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Mac has never been a sound sleeper since being embedded. Two years in a war zone made her wary of every footfall and every noise tends to rouse her. Worse still is the fact that she's not used to sharing a bed with anyone on a regular basis and this has become a bit of a learning curve.

She wakes up in a cold sweat yet again, heart racing. She rolls her eyes, completely annoyed with herself, and brushes a hand against Jackson's shoulder. "Sorry. Bad dream. Did I wake you?"

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"That I love what? Being completely depraved and sexually adventurous?" Mac hasn't always been this way but she also is driven by a great desire to please whoever she's with and she likes making him happy.

"That you love taking it in the ass," he says, grinning, pressing a finger back into her cunt as he rubs his thumb across her clit. "And all the rest too."

"I thought you fucked whores before me," Mac says, moaning a little at the feel of his finger. "You've never run into a woman who likes it in the ass?"

"Darlin', a girl'll like anything you tell her to like when you're leavin' a dollar on the dresser," he says, sliding another finger in alongside the first.

"Oh," Mac says softly. That's fair enough, considering, and she doesn't exactly know what to do with that knowledge. "Well...well I do it because I want you to like me. And because I like it. But I tried it because I wanted you to want me."

He makes a soft sound, muffled by her skin, pressing those fingers into her faster, now, more urgently.

"But you wouldn't keep doin' it if you didn't want to?"

"Probably not," Mac says, squeezing around his fingers a little. "I'm needy, not stupid."

"I never said you were stupid, darlin," he says, kissing down the curve of one breast, sucking on her nipple as he plays with her.

"I was just establishing the point," Mac says, whimpering a little. "God, you tease."

"You fuckin' love it," he murmurs, using just the very edges of his teeth. "You love everything I get you to do."

"I do," Mac whimpers softly. "I love everything you do to me."

He moves his mouth to her other nipple, biting lightly, pinching the other with his free hand as he fucks her with his fingers.

Right now, her breasts are so sensitive that Mac very nearly comes off the bed whenever Jackson touches them and right now, she can't move away from his mouth and it's driving her crazy.

"Jackson, dammit, you know you're teasing."

"Well, yes, ma'am, I believe I do," he says, smirking as he teases both breasts, her clit. "But I am waiting to feel you come again so I can play with your ass. How much more you need for me here, Mac? What's it gonna take to push you over?"

"I'm close," Mac warns him. She is. She feels her toes curling and everything in her body is primed to come again just because he wants it and it's ridiculous.

"A little more?"

He grins, taking his mouth away from her Tits entirely and shifting down between her spread legs, replacing the press of his thumb against her clit with his tongue.

Oh, that's it. That's enough to tip her over the edge and she comes again, whimpering and moaning and getting louder by the second.

"God, finally, oh Jackson, mmm."

He stays where he is for a moment, indulging his own love of the taste of her before he straightens.

"Might need to move you for the next part, darlin."

"Oh? Well, I'm not opposed," Mac promises, sighing a little as she comes down. "You can move me."

"Sweet of you to say," he says, leaning up to kiss her. "You choose - what position to you like best when I've got my fingers in your ass."

"Well, it might be more comfortable on my stomach but you won't get to see my face," Mac says, mulling it over.

"And I do love the look on your face," he says.

"However you want me," Mac decides. "But kiss me first?"

With her tall tied up, he leans down and kisses her deep and full on the mouth, one hand grazing the curve of her bare breast.

Kissing is one of the things that Mac loves most in the world and Jackson is good about obliging that particular indulgence. She wishes she could move her hands and touch him but since she can't, she settles for whimpering a little as he touches her.