Page 22 of Sideline Sweetheart
Bryce
Once we reach my bedroom,I set Mackenzie on her feet and toe off my shoes while she does the same. Our hands work furiously to rid each other of our clothes. I’ve wanted Mackenzie since the moment I saw her, wanted to touch and taste every inch of her. Now with her standing in front of me covered only in scant pieces of lace, the sight of her makes my mouth water and has my cock straining to be released from the confines of my boxer briefs.
My eyes trail the length of her body. “My god you are even more beautiful than I imagined.”
Mackenzie takes a step forward, the backs of her fingers skating over my abdominal muscles. “Are you saying you’ve been thinking about getting me into your bed?”
I wrap my arm around her waist and drag her body flush against mine. “Since the day I walked into your office. Now, what do you say we make it a reality?”
“I’d say it’s about time.”
I pick her up, climb onto my king size bed, and then lay her in the middle. I stretch my body out over hers, my hand skating from her ankle to the sweet spot between her thighs. I dip my finger inside her and Mackenzie arches into my touch as I move in and out of her. “I wanted to take my time with you,” I say as I add a second finger stretching her to accommodate my size. “But seeing how wet you are and feeling the way, you’re gripping my fingers, I’m not sure it’s going to be possible.”
Mackenzie’s fingers grip the comforter as I increase my pace and curl my fingers to hit her g-spot. “Bryce, oh god, I…” Her voice trails off as her body goes rigid and her core clamps down on my fingers.
“Don’t stop baby, ride it out,” I say as her juices coat my fingers. I kiss my way up Mackenzie’s body as she begins to relax, a sated smile on her face. “Damn, if you aren’t even more beautiful when you come.”
She loops an arm around my neck, her fingers finding their way into my hair as she catches her breath. “That was amazing, Bryce, but I want more than your fingers.”
Her confession brings a smile to my face, and I nuzzle into her neck. “Good, because after watching you fall apart, taking my time with you will have to wait until later.” I pull out of her arms and strip out of my boxer briefs and reach for the condom on the bedside table. My eyes find hers as I stroke myself. Mackenzie bites her plump bottom lip, and my dick jumps as I roll the condom into place. I settle between her legs, and she sucks in a sharp breath as I rub the tip through her wetness.
“Stop teasing me,” she says as I lower my body over hers and line my dick up with her entrance.
“Beautiful and demanding,” I say as I push the tip inside her before capturing her mouth and thrusting fully into her. Her body arches into mine and I swallow her moans as I still to lether body stretch to accommodate my size. I pull my lips from hers. “You good, baby, because I need to move.”
“Yes, please,” she says as I pull out and thrust back inside her gently a few times setting a rhythm her body agrees to. Mackenzie shifts her legs to wrap them around me, blue eyes meeting mine. “Bryce, I need more, faster, I won’t break.”
I pick up the pace, and Mackenzie’s heels dig into my ass, trying to take me deeper. I shift positions, unwrapping one of her legs from around me, I push it toward her chest changing the angle and she screams my name. “Is that what you needed, baby?”
“Yes! Sweet, mercy, Bryce, don’t stop.”
“Not even thinking about it, baby,” I say as I drive into her faster and harder than before. Her perfect tits bounce with each thrust as the headboard taps out our rhythm against the wall.
Mackenzie shifts her other leg from around me, placing her foot flat on the bed to change the angle once more. “Bryce!” she screams and I know from the tremors building inside her she’s close.
“I know, baby,” I say as I feel my balls begin to tighten, pushing me to get her to her climax. “Give it to me, baby. Come for me.”
Mackenzie succumbs to my demand and falls over the edge into ecstasy, taking me with her moments later as I find my release. I collapse on the bed and gently pull out of her as I wrap her in my arms as we struggle to catch our breath.
Mackenzie snuggles into me, her hand dancing over my stomach. “That was…”
“Worth a repeat performance?”
“Oh, there will definitely be a round two,” she says, her hand dipping lower.
I chuckle and kiss the top of her head, while catching her hand. “Give a guy time to recover.” I climb out of bed and walk tothe bathroom to dispose of the condom and retrieve a washcloth. Returning to the bedroom, I gently clean her up and then toss the cloth on the bedside table. I get back into bed and lay on my side facing her. “Can you stay, or do you need to get home?”
Mackenzie grins. “Bryce Coban, are you asking me to stay the night?”
My hand finds her hip, and I feel her shiver as I caress down her thigh. “I’m giving you the choice, but I’d very much like it if you stayed.”
She moves closer and kisses my chest. “How can I possibly say no,” she says before draping her leg across mine. The heat from her core has my dick stirring as I pull her into my chest making her aware of how much I want her to stay. “Mmm, looks like someone is ready for round two,” she says, her hips moving to coat my dick in her slick heat.
“Woman,” I say turning on my back and dragging her on top of me. “You are going to be the death of my resistance.”
“Oh, I certainly hope so,” Mackenzie says grinning from ear to ear as she simulates riding me.
I reach for a condom and hand it to her watching as she tears it open and rolls it into place. My hands find her hips and she lowers herself onto my cock. Mackenzie’s head tips back, her hair falling in a red waterfall down her back. A deep groan escapes her once she is fully seated. “I could stay like this all night.” I thrust up into her and another moan escapes her. “Or not,” she says as she plants her hands on my stomach and begins to ride me.
