Festive Faking (Rust Canyon #1)

20. Mac

Chapter 20

Mac

Goddamn, I wanted to bathe in her juices. But I’d made a promise to devour every trace of her arousal, which wasn’t easy with how she kept coming on my tongue, flooding my face.

The shaking thighs thrown over my shoulders dropped open, signaling that she was spent, and I peeked up to find Aspen’s eyes closed, head turned to the side.

Did she fucking pass out?

The boost to my ego at the idea of making her black out from too much pleasure was shoved aside in favor of concern for her well-being.

“Aspen?” I wiped my drenched chin with the back of my hand.

No reply. No movement.

Well, shit.

At least with her chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm, it eliminated the fear that her loss of consciousness was more serious.

Crawling over her prone form, I straddled her hips, leaning over to cradle her face. Stroking softly with my thumbs, I tried to rouse her. “Aspen, can you hear me?”

A soft moan slipped past her parted lips, and she shifted beneath me.

My dick would probably never forgive me, but I was gearing up to let her sleep it off when she breathed my name. “Mac.”

My smile was automatic. Pressing my forehead to hers, I teased my nose along the side of hers. “I’m right here.”

Her eyes were still shut, her voice dazed when she asked, “Did we do it?”

The effort it took to keep from laughing at my overstimulated girl had my entire body vibrating. Taking a calming breath so she didn’t think I was making fun of her, I answered honestly, “No, honey, we didn’t.”

Like she’d been shocked back to life, Aspen sucked in a sharp breath and those blue eyes sprang open.

When she shoved on my shoulders, I rolled to the side. Then she surprised the hell out of me by reversing our positions, jumping up to sit directly over my hard cock.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa.” My hands shot up to steady her hips before she did something crazy, like try to impale herself on my dick. Though I couldn’t deny that the slick heat of her pussy pressed flush against the underside of my bare shaft felt like fucking heaven.

Determination glinted in the depths of her eyes. “I want to do this.”

Though it had been with her comfort in mind, I realized that toying with her earlier had tested the limits of her patience. Because, right now, she wasn’t about to take no or slow down for an answer.

My fingers flexed, squeezing the soft skin beneath them in what I hoped was a reassuring gesture. “Am I allowed to grab a condom?” I challenged.

The lust glazing over her vision cleared, and she hopped off. “Oh, right. Yeah. Of course. Don’t know what I was thinking.”

She situated herself with her back against the headboard, her knees hugged tight to her chest. I could tell she was beating herself up on the inside for having been so impulsive.

If there was one thing I was good at, it was offering levity when the mood of a situation or conversation took a turn in a direction I didn’t like.

Slinking off the mattress, I stood by the side of it and used a hand to motion to my naked form. “Can’t say I blame you. If I were in your shoes, I’d want to jump my bones too.”

Her lips folded inward to stop a smile from forming.

So, I kept going, trying to coax it out of hiding. “Come on. Have you seen this body?”

The tiniest hint of a dimple became visible on her cheek.

“And this dick?” I blew out an impressed breath as I gripped it for show. “Just wow. I mean, I know you don’t have a frame of reference and will have to take my word for it, but this one is top-notch.”

I was graced with an eye roll. “You don’t need to convince me how much you love it; I’ve seen that for myself.” She shot a pointed look toward the bathroom door.

My head dropped back on a chuckle, and her quiet snickers reached my ears.

Mission accomplished.

Taking the win, I moved toward my discarded jeans, pulled a condom from my wallet, and rolled it on. When I turned back to Aspen, she was staring directly at my cock, and it twitched under the focused attention.

The weight of what we were about to do—especially on her end—hit me hard, and I ran a hand through my hair. “I know you said this was what you wanted . . .”

Those blue eyes snapped up to meet mine.

“If you change your mind or don’t like it and want me to stop at any point, say the word. I know this is a big deal, and I don’t want you to feel pressured to see it through simply because you’re worried it’ll upset me.” When she only blinked up at me, I hitched a thumb over my shoulder. “I can always visit my good friend, the shower.”

Her gaze never left mine as she unfolded her legs, crawling across the mattress until she reached where I stood, rising onto her knees. My lungs froze when her hands reached out to skim up my abs, over my chest, and into my hair.

Tugging my head down until our mouths were a breath apart, she said, “Stop trying to talk me out of it.”

My response died on my tongue when she closed the gap, fusing our lips together and speaking her desires without words. She was giving me her complete trust, and I was hell-bent on making sure I proved worthy of that gift.

I let her control the kiss for as long as she liked, the two of us only breaking apart once we were both breathless, her nipples brushing my chest with each ragged inhale.

“Please.” She’d been begging me all night, and it was finally time to give in, to give her what she wanted.

Tangling one hand in her hair, I let the other dip between her thighs. When I found her soaking wet, my groan mixed with her moan as she rocked her hips, searching for more.

“Mac!” My name was said on a throaty cry when I sank two fingers inside her.

She was so fucking tight, hugging the digits in a vise grip that had my cock weeping, imagining taking their place.

Aspen shifted on her knees, spreading her legs wider. My thumb strummed her swollen clit as I slowly worked her over with my hand. Nice and easy, I kept my thrusts gentle, spreading my fingers to stretch her out the best I could without hurting her.

Fingernails dug into the flesh of my shoulder, no doubt leaving marks I would wear as a badge of honor in the morning—a souvenir of the night we shared, a hopeful sign for the future.

The first spasms of her pussy warned me she was close. I wanted her right on the edge when I sank my dick inside, hoping to throw her over as quickly as possible to distract her from any potential discomfort. I had no idea what to expect since I’d never been with a virgin before, but I knew it would kill me to hurt her.

“Lie down,” I rasped.

Aspen fell back onto the mattress, her eyes wide but without a trace of fear. I crawled over her, my hips falling naturally into the cradle of hers. When my cock nudged her entrance, she flinched, and I forced myself to take a steadying breath.

Resting on my forearms, hovering above her, I kissed her deeply, pouring all the promises of how careful I would be with her into it. As I pulled back, I looked her straight in the eye and confessed, “What we are about to do is a claiming. But I need you to understand that it’s not one-sided. It’ll make you mine, but at the same time, I’ll be yours. Understand?”

She gave the slightest nod, and I pushed in that first inch.

A whimper flew past her lips, so I held steady, stroking her cheek. “Relax for me, honey. You can do it.”

Aspen swallowed before inhaling a deep breath and blowing it out slowly.

“That’s my girl,” I praised. “Want me to keep going?”

Her hum was accompanied by a lifting of her hips, allowing me to sink in a touch more.

“Fuck,” I hissed. The head of my cock was barely inside, but with how snug the fit was, my balls were already tightening in warning. I wasn’t going to last at this rate.

I could see the panic in her eyes at my reaction. “Did I—”

“You’re fucking perfect,” I gritted out, cutting her off. “Too perfect. You feel so good, Aspen.”

“Oh.” Her mouth formed a perfect little circle when she realized my reaction had been born from pleasure versus pain.

Rocking my hips gently, I eased my way further inside her tight virgin pussy.

When I met resistance, I reached between us, strumming fingers over her clit. Aspen writhed beneath me, and I was rewarded with a rush of arousal coating my dick, allowing me to slide all the way home.

A surprised gasp sounded when she realized we were fully joined.

I’d been watching her face the entire time, searching for any signs of discomfort. “You okay?”

Her hands ran down my back, coming to rest over my ass and holding it steady as she lifted her pelvis, almost as if she couldn’t quite believe our bodies were completely flush.

My strained chuckle couldn’t be contained. “Were you hoping I had more to give you, Freckles?”

That porcelain skin turned the prettiest shade of pink, and she peeked at me from beneath her lashes. “No, I just . . . I just always heard stories about how painful it was the first time.”

Taking that as a good sign, I asked, “How do you feel?”

Aspen ran the tip of her tongue over her bottom lip. “Good. Full, but it doesn’t hurt.”

Thank fucking God.

My dick throbbed, buried deep inside her. The urge to move, to create friction, grew overwhelming, so I pulled back a few inches and thrust forward.

The sweetest moan split the air, spurring me on. The next time, my hips withdrew all the way, and I pushed back inside, grinding against her on impact.

“Oh God.” Aspen clung to me, her head thrown back with her eyes sealed shut.

Running a hand down her side, I hitched one thigh over my hip, opening her up more.

I’d promised myself I would go slow, but that plan flew right out the window with the woman practically purring beneath me, her inner walls gripping me so tight I could barely breathe.

Capturing her lips, in a kiss so passionate it was almost like I was trying to steal the breath from her lungs, I prayed she could feel how deeply I cared about her as my cock hammered into her at a pace that bordered on punishing.

“Mac.” She panted. “I-I need—”

I knew exactly what she needed, even if she didn’t.

“Let go. Come for me.” The words came out grunted, my control slipping as I changed the angle, giving her no choice but to obey.

Aspen cried out. Her body stilled beneath me, pussy locking down so hard that I saw stars. But I didn’t stop. I couldn’t. Not until I made good on my vow to claim her.

The only thing that would make this better was if there wasn’t a barrier between us and I could mark her the way I craved. Once I did that, there would be no going back. Though I had a feeling it didn’t matter. I was already in too deep. Now that we’d found our way together, I wasn’t going to let anything rip us apart.

Gritting my teeth, I pounded into her ruthlessly, chasing what promised to be the climax of a lifetime even though I never wanted this to end.

Two more thrusts, and I couldn’t hold back anymore. My balls tightened almost painfully as I came so hard it felt like my soul was violently ripped from my body, and I watched the breathtaking sight of us tangled together in pleasure from above.

I collapsed beside her, an arm thrown over my eyes as I tried to regulate my ragged breathing.

The feather-light touch of fingers trailing over my abs had me peeking over at the woman who had become my living fantasy.

Aspen was flushed, her blue eyes bright as she chewed on a corner of her bottom lip.

I cleared my throat, my voice still coming out rough when I teased, “Live up to the hype?” There was a risk in setting her up like that. I was practically inviting a snarky retort.

Instead, she nodded. “How long before we can do it again?”

A bark of laughter flew past my lips, and I tucked her into my side, pressing a kiss to her forehead. “Greedy girl. You’re gonna have to give me a few minutes. I’m not eighteen anymore.”

“Pity.” Amusement laced her tone.

Damn, I would be kicking myself for years to come over the time wasted by keeping my feelings to myself.

There was no doubt in my mind that I would do anything it took to keep her.