first day. Your nipples got hard against your shirt and I looked down at your tits and got an erection. I’m forty-six, Mack, I don’t spontaneously get hard anymore. But looking at you? Thinking about easing into your hot folds? Yeah, I’m hard right now just talking about it. Mack, I love your body. It’s not perfect, but whose is? You know what? I hate my legs. Seriously, my abs and arms are good, but my legs have always been too skinny. I can’t bulk them up no matter what I do. I’m telling you this so you know that we all have hang-ups about our bodies.”
Dax took a deep breath and pushed hard on his erection. Fuck, he was hornier than he could remember being in a long time.
“I wish you could see how hard I am listening to you talk about how you sleep nude. Fuck, woman. Thinking about you spread out on my sheets, naked as the day you were born, you have no idea what that visual is doing to me. I swear to Christ, if you aren’t ready, I’ll be as good as a choirboy. You aren’t a tease. You’re about as far from a tease as any woman I’ve ever met. You say exactly what you’re thinking all the time. You let it all hang out. I never have to guess what you’re thinking. That’s my favorite thing about you. Seriously. So please, come over tonight. Stay the night. Sleep naked in my bed, in my arms. If we make love, we make love. If not, it’s okay. We’ll get there when we’re both ready and not a moment before.”
Dax waited a beat and when Mackenzie didn’t respond, he said, “Mack?”
“My family wants to meet you.”
Dax laughed again. “See? You don’t hold anything back. And I want to meet them too, sweetheart.”
“But it’s weird. My mom called last night and browbeat me for twenty minutes until I agreed to bring you over next week for dinner.”
“Okay. That sounds good.” Dax let Mack talk, let her work through his words at her own speed.
“My mom likes flowers; you’ll have to get her some. Don’t let Mark and Matthew badger you into saying anything you’ll regret later.”
“No one bullies me into saying anything I don’t mean, Mack. No one.”
She finally worked herself back around to his earlier words. “I want you to touch me. I want you inside me, Daxton. I’ve dreamed about it too. My vibrator has had more action since we’ve been seeing each other than it’s ever had before…and I’m not ashamed to admit that’s saying something. I lie in bed naked at night wishing you were next to me, but not knowing how to make that happen. If I asked you to stay, I’d feel like a slut. Hell, not a slut, it’s not like I put out…at all…but it’d be weird. But I swear, just about every night I get myself off thinking about you.”
Dax sighed in relief. He’d gotten what he wanted. Loving the thought that she’d gotten herself off while thinking about him, but knowing he couldn’t go down that road while he was working, he changed the subject. “You want me to pick you up tonight, or will you meet me at my place?”
“Will you pick me up?”
“Of course. I’ll be there around five thirty. Will that give you enough time to get home and get ready after work?”
“Yeah.”
“Okay, I’ll see you then. And Mack…no pressure. Okay?”
“No pressure. I’ll see you later, Daxton.”
“Later, sweetheart.” Dax hung up the phone and smiled, not knowing how he’d make it through the rest of the day. It was bad enough he woke up with a hard-on every morning, but he didn’t want to walk around the Ranger Station as he was right now.
Dax put his head back on his office chair and tried to think about something other than Mack naked in his bed.
Chapter Nine
Mackenzie shifted nervously and turned to face Daxton. “Thanks for dinner. It was delicious.”
“You’re welcome. You’re easy to cook for. You eat anything I make, no matter how awful it is.”
“That’s not true. I didn’t eat the rolls you made that one
Dax took a deep breath and pushed hard on his erection. Fuck, he was hornier than he could remember being in a long time.
“I wish you could see how hard I am listening to you talk about how you sleep nude. Fuck, woman. Thinking about you spread out on my sheets, naked as the day you were born, you have no idea what that visual is doing to me. I swear to Christ, if you aren’t ready, I’ll be as good as a choirboy. You aren’t a tease. You’re about as far from a tease as any woman I’ve ever met. You say exactly what you’re thinking all the time. You let it all hang out. I never have to guess what you’re thinking. That’s my favorite thing about you. Seriously. So please, come over tonight. Stay the night. Sleep naked in my bed, in my arms. If we make love, we make love. If not, it’s okay. We’ll get there when we’re both ready and not a moment before.”
Dax waited a beat and when Mackenzie didn’t respond, he said, “Mack?”
“My family wants to meet you.”
Dax laughed again. “See? You don’t hold anything back. And I want to meet them too, sweetheart.”
“But it’s weird. My mom called last night and browbeat me for twenty minutes until I agreed to bring you over next week for dinner.”
“Okay. That sounds good.” Dax let Mack talk, let her work through his words at her own speed.
“My mom likes flowers; you’ll have to get her some. Don’t let Mark and Matthew badger you into saying anything you’ll regret later.”
“No one bullies me into saying anything I don’t mean, Mack. No one.”
She finally worked herself back around to his earlier words. “I want you to touch me. I want you inside me, Daxton. I’ve dreamed about it too. My vibrator has had more action since we’ve been seeing each other than it’s ever had before…and I’m not ashamed to admit that’s saying something. I lie in bed naked at night wishing you were next to me, but not knowing how to make that happen. If I asked you to stay, I’d feel like a slut. Hell, not a slut, it’s not like I put out…at all…but it’d be weird. But I swear, just about every night I get myself off thinking about you.”
Dax sighed in relief. He’d gotten what he wanted. Loving the thought that she’d gotten herself off while thinking about him, but knowing he couldn’t go down that road while he was working, he changed the subject. “You want me to pick you up tonight, or will you meet me at my place?”
“Will you pick me up?”
“Of course. I’ll be there around five thirty. Will that give you enough time to get home and get ready after work?”
“Yeah.”
“Okay, I’ll see you then. And Mack…no pressure. Okay?”
“No pressure. I’ll see you later, Daxton.”
“Later, sweetheart.” Dax hung up the phone and smiled, not knowing how he’d make it through the rest of the day. It was bad enough he woke up with a hard-on every morning, but he didn’t want to walk around the Ranger Station as he was right now.
Dax put his head back on his office chair and tried to think about something other than Mack naked in his bed.
Chapter Nine
Mackenzie shifted nervously and turned to face Daxton. “Thanks for dinner. It was delicious.”
“You’re welcome. You’re easy to cook for. You eat anything I make, no matter how awful it is.”
“That’s not true. I didn’t eat the rolls you made that one
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