Justice for Mackenzie (12 page)

“I can tell you with one hundred percent honesty that I have absolutely no desire to laugh right now.”

Dax smiled and crawled up Mack’s body until he was hunched over her on his hands and knees. “Like what you see, sweetheart?”

“Is the Pope Catholic?”

A laugh burst out of Dax. “Fuck, I love that you can make a joke right now. Lie back. Let me make you feel good.”

Mackenzie did as Daxton asked. She lay back and pulled a pillow under her head. She knew she’d never forget this moment. She wanted to watch every second.

“Put your hands over your head and don’t move them. This is my job right now. I don’t need your help. You don’t have to do anything, or think about anything but how I’m making you feel. Relax, sweetheart.” Dax nodded in approval as Mack slowly raised her arms and put them over her head. He bent his head and nipped the side of Mack’s breast. Running his hands over her body as he continued to move downward, he kept up a running commentary.

“Your body was meant for my loving.” He squeezed both breasts in his hands as he nuzzled her belly button. “I can hold on and feel
you
, no matter what my mouth may be doing.” Dax moved his hands down to her belly, caressing and massaging. “You aren’t skinny, you’re right, but this is so fucking sexy. I love your body. You’re so soft.”

Then finally, Dax’s mouth was over her folds.

His thumbs moved down to hold the lips of her sex open. He blew lightly against her skin. “Fuck. Seriously. You are beautiful here. Your skin is bright pink and I can see your juices glistening, beckoning me. You’re wet for me, Mack.
Me
.” Dax lowered his head and nuzzled against her inner thigh. Mackenzie heard him inhale loudly.

“And your smell. Fucking divine.” One of his thumbs moved until it was rubbing against her bundle of nervous.

“Oh my God, Daxton. What are you…yeah…right there.”

“Here, Mack? Right here?” Dax pushed down harder and laughed as she squirmed under him. He eased a finger on his other hand into her tight sheath. “Or here?”

“Daxton!” Mackenzie couldn’t get any other words out. She inhaled as Daxton’s finger brushed against something inside that sent shockwaves shooting up through her body. “Oh my God.”

“Yeah, Mack. That’s it. Relax, feel it. Just enjoy my touch.” Dax continued, taking his time, learning Mackenzie’s body. He let her get used to him, his touch. He’d stroke her clit, then move his hand and caress her inner thigh. He used his mouth to suck and lick. Mackenzie writhed on the bed beneath him and Dax had never felt so masculine. He hadn’t been completely sure he’d be able to make her come; hell, she knew her body better than he did, but he’d hoped. Now, running his hands and tongue over her folds, he knew she was on the verge of a monster orgasm.

Dax eased his finger back inside her sheath, loving how hot and wet she was. He curled his finger and brushed against the front wall of her body, stroking and fingering the bundle of nerves inside her body.

“Daxton…I—”

“That’s it, baby. That’s it. Let it happen. Right there…just a little more.”

Mackenzie wasn’t hearing Daxton anymore. All she heard was a ringing in her ears. She pushed her hips up and down, jerking in Daxton’s grasp. She had no control over her own body. Mackenzie didn’t even realize when her hands came down from over her head and grasped Daxton’s shoulders hard enough to leave ten little indentations with her fingernails.

Just when Mackenzie didn’t think she was going to make it over the edge, Daxton lowered his head and sucked her clit into his mouth as his free hand went up and pinched her nipple tightly. She’d never had a man handle her as roughly as Dax was, but the slight pain, combined with the fast flicking of his tongue on her clit and his finger thrusting in and out of her body, was all it took.

“Oh my God, Daxton! I’m coming!” Mackenzie gasped in disbelief. She threw her head back and whimpered as her first orgasm at a man’s hand coursed through her body. She thrust up again and again, clenching on Dax’s finger as she went over the edge. It seemed to last forever and Mackenzie couldn’t stop her body from shuddering with aftershocks as Daxton removed his hand and stroked her body lightly.

When Mackenzie came back to herself, she found Daxton’s face right next to hers. He’d pulled himself up and was resting his head on his right hand and his left was running up and down her body, stroking and caressing as he went.

“Welcome back.”

Mackenzie could feel herself blushing. “Hi.”

“Forgive me if I’m remembering wrong, but I thought you said you weren’t good at this sex thing.” Dax smiled as he said it.

Mackenzie moved her hand and stroked over Daxton’s belly, caressing his hard abs, much as he was doing to her own body. “That’s the first time… thefirsttimeamanhasmademecome.” Her words were said quickly so they all bunched together. Then she continued in a more normal voice, not giving Dax time to say anything. “I know, it’s ridiculous, right? I’m thirty-seven years old, you’d think at some point in the last, oh, twenty years or so someone would’ve gotten lucky and done just the right thing, touched just the right spot at the right time, but it never happened. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve gotten myself off while I’ve…uh…you know, but a guy…all on his own? No. I’ve never had an orgasm with a guy where I didn’t have to help.”

Dax leaned in and whispered in her ear a bit cockily, “It won’t be the last.”

Mackenzie smiled up at him. “Can I touch you?”

“Nothing would please me more, sweetheart.” Dax rolled over until he was on his back and put his hands behind his head as if he was lying down for a nap. Mackenzie sat up, got on her knees next to him, and looked down in awe.

“Whoa, Daxton. I know I’ve seen this before, but hiding this under your uniform has to be a crime. You really do have a fucking fourteen-pack. When I try to keep you from getting up to work out, just ignore me, will ya?”

Daxton chuckled. “Glad you approve, sweetheart.”

“Oh, I approve all right.”

Mackenzie ran her eyes up and down his body, stopping at his shoulders. She ran a finger over the small puncture wounds on the tops of his shoulders. “Did I do that?”

Dax moved one hand from under his head and caught Mackenzie’s hand in his. He brought it up to his mouth and kissed her palm, running his tongue over the long line after kissing it. “Yeah, and it felt awesome. Remember when I talked about erotic pain? Yeah, I wasn’t feeling anything. I was too busy enjoying the hell out of watching you come.”

He put his hand back under his head and lifted his chin to her. “Go on, make yourself at home.”

Mackenzie did what Daxton asked. She started by leaning over and licking each of the ten little wounds she’d put in his skin with her nails. Then she moved her head lower and sucked on Daxton’s nipples, while running her hands up and down his body. Slowly, enjoying the feel of his stomach muscles jerking under her ministrations, Mack shifted to his erection. He was long and thick, and Mackenzie could see fluid shining on the head.

Maneuvering between his legs, and grunting in approval when he widened his stance so she could kneel between them, Mackenzie gripped his balls with one hand and used the other to caress his shaft. She spread his wetness over her palm, making it easier to glide up and down.

Not able to stop herself, Mackenzie leaned over and licked the head of his shaft so she could taste him. She looked up from between Daxton’s legs to see him staring down at her with an intense look on his face.

“I want to be inside you, Mack. I can’t wait much longer.”

“But I’m just getting started,” Mackenzie pouted.

“Oh, you’ll have your chance, it just isn’t right now.”

“Condom?”

Dax indicated with his head to the table next to the bed. “There.”

Mackenzie had to let go of Daxton and crawl up to where he’d gestured. When she leaned over him, Daxton guided her nipple into his mouth with a hand and sucked hard, making Mackenzie whimper in need.

“Let go, Daxton. I need you too.”

Dax let go of Mack’s breast with a small popping sound and allowed her to reach forward for the condom on the side table.

She eased back with the packet in her hand.

“Put it on me,” Dax growled.

Mackenzie nodded and without losing eye contact, she put the packet up to her mouth and ripped it open with her teeth. She finally had to look down so she could see what she was doing. She pinched the tip, eased the condom over Daxton’s erection, and smoothed it into place.

Before Mackenzie could think about what to do next, Daxton had her flipped over and she was on her back looking up at him. He paused above her, not saying anything, not moving, just watching her intently.

“Please, Daxton.” Mack tried desperately to pull him down to her, to rub against him. She wanted him inside. Now.

He moved slowly, taking himself in his hand and pressing against her wet heat, easing himself into her tight sheath inch by inch. He didn’t stop until he was all the way inside, then he lowered down until they were touching from toes to chest. “Perfect.”

Mackenzie closed her eyes briefly against the small bite of pain she’d felt as Daxton entered her. It’d been a while and her body needed to adjust to having a man inside again. When the pain faded, she opened her eyes and held on tightly to Daxton’s biceps as he slowly withdrew from her body, then pushed back in. He held her eyes the entire time. He slowly increased his speed as he moved in and out of Mack’s body.

“You feel good, Daxton. I love how you fill me up. Faster. Go faster.”

“You’ll take it how I give it, Mack. You like this?”

“Yeah.”

“You’re hot and slick around me. I can feel your heat through the condom. As much as I love how you feel, I can’t wait to get inside you without anything between us. Ah…you like that, don’t you? I could feel you clench around me.”

“Yeah, I want to feel you. Just you.”

“You’ll get me, babe. I’ll pump you so full, as soon as I pull away from your tight body, our juices will leak out. When I take you standing up, you’ll feel us dripping down your leg.”

“Oh God, Daxton. That’s so uh…realistic and slightly gross, but honestly, I can’t wait.”

Dax sped up his thrusts until he was pounding into her.

Mackenzie watched as Daxton closed his eyes and his muscles tightened. He was on the verge of losing it. “Yeah, that’s it, Daxton, come for me. Don’t wait for me. I want to watch you come.” Mack tightened her inner muscles as hard as she could, squeezing him from the inside out. “Do it. Fuck me. You feel so good.”

At her words, Dax couldn’t hold back anymore. He reached down and pulled up Mackenzie’s thighs until he could hook his elbows under her knees. “Hold on, Mack. Let me know if I hurt you.”

“You won’t hurt me, Daxton. Do it. I love when you pound into me. The friction of your skin against mine feels awesome.”

Dax let go of his iron control, using Mack’s permission to fuck her like he’d dreamed of for so long. He hammered into her, and when he felt Mackenzie pinch his nipples, he couldn’t hold his orgasm in any longer. He ground into her, holding himself inside as tightly as he could and let go. His hips undulated against her once, twice, and then three times. He groaned loud and long.

Finally, feeling empty, he eased down next to Mack, holding her to him so he didn’t slip out. He hiked her leg up over his lap, keeping their connection intact. “Holy shit. You killed me.”

Mackenzie giggled, and Dax loved the sound. “I think that was my line.”

“Nope, definitely mine.” Dax picked up his head and looked Mackenzie in the eyes. “Just so you know. I’m going to make it my mission in life to make you come with me.”

“Daxton, I told you—”

Dax put his finger over Mack’s lips to stop her words. “Shhh, I know what you said, and I don’t believe it for a second. Anyone who came as hard as you did with just my finger and the brief touch of my mouth to your clit…can orgasm with penetration. We just need to keep practicing. And I’ll enjoy the hell out of that practice in the meantime.”

“You’re crazy. We’re too old for this shit.”

“No, we’re not. I don’t feel too old and I’m nine years older than you. So if I can do it, you can too.”

“Whatever.” Mackenzie’s words were muffled against his chest.

“Let me take care of this condom, and we can get some sleep.”

Mackenzie watched as Daxton rolled away from her and went into the bathroom. He came out not long after.

“You need to use the bathroom?”

“No, I think I’m good.”

“Okay, lift up so I can get you under the sheet.”

Mackenzie lifted up one butt cheek enough so Daxton could pull the sheet out from under her. He climbed in next to her and hauled her into his arms.

“You don’t have to—”

“Shut it. I want to. I’ll go absolutely insane if I can’t hold you in my arms.”

Mackenzie didn’t say a word, but dipped her chin and fit her head under Daxton’s chin. She put her arm around his chest. One leg came up and wrapped itself around his thigh.

“Comfy?”

Mackenzie could hear the laughter in Daxton’s voice, but didn’t care.

“Yeah, extremely.”

“Go to sleep, sweetheart.”

“I don’t have to get up early tomorrow, do I? It’s Saturday. It’s against my religion to get out of bed before nine on the weekend.”

“You don’t have to get up early, Mack. Just sleep.”

“Okay. Thank you for making this easy and not weird.”

“You’re welcome.”

Mackenzie fell asleep almost immediately. Dax stayed awake a bit longer, enjoying the soft breaths Mack made as she slept and wondering how in the hell he’d gotten so lucky.

Two weeks after Mackenzie had spent the night for the first time, Dax knew for sure she was the woman for him. They’d settled into a regular routine. They’d leave together each morning for work, and over the course of the day figure out whose place they’d spend the night at, then they’d meet there after work. They’d make or go out for dinner, then head to bed, making the most of their time together.

Dax had several sets of uniforms over at Mackenzie’s apartment, just as she had plenty of work clothes to choose from at his. Not one night had gone by that they hadn’t spent together, and Dax couldn’t be happier.