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"Sir," he says, thrusting into her, knowing she'll pick up on the shift.

"Yes, sir," she murmurs in response. She knows exactly what she's supposed to do here and the shift makes her shiver a little in anticipation.

"One day," he says, thrusting into her once more before pulling out entirely, "I'm going to come and then make you livknupnevery single drop."

"I would, gladly," Mac assures him. "I always will."

"I'd only have you do it because I know you love it," he says, jerking his cock until he shoots across her naked ass and back.

Mac whimpers a little when she feels him spill against her back. "God, Jackson, so so good to me."

"You're slipping, Mac," he says, slapping her ass soundly. "You used to be so good at this."

"I'm bad at this?" Mac asks, honestly a little confused. "What did I do wrong?"

"You forgot what you were supposed to e calling me, darlin'," he says, slapping her ass again. "You clearly need some practice."

"Oh!" That's something easily corrected and Mac feels stupid for having forgotten so quickly. "I'm sorry, sir."

"How sorry?" he asks her, slapping her again. He never really gets bored of the way her pale skin reddens.

"Absolutely sorry," she promises. "I just wish I could make...make up for this particular infraction."

"Why don't you suggest something to me, darlin'," he suggests, dropping a trio of quick slaps on her ass. "That you think would make up for it."

"I don't know," Mac readily admits. "I just want to do something that pleases you."

He makes a thoughtful noise behinds her.

"Think about that list of things you gave me," he says. "The ones that humiliate you. Let that be your inspiration, darlin'."

"You could make me go to sleep with your come on your back," Mac says, thinking about it for a moment. "Not let me go wash it off, make me think about what we did."

"That's a good idea," he says, giving her one more slap and then moving away from her. "Wasn't planning on letting you go to sleep just yet."

"Oh no, I figured you had more planned for me," Mac says, laughing warmly. "I didn't think it was really possible to be absolutely done yet."

"Maybe I'll come on you again and have you sleep in that too?" He asks her, fondling her reddened ass. "What's your favourite thing, Mac?"

"Getting spanked," she admits easily enough. "For as much as I panic about it, it's my favorite."

"I don't know, darlin," he says, bending his head to nip at flushed skin. "Your ass is already pretty red."

"I know, I've just run out of ideas," Mac confesses. "I'm not terribly creative."

"I'm not in this for creativity," he murmurs, leaning down to press a kiss against her tailbone. "I want you outside. I want you to feel the breeze while I'm fucking you."

"We need to go somewhere private," MacKenzie says, not ruling it out. "So not here, Jackson."

"My place?" He asks her, smoothing his hands over her hips. "Nobody for miles up there."