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Her bikini bottom was drenched by the time he moved to the other breast, gently devouring until she wanted to howl with frustration. Mac’s big hands swept her bare flesh slowly, provocatively as his mouth hungrily sucked it deep.
    His mouth moved lower as he stroked her ribs with his tongue, nipped with his teeth. Callie’s nipples, hard as gems, received the light brush of evening air and puckered even more, making her want, for just a split second, to grab his hair and bring his mouth back where it belonged. But then she was distracted again by the way he bent lower to tease her belly and drag his tongue along the line above her bikini bottom. Mac sent his hands along the sensitive insides of her thigh and finally, finally stroked the seam of her pussy with his fingers.
    “God! Mac!” She choked on the words, sinking her fingers into his hard shoulders, widening her legs for a firmer touch.
    Mac made a rough sound and dipped his fingers into the front of her bikini bottom to stroke her wet flesh. “Damn, Callie.” Acting swiftly, ignoring her gasp of protest, he removed his fingers from her drenched pussy and lifted her legs to spread her across the surface of the wide, tiled edge of the hot tub until she lay there like a randy sea nymph. Mac swiftly untied the strings at her hips and plunged his fingers deep. In and out, his fingers stroked, gathering the moisture there.
    “I love the feel of your cream on my fingers,” he said low as he fucked her slowly, steadily with them.
    Callie’s hips arched as pleasure swamped her. It had been so long since she’d last had sex she was ready to go off like a rocket. Lust curled low in her belly as Mac settled his mouth there to gently nip at her skin.
    He drew his tongue over her, increasing the speed of his sexy finger fucking.
    “Gonna taste that cream soon, honey. Count on it.”
    “Mac, I’m—”
    “Yeah, I’m with you.” Whipping deep, swirling his thumb over her throbbing clit, he killed her, just killed her. Desire knotted hard and then released with the speed of a comet as she came.
    “Not done here, Callie.” Mac kissed her lips then gathered her up and brought her down into the pool. The feel of the water surrounding her only heightened her sexual hunger. Feeling light, buoyant, she wrapped her legs around his lean waist as he carried her deeper and then over to one side of the swimming pool. Callie buried her nose in his chest, breathing him in, loving the feel of her pussy pressed to the hard muscles of his belly. His cock, hard beneath his trunks, prodded her until she held tighter and squirmed against him. It had been so long, so, so long for her and she had to believe the fates had created Mac Moreno just for her. She was suddenly thrilled to pieces she’d waited for him to end her sexual drought.
    When Mac carried her to the side of the pool, he disentangled her legs until they slid down against his. Keeping one arm solidly around her, he reached for a condom sitting there.
    “Looks like you had seduction in mind, Mac,” she whispered.
    “Honey, I’ve had seduction in mind from the first minute I looked at you. Take my trunks off, Callie.”
    Callie settled her hands at his waist and gave his trunks a tug, feeling a momentary drag when the wet fabric caught on his hard cock. Sinking her teeth into her bottom lip, she worked them past the obstruction until his erection sprang free. The trunks forgotten at the sight of all that lovely hardness, she quickly abandoned them to cup his
    thick stalk in her hands. Warm, no, not warm, hot. He was so hot, thick and pulsing with life in the very palm of her hands. Stroking from base to tip and down again to lovingly stroke his balls, Callie barely noticed when Mac finally discarded the trunks and sent them floating off in the other direction. She looked up and saw his eyes were closed, his face a stony mask. “Ah man,” he whispered. “I’m dying for you. I can’t wait.
    It’s been too