The Jaded: Reclaim Me Part 26

This doesn't surprise me, but it still p.i.s.ses me off because my father knows how much it must hurt Jaxon. It's like he's gloating to Jaxon. It makes me want to hunt him down and rip his d.a.m.n d.i.c.k off and shove it down his throat so he can't have any more babies with that hoe bag Cara.

"He was fine after a while, but I know it still bothers him," Bailey says after a few minutes. "I also know that having Amari helps as well."

"I still hate that he does that to Jaxon. He knows d.a.m.n good and well what it must do to him. He just doesn't care. He's a selfish p.r.i.c.k."

Bailey and Chris both nod in agreement. We lapse into silence. I'm almost asleep when a huge shadow blocks the sun. I open my eyes and see an upside down, shirtless Mac looming over me with a big grin on his face. The only thing he has on is his navy blue board shorts. My mouth immediately becomes dry, and my heart does a pitter-patter at seeing his beautifully built chest. He squats down and lowers his mouth to give me an upside down kiss. His tongue and lips linger, sending a warm shiver racing through me, before leaning back on his heels.

"Come swim with me," he says quietly.

I look over and see Chris lounging on her stomach. Bailey is with Jaxon with her arms wrapped around him from behind while he mans the grill. Andrew is nowhere to be seen.

"Okay." Mac helps me up from the blanket, and I slip off my shorts. I hear Mac groan behind me once my shorts are lowered, and I glance over at him. What I see in his eyes brings moisture between my legs. His eyes are running up and down my body with such intense s.e.xual desire.

I clear my throat to get his attention. When he looks at me, there is no regret for being caught ogling me. He sends me a c.o.c.ky smile.

Men.

He turns his back to me and says over his shoulder, "Hop on."

I walk up behind him, wrap my arms around his neck, and give myself a little jump to bring my legs around his waist. He puts his hands underneath my upper thighs to help keep me on his back and starts walking forward.

An evil little grin forms on my face. I lean forward and bring my lips to the back of his neck and start licking and kissing. His skin is salty from sweating, but I've never tasted anything so good.

I feel his hands tighten on my thighs before he says in a warning voice, "Mia..."

"What?" I murmur innocently after sucking and leaving a very impressive hickey on his shoulder.

"You know paybacks a b.i.t.c.h right?" he asks as he continues to walk.

"Suck it up, baby." I use my tongue and leave a wet trail from the crook of his neck up to his ear, where I whisper to him, "That's what this is. Payback from earlier." I take his ear lobe and suck it into my mouth.

"f.u.c.k," he hisses and falters a step. "You don't stop and we'll be arrested for indecent exposure, because I sure as s.h.i.t will take you right here,"

I chuckle in his ear and reach down with one hand to start running my hand up and down his chest and flicking his nipple with my nail.

"Arrest me, Mac. I'd love for you to use your handcuffs on me," I whisper in his ear.

"s.h.i.t, Pix," he groans. "You've got to stop, or we're never going to make it to where we're going."

"Where are we going?" I ask against his neck.

"You'll see," he says evasively.

Intrigued by his answer, I glance up to see we're just beyond the clearing and have entered the woods. I know exactly where he's going when he takes an immediate right, heading back towards the lake. I give off a squeal and bounce on his back when he stops us at a short cliff that drops off to the water.

I kiss the back of his neck before jumping down and walking to the edge. The water is deeper here. I turn to Mac, who is watching me with a smile on his face. He's leaning against the tree that has the swing attached to it. We used to come here all the time and swing from that rope and free fall into the water. I would get on his back and he would swing us out as far as he could, and we'd plunge into the warm water.

"Can we?" I ask excitedly. I feel like a kid again. The feeling is unusual for me, but I love it. I haven't felt this carefree in years. Mac always has a way to bring out the silly and goofy in me.

"You know it." He sends me a wink and unwraps the board that's attached to the long rope and turns his back to me once again.

"Climb aboard, my lady."

I walk up to him, and for the second time that day, hop onto his back. I'm surprised my face hasn't split in two from the huge grin on my face. This is so exciting. I've always loved jumping with Mac.

"You ready?" He asks, looking over his shoulder at me.

I give him a hard peck on his lips, pull back, and nod my head. Mac walks us back a couple of steps and lifts one foot to put it on the board. He steps up on the board with his other foot, which releases our hold on the ground, and off we go. I squeal and yell as we glide over the water. The wind whips my hair and my grip on Mac tightens. Right as we reach the highest point over the lake, I let go of Mac and scream as I fly through the air and land feet first in the water.

I bob to the surface, just as Mac hits the water. I sputter and laugh, having the time of my life. When Mac makes it to my side, I yell, "Let's do it again!"

We get out and jump three more times before I finally get my fill. When Mac reaches me this time, he pulls me into his arms for a kiss. It's hard to stay steady and upright in the water since neither of us can touch the bottom. We both kick our feet to keep afloat as we kiss.

After a few minutes, we break apart and make our way over to the little hidden alcove directly below the swing. It recedes into the cliff, giving us plenty of privacy. It's more shallow so we're both able to touch the bottom. I bring my body flush against Mac's and bring my lips to his.

"Thank you," I tell him against his lips.

"Anything to make my Pix happy."

I feel his warm chest against mine, and my nipples harden. His hard c.o.c.k is against my stomach when I desperately need it against my p.u.s.s.y. With my arms wrapped around his neck, I lift up and wrap my legs around his waist, the water making me weightless. I let out a low moan when his hardness meets my soft and achy core.

I pull my lips from his and rest my forehead in the crook of his neck. Mac has his hands on my a.s.s grinding my p.u.s.s.y against him. I know I need to be quiet because the others could hear us, but d.a.m.n, he makes it hard.

"Mac," I whimper against his neck.

"I know, Pix."

Mac reaches behind my neck and pulls the string that holds my bikini up. My b.r.e.a.s.t.s fall free, and he lifts me slightly so he can pull a beaded nipple into his mouth. I lean back and laze in the water to give him better access. His mouth is warm against my cool skin, and I suck in a sharp breath at the sensations coursing through me. He switches to my other breast and applies the same treatment.

I bring my hand down between us and untie the string on his shorts. I reach inside and pull out his c.o.c.k and start sliding it up and down. He's hard as f.u.c.king steel. When I rub my thumb against the tip of him, he releases a hiss.

"G.o.dd.a.m.n, Mia, I need to be in you, baby."

His lips leave my nipples, and I bring my body back up so it's plastered to his chest. The little bit of hair on his chest scratches against me, and the feeling has me bucking my hips. I let go of his c.o.c.k just long enough for me to move my bikini bottoms aside. I bring the tip of him to my c.l.i.t and rub it back and forth.

f.u.c.k! That feels good.

But it's not enough. After a few swipes, I fit him to my entrance and push down at the same time Mac pulls me to him. Mac slams his mouth down on mine to absorb my cries of pleasure. We seriously need to find better places to have s.e.x. Having to always m.u.f.fle my cries is killing me.

The water around us laps at our bodies as we move against each other. Our lips move apart, but our foreheads rest together. We watch each other with heated eyes as we both move towards the climax of our lovemaking. This isn't the normal fast and impatient s.e.x we've been having. Nothing is rushed about it. We move slowly, enjoying the feeling of the other, never taking our eyes off the other.

When we finally reach our peak together, our lips meet on a soft and sweet kiss. I lay my head against his shoulder as we catch our breaths; Mac's c.o.c.k still nestled in my body.

After a few minutes, I unwrap my legs from around Mac's waist and fix my bottoms, while Mac tucks himself back inside. I turn to him so he can retie my top. Once done, I turn back to him.

He pulls me back into his arms and looks deeply in my eyes, when he says, "I love you, Pix."

My heart stutters at his words. Not because I don't return the feelings or don't want him to love me. I'm just surprised and so happy to hear them. I never thought I would hear him say those words to me again. I've known for a while that I never stopped loving him. How could I when he's been everything I've ever wanted?

I give him a smile and tell him, "I love you too, Mac."

He crushes me to his chest at my words. When he pulls back, there is a whole slew of emotions on his face. Relief, elation, and a hint of surprise are just a few.

"I never thought I would hear you say those words to me again," he says, mirroring my own thoughts.

"I never stopped loving you, Mac. I'm still scared that something is going to come along and mess it all up, but I refuse to let that stop our happiness. I need you in my life, Mac. I never realized how alone I felt until you forced your way back into my life."

"You'll never have that feeling again. Nothing, and no one, will separate us again. You're mine, and I plan to keep you."

His face is serious, but I still chuckle at his barbaric words. G.o.d, I really do love this man.

"We better get back before they send out a search party," Mac mutters.

We find the ledge on the side of the cliff, and Mac helps me climb up, him easily following behind me. We hold hands and walk in silence back to the others.

When we make it back, Ethan and Karyn are here. Nick is here as well. He looks to be moody, if the expression on his face is any indication. It seems like he has a permanent scowl on his face lately. He's off to the side talking to Jaxon and Ethan.

Karyn comes running up to me with a loud squeal.

"Guess what, Mia?" She says, while jumping up and down.

I take a wild off the wall guess just to mess with her. "You're pregnant."

The excitement on her face disappears and disappointment replaces it.

"How did you know? You totally ruined my surprise," she pouts.

Oh s.h.i.t! I didn't see that coming.

"Um...I guessed," I tell her honestly, feeling bad for taking away the good news she was so happy to give. "s.h.i.t, Karyn, I didn't know. But congratulations!"

Mac leans down and kisses my temple, telling me he's going to go talk with the guys. Bailey and Chris come to join our party of burst bubbles.

I reach over and give Karyn a hug. When I pull back, her big grin is back in place.

"Guess what else?" She asks, and then doesn't let me answer. "Never mind, I'll tell you. Don't want you to ruin this one as well. Ethan asked me to marry him, and I said yes!" She jumps up and down laughing. Bailey, Chris, and I watch her with happy grins on our faces. Obviously, Karyn has already told Bailey and Chris while Mac and I were occupied.

"I'm so happy for you both, Karyn! Ethan's a good man and would make a wonderful father and husband. And you're just as special, if not more so." I say the last with a wink at her.

"I know," she says and looks over to Ethan, who is trying his best to avoid Andrew. We all laugh at him and his useless attempts. "I'm so glad I moved here and met him, met all of you."

"We are, too," Bailey says with a hug to Karyn.

Chris steps up, offers her own hug, and says, "I'm so happy for you. You deserve this."

Our happy moment is shattered when we all hear Andrew across the way yell, "Hey, Mia Pia, how was it having s.e.x with Mac in the hidden alcove?"

"Jesus, f.u.c.k, Andrew," Mac says.

"What?" Andrew asks, as if he didn't just inform everyone what Mac and I were doing a few minutes ago.

I roll my eyes at Andrew and yell back, "Wouldn't you like to know."

"Actually, yes I would." Andrew answers. "So, tell me, is he as big as I've imagined?"

Chris, Bailey, and Karyn burst out a laughing. Jaxon has his back turned, but I see his shoulders are shaking. Nick's lips are twitching. When I look to Mac, he has his head thrown back looking up at the sky, as if trying to control his temper.

I decide to play the game a bit longer and give as good as I get. "Oh, Andrew, he's so much bigger than you could have ever thought."

"Okay, that's enough," Mac says, sending a glare in Andrew's direction.

"Thank f.u.c.k," Jaxon mutters. "The last thing I want to hear is about how big Mac is and what he does with my sister.

"What?" Andrew whines in his deep voice, which totally contrasts with the whine itself. "We were just getting to the good part. Mia, come see me later and you can give me all the good details."

"Not happening," Mac says, coming to stand beside me and putting his arm around my waist.

"You suck, Mac."

"No, that would be you, Andrew," Mac deadpans. We all laugh at the two of them.

A little while later, we all sit down on the blankets to eat the hamburgers and hotdogs the guys grilled and have easy conversations. I've missed this so much, and I vow to myself that I'll make sure we all have get togethers like this more often. Just us adults, and our silly antics.

Chapter Twenty-Six.

Mia Her neck...

Wednesday evening the following week, just three days before Mac's parents are set to arrive, has Mac, Trent, and me sitting in the living room watching Once Upon A Time while eating dinner. Mac and I are on the couch, while Trent has his back to us sitting in front of the coffee table. I bribed them into watching the show with me by promising to make them their favorite meal, spaghetti and meatb.a.l.l.s.

I've finished my plate and have been waiting patiently for the past five minutes for a commercial so I can go grab some more. Did I mention spaghetti is one of my favorites as well?

When a commercial finally comes on, I turn to the guys. "I'm going to get some more. Do either of you need anything while I'm up?"

Trent jumps up off the floor like it just burned him, but I think it's probably because he's trying to get out of watching the show, and announces, "I'll get it for you. I'm done and was going to the kitchen anyway."

Thinking that it's incredibly sweet of him to offer to make me another plate, I smile at him and hold my plate out. "Thank you, Trent. Not too much, please."

He walks to me and grabs my plate, all the while avoiding my eyes. He's once again been acting strange today. Trent's been fidgety and even more withdrawn than usual. I tried getting him to loosen up earlier and play a video game with me, but nothing's worked. He comes up with excuse after excuse to stay away from both Mac and me. The only reason he is out in the living room with us now is because Mac forced him to.

When he walks away with my plate, I look over to Mac, who is watching him walk away. Trent rounds the corner out of sight and Mac turns his worried eyes to me. I wish I knew the words to make him feel better, but I know there's nothing I can say. Only Trent can do that. He needs to learn that he can come to his dad.