stomach as I massage her hips. I knead her thighs as I spread them and kiss the soft inner skin and then up to taste her pussy some more.

She's writhing under me, and I want to make her come again, but the way my cock is pulsing and smacking my stomach every time she moans, I know that would undo me.

And I want inside her.

"Get on your hands and knees for me, Mace."

She does, looking at me over her shoulder as I tear open a condom and roll it on.

I trace the line of her spine down to her beautiful, round ass and massage her cheeks while I spread them apart. She's dripping. Thighs glistening. Her perfect pink holes on display.

I can't help myself, I go in, licking them up and down from behind, pussy to ass and she cries out, falling to her elbows.

Kneeling behind her, I drag the tip of my cock between her soaked pussy lips and up.

She grunts.

Back down. Back up. She wiggles her butt when my head brushes over her rear entrance.

I press it against her little asshole. "Is this where you want me?"

"Yes." she says, desperate.

"You want me to fuck your ass, Mace?"

She looks at me over her shoulder, lips wet, eyes big. "Please."

"Say it."

"I want you," she pauses, panting, "in my ass."

"Fuck. Have you done this before?"

She shakes her head, no.

Fuck.

Every inch of my being wants to fuck her like a wild man, show her how much she makes me lose control. But I'm going to have to go slow. Painfully slow.

"Have you used a toy or anything?"

Her cheeks flush bright red.

"Mace." My heart is pumping so much blood to my cock I can barely concentrate on anything else. "You don't have to be embarrassed about anything with me."

She blinks, then nods. "Yes," she whispers. "Sometimes."

"And you like it?"

"Yes," she says with more conviction this time.

"Good." I get the bottle of lube and pour a generous amount my cock, rub it in, then work two lubed fingers into her ass to make sure everything is covered and slippery.

I grab a pillow and put it under her pelvis, then I hold her by the hip and press my tip to her little asshole. I push forward slowly, watching my cock stretch her open around me until the head is fully breached.

She gasps and the ring of muscle tightens around me.

I still. "Are you okay?"

"Mm-hmm." She buries her face into the pillow.

"You want me to keep going?"

"Yes." Her voice is muffled.

"I'm going to go slow. Tell me to stop if you need to."

I push in another inch. And then another. Slowly easing forward until my hips meet her ass and I'm fully seated inside. I don't move, letting her get used to the feeling of me filling her. The fit is so snug, even not moving it feels like her ass is milking my cock.

I lean forward and kiss her shoulder blade as I reach around her front and rub her pussy. "Relax, Mace. Breathe," I whisper against her back.

I find her clit and focus my attention on it as I ease out and then back in.

Gently, I fuck her, circling and flicking and pinching her clit as her moans get louder and louder until she's squirming and sweating.

My hand is soaking. She gushes every time my cock reenters her.

"Faster. More," she begs, one side of her face smashed against the pillow, mouth open, drooling.

I thrust my hips forward, rocking in and out of her ass at a pace that's going to make me come sooner than I'd like.

She lets out an extended moan, closing her eyes and then chanting, "Oh fuck, fuck, fuck," under her breath.

I keep my finger working her clit, feeling it swell and pulse. "Is this how you like it?"

"Uh-huh," she whimpers.

"You're taking me so good, Macy. Fuck."

Her breathing quickens and she starts to tense.

"There you go," I say. "Let it come."

She lets out a guttural moan and then she's coming on my hand and squeezing my cock with her ass.

"There it is. You're so perfect for me," I say against the back of her neck.

As she's riding her orgasm, what's left of my control slips and I fuck her harder, skin slapping on skin. Then I'm coming with her, grunting as my body wracks and every muscle flexes and I'm emptying myself into the condom.

We collapse into a sweaty, gasping heap on the mattress, my cock still in her ass, my lips at her neck.

She finally relaxes under me, quiet, eyes closed.

"Are you good?" I ask, brushing her hair away from her face.

"Yes," she breathes.

I kiss behind her ear and down the back of her neck, running my fingers softly up and down her arms.

"Stay here," I say as I ease myself out of her.

She takes a sharp breath through clenched teeth, wincing as I slide out, and my heart sinks.

I fucked up.

I hurt her.