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"We could go back to my place, if you wanted. It's private." Mac is very glad she lives alone and that her neighbors don't seem terribly interested in her comings and goings because it affords her the luxury of having someone over whenever she wants.

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Date: 2013-06-27 06:54 pm (UTC)
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God, he loves her mouth when she lets it run like that, love the way her ass moves when she rocks back against him like that. He sets a hard, punishing rhythm, slamming into her over and over again.

"Get your hands out from under you," he says, still pushing into her. "I want you face down. And get your hand back here. I want you rubbing your clit until you come again."

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Date: 2013-06-27 06:59 pm (UTC)
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The crying is sort of alarming, and his rhythm falters, though he doesn't stop completely.

"Mac?"

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Date: 2013-06-27 07:07 pm (UTC)
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"You need me to stop?" He's still fucking her, but slower than before, waiting for permission before he goes back to what they were doing. He smooths one hand over her spine, swallows back a moan.

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Date: 2013-06-27 07:36 pm (UTC)
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"Come on then," he says, tone gentle but his thrusting picking up pace again. "I want to feel you come on my cock again."

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Date: 2013-06-27 07:40 pm (UTC)
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"Tell me how good," he says, his hands smoothing over her back as he fucks her, getting closer and closer herself.

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Date: 2013-06-27 07:55 pm (UTC)
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He laughs and, just like that, he's coming, rocking into her, moaning, his hands tight on her hips.

"Jesus Christ."

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Date: 2013-06-27 08:11 pm (UTC)
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When he's done, when he's ridden it out completely, he reaches up to tug the blindfold from over her eyes.

"What do you say we save the rest for another day?"

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Date: 2013-06-27 08:19 pm (UTC)
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"I'll write down directions to my place," he says, rolling onto his back. "You can swing by any time."

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