Page 79 of Puck It!

I figured Macie would take a long time practicing today when she told me she was going to check out where she is performing. But, it’s late afternoon now and she still isn’t home.

So, me being me, not giving a fuck; I open her laptop and look in her emails, finding where she is; she left that detail out.

Then I find an access code. Cha-ching. I write it all down before I make it out to the garage and get on my bike.

Following the GPS, I arrive at a big stadium building; Damn Angel.

I go to the back and see her car, parking next to it before I get off my bike and make my way to the back door, putting in the code, it works and unlocks the door; This was too easy.

I hear music I’ve heard a million times already, it’s Macie’s playlist, I make my way to it, finding her still hanging from her silks, I lean against the wall and watch her. As much as I enjoyed her being at that club and her dancing like she did, I’m in a way glad she’s not. Or she really would have to get used to me beating the fuck out of people, she’s mine, you touch you deal with me.

"I see you." She taunts me and I huff my smile before I push off the wall and walk out to her.

She leans back on her silk, hanging eye level with me lifting her brow she asks, "How did you get in here?"

"Through the door."

"You know what I meant smart ass." She laughs, that laugh I fucking love.

"You don’t need to ask questions like that Angel, just know I’m here."

"Well, alright then. Can I at least ask, why you are here?"

"Do you know how late it is Macie?"

She shakes her head and I show her my watch. She bursts into laughter, "Oops."

"What do you say we go grab some dinner, just me and you."

She nods before her words roll off her tongue, "I’d like that."

"Alright let’s go home so your sweaty ass can take a shower."

She reaches out and wraps her hand around the back of my head before she slams my face between her sweaty tits, "You would do some common shit like this." She snaps in her laugh, and I bite down on her tit, before I suck her skin into my mouth. Her laugh turns into a moan, making my cock come to life in my pants.

I pull my face from her tits, desperately wanting to do a lot more here, but I can’t chance her getting in trouble because of me.

I curl my fingers into her hair, pulling her head back, "Let’s go home."

Macie

After following Jax home, I find myself in the shower, getting clean and not sweaty like Jax said; Ha!

I really lost myself in my routine, spending most of the day working on the advanced tricks. Practicing in the place I will be performing is really helpful, it has already calmed some nerves I have going about the event in a few days. I’ve never done anything like this, well, besides when I did Competition skating. That’s much different though.

I get out of the shower, drying myself off, I wrap my towel around me before I start getting this hair dried.

With my hair flipped over my head, my dryer humming in my ears I feel hands slide up the backs of my thighs. Knowing that familiar touch I smile and keep doing my thing. Until Jax’s hands slide over my ass cheeks, hooking his fingers around my hips.

I turn my dryer off, pushing my half dry hair over my shoulder before I look back at him, "Am I taking too long?"

He shakes his head, holding the cocky smile that I have come to really love.

"No time limit tonight, Angel."

"Mhm, that sounds like trouble." I tease.

His hand slides up from my hip, until it has cupped my tit as he massages my breast, causing my heart to beat a little faster as my eyes start to flutter.

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