dressed I went downstairs in search of him. The house was very quiet. Since it was relatively empty, my footsteps echoed off the walls as I padded barefoot from one room to the other.
“Mack?” I called into the emptiness but didn’t get a response. I opened the kitchen door and stepped outside. I heard music coming from the detached garage several feet away, so I made my way across the stone path to the open door.
“Mack?” I hollered again and stuck my head in and looked around. That’s where I found him leaning over the open hood of his Ford Shelby, wearing a white T-shirt and jeans. He straightened, stepped backward, and used the bottom of his shirt to wipe his brow, his delicious rippled abdomen in full view briefly before the shirt was dropped back into place.
“Right here,” he answered as he reached in his back pocket and grabbed a hand towel, then used it to wipe the grease smudges on his forearms. His black hair was tousled as if he’d just gotten out of bed and didn’t bother to do anything with it. The morning stubble on his jaw gave him a roughness that was very sexy. I swallowed the drool threatening to seep from the corner of my mouth and shifted my focus around the garage where I saw a total of three cars. A black pickup truck, the red Ford Mustang GT he used for racing, and the vintage black Ford Shelby, but the red definitely stood out among the black cars.
“Morning,” I said as I stepped into the garage and walked over to get a better look around. I weaved my way through the cars and equipment while staring around the space with my mouth agape. I thought my family’s garage was well stocked, but this place was impressive with mounted racks from the ceiling, an alignment machine, a four-post lift, and an entire wall covered with everything one could ever need to work on a car.
“Wow,” I breathed. It was clear where he’d spent most of his time during the month since he’d moved in. His house was barely furnished; however, the garage was fully stocked. “Ouch,” I yelped as I stubbed my toe on something heavy and solid on the floor. Before I could reach down to soothe the hurt Mack was instantly in front of me and lifting me up, and at the same time shoving aside items on the countertop.
“What are you doing in here with bare feet?” he scolded me as he sat me down on the elevated surface and lifted my foot to inspect the damage. When he seemed satisfied that my injury wasn’t serious, he placed a soft kiss to my sore toe. Heat gathered in the pit of my belly, and the muscles between my legs clenched. He gave me a wicked grin that said he knew exactly what he’d done before lowering my foot. He parted my thighs and stepped between them and wrapped his arms around me. He smelled of motor oil mixed with a hint of tobacco, and I breathed him all in. He ran his nose up the side of my neck and inhaled me too. With the tip of his tongue, he licked the area of skin at my pulse before lightly biting down. I threw my head back, exposing more of my neck to him.
“Sail” by AWOLNATION began playing through the mounted speakers on the wall. I slid my hand under the back of Mack’s T-shirt, craving the feel of his hot skin. My body ached for him, even though it had only been a few hours since he was last inside of me. He lifted my legs, and I wrapped them around his waist as he pushed up the hem of my shirt, exposing my black lace bra. With quick fingers, he undid the clasp in the front and my breasts fell free. I gasped as he sucked my nipple into his mouth while massaging the other breast. I ran my fingers through his hair and held him close, loving the feel of his tongue swirling and teasing me, before he pulled the tight point between his teeth causing me to cry out. He repeated the same delicious torture to my other nipple as I moaned his name. The loose skirt I was wearing fell away from my thighs making my matching black lace thong visible. Mack slid his fingers along the edge of
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