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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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He shifts her knees apart and slips between her thighs, cock in hand.

"You want it?"

"I want you," Mac murmurs, sliding her hand into his hair. "Please?"

He bends his head to kiss her as he pushes into her, slowly, carefully, like he knows she prefers.

Mac is so relieved she could almost cry. Instead, she kisses him back slowly, taking her time to enjoy it.

They don't often fuck like this so he intends to enjoy it, going as slowly as he can bear as they kiss.

"Don't get this so often," Mac says softly, crying out when he hits a good spot. "It's wonderful."

"Mhmm," he says, rocking into her, amusing kisses against the corner of her mouth. "You're so fuckin beautiful."

Mac never knows quite what to do with that. She's never considered herself beautiful. Pretty, yes, and attractive for her age but she's never really though about being beautiful. "All yours," she says instead, thinking that's a reasonable response.

"Damn straight," he murmurs, hitching her leg higher against his hip, changing the angle of his cock inside her.

Mac's breath catches lightly when the angle changes and she slides her hand down his back to grab his ass. "Jackson, Christ...feels too good."

He huffs out a laugh against her jaw.

"Could always..." His breath catches. "Always tell me to stop."

"Stop and I'll kill you," Mac says, tipping her head back a little. "God, I love what you do to me."

He loves the way her mouth quirks for emphasis, wonders if she even realises that she's doing it. He presses a kiss against the point of her chin. "You bring out the best in me."

"All your secret kinky fantasies?" Mac teases, arching up against him. "You can do anything you want to me. I won't say no. You know that."

"Ain't nothin' secret about them, darlin," he says, his hand tight on her thigh to hold it there as he rocks into her, taking it easy, taking it slow. "And I like that you're into it, but that...ain't all it is, either."

Mac sighs softly. "What is it, then?" It's a strange conversation to have during sex but it's slow and easy and almost more of a conversation than anything else.

"It's you, goddamnit," he breathes, getting closer and closer, no matter how slow they're going. "You have to see that, Mac."

"Uh huh," Mac whimpers softly. "Close now, so close." She tilts her hips up against him, trying to get friction.

He's not convinced by 'uh huh', but he's got too much to think about, too much to distract. He shifts, pushing up on one hand so that he can get the other between them, rubbing over her clit to give her that last little push. IT has the distinct advantage of letting him look right down into her face as he does it.

"Fuck," Mac hisses. It's enough to knock her over the edge and she grips his hip tightly, afraid she's going to leave a mark.

He wouldn't give a shit if she did leave a mark. Why would he? It only takes another couple of thrusts for him to come inside her, face pressed into the crook of her neck as he does.

Mac strokes his skin lightly, trying to catch her breath. "Oh God, you're good. We're good together."

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