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TYSEN

“Ican’t wait to crawl into bed,” Maci says as I lead her into the house. We’ve spent more time at my parents’ than expected, probably because the two got along so well and proceeded to oh and ah over my baby pictures for hours on end. I’d have been irritated if it weren’t for the fact that she came hot and heavy with a flick across her clit. Maci has exploded easily for me before, but add in her pregnancy hormones, and it’s ten times faster and hotter.

“I’ll grab us a couple of bottles of water and meet you upstairs.” I squeeze her hip and start to veer toward the kitchen.

“I’ll be in the shower. Someone made my leggings a mess,” she says teasingly.

“I didn’t see you complaining,” I toss over my shoulder. Maci laughs in response as her footsteps carry her through the hallway leading to the stairs. When I purchased my condo, it was with the intention of it being a starter home. I knew one day, I’d find a woman, settle down, we’d eventually grow out of it and need a place with more room. The way Maci talks about this place, though, I don’t see it happening anymore. I mentioned the lack of yard in our late-night talks while she was curled up beside me in bed. Her reply back was that there are plenty of parks, and a bigger home doesn’t mean a bigger love. She also added more value to her point because the community we live in comes with a pool and walking trails. Plus, Maci straight up said she loved the floor plan and design, though it could use some color because it is a bit lacking in that department. I threw my head back and laughed. I didn’t need a lot. I wasn’t about the frills Mom tried to foist on me when I moved in, but if Maci wants that, she can have it.

A few minutes later, I’ve got two bottles of water in my hand and am thumbing the lock to the garage door, turning the light off, and following my woman’s lead and head upstairs. My cock lengthens beneath my pants. I’ve yet to have Maci in the shower, and it’s about time I rectify that. After I took her hard and rough last night, cleaned her up, and proceeded to eat her again, she passed out. I didn’t bother suggesting she crawl out of bed to shower. The only thing I did was help her slide beneath the sheets then did a quick rinse off for myself. When I joined her, she curled her warm body into mine, and I had to tell my cock to knock it the fuck off.

The damn thing is always hard where Maci is concerned. Add in the fact she’d been naked with her skin pressed to mine, and I had to count backwards from one hundred multiple times.

“Maci, you’re not in the shower yet?” I cross the threshold. The water isn’t running, the bathroom light isn’t on, and I don’t see her near the bed. My eyes scan the room, and I realize the closet doors are open. I’m thinking she found out what I had taken care of while we were at my folks’ place. I drop the bottles of water on the nightstand, toe off my shoes, bend down to discard my socks, and then pull my shirt over my head before dropping it on the same pile.

“Tysen, what did you do?” I hear from the closet, making me move to get to her faster. There’s a tone to her voice I’m not sure I’ve heard before, and I really hope I didn’t fuck up.

“Took care of things so you wouldn’t have to worry about it. The guys went to your parents’, packed everything up, and brought it back here, and your mom unpacked it all but the few boxes that havedon’t touchwritten on them.” When I texted the group chat, giving them the news, my damn phone wouldn’t stop pinging. I’d gotten through the congratulation texts, one right after the other, when Asher activated Lennon, and by the time we were in the car, she’d been added to the women’s group text, and they’d been chatting it up ever since. The last thing I ran by them is right in front of me. I didn’t want to cut short our day and have Maci coming home to be put to my work. Since I’d snagged Frank’s phone number before we left, I made a quick call to make sure everything would roll into motion. Clearly, it did, and they got shit done way before we left my parents’ house to head home.

“But how? Why?” Her questions go unanswered when I see what she’s wearing, or the lack of what she’s wearing. Maci is completely naked, standing there with a look of shock on her face, and it doesn’t go unnoticed when she presses her thighs together to stave off the desire trying to take ahold of her. “Tys?” I lick my lips, about to drop down to my knees, lift one leg over my shoulder, and fuck her with my mouth again.

“They all came through while we were at my mom and dad’s. The guys have the code to the house. The girls would have helped, too, but since two out of three of them are pregnant, one with twins, the other a bit further along than you are, and I know Kennedy and Trent are actively trying, they hung back,” I lay it all out for her. Our group of friends that will drop whatever they’re doing to help another out, who welcomed Maci with open arms.

“I’m never going to be able to repay you for everything you’ve done for me, but I can try.” She drops to her knees, legs spread, moisture coating her pussy and the inside of her thighs. I’m between a rock in a hard place, watching and not participating. Maci’s tits bounce with each movement, her nipples pebbling so tightly, I know I could drag my tongue across, and she’d come undone. Her deft hands go to the button on my jeans, easily pulling it open and sliding the zipper down an inch.

“Babe.” My hands clamp down on hers. The head of my cock already pops out in the open, precum coating the tip and more than ready for her hot mouth to take as far and deep as she can.

“What?” she asks huskily.

“This isn’t tit for tat, yeah?” I make it known that she doesn’t have to service my dick because I did something for her. I’ll take her up on the offer she’s willing to give as long as she’s aware of how I feel.

“I know. I want to do this.” My hands drop from hers, then the rasp of the zipper echoes in the closet. She pulls my cock out of my jeans; I prefer to not wear anything beneath, and it’s come in handy as of recently.

“Have at it, Mac. Do your worst.” My eyes gaze down at what she’s doing. One hand wraps around my length, slowly moving up and down, while the other cups my balls. Her thumb glides across the tip, coating me with my wetness.

“I’m still not going to swallow.”

“You will for me.” My hand cups the back of her head, fingers tangling in the long strands, and that’s when she licks the underside of my cock. She does the same to each side, her hand grasping my length, holding it, and moving closer. I should have thought about moving this to the bedroom, sitting my ass on the chair to make it easier for her. Every thought of doing that fades away when she wraps her mouth around the head, sucking on it, swallowing the precum that continues to drip from me. I look down just as she looks up. Maci has a look on her face, one that has me sliding my thumb across her cheek. I continue watching as her nostrils flare, her lips are stretched near their limit, and the hunger takes over.

“You want help, or do you want to do it?” She shakes her head at first and then nods. It’s then I notice her thumb is spinning her ring. I pull out of her mouth. The loud pop reverberates in the walk-in closet, further getting me hot under the collar, but she’s nervous, and I won’t let that happen when I can fix it. Fuck, I’d fix anything in the world for her.

“Why’d you stop?” I close my hand over hers, stopping her strokes.

“Mac, you don’t have to do this. I don’t want you uneasy. This is about pleasure, not only for me but for you as well.” Her thighs rub together. Clearly, she’s turned on, so it’s something else.

“I’ve, umm, just never swallowed before, and I want this to be right. I’d have probably done it in the hotel, except you had other plans.” Fuck, my cock contracts in her hand, liking that I’ll be the first to come down the back of her throat.

“This gift you’re giving me, it’s one that means something to you and to me.”

“I know, and that’s why I want to try. Will you guide me?” She places her hands on my thighs and starts to move forward.

“Yeah, babe, I will.” My hand moves through the soft strands of her hair then cups the back of her head again. “Wrap your mouth around the tip, just like you did before.” Maci does so without pause. I try my best not to sink myself further. “Take as much as you can and go as slow as you need to,” I tell her even though it’s nothing but sheer torture. My hand stays steady, my body rock solid, and I watch as more of my length disappears into her hot mouth. Maci really starts getting into it, and I keep giving her the directions she needs, “Cup my balls, just like you did in the hotel.” I see her squirm, moving her legs to keep her hunger at bay. I’m about to tell her to use her fingers to get herself off when she wraps her hand around my dick again, this time holding it at the base, twisting it in a way while she bobs up and down. She’s a vixen, working with what she has, and I’m her willing participant.

“Fuck yeah, look at my woman taking my dick so good.” Her eyes are watering, her breathing is deep, her cheeks are flushed, and there’s drool dripping down her chin. She drops her hand away from my length, allowing me to rock my hips more, being careful not to go too deep too fast.

“Hmm,” she moans. The vibration nearly pulls my orgasm out of me. I clinch my jaw, lock my knees, and breathe through it.

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