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Mac was tired, not that he would ever say that to anyone, it wasn't his place to complain or give up. This was just a bit of fatigue and he needed to fight it off to spend some time with Peyton. Now if there was one thing getting him through the week it was his date with her. He supposed he could call it that, they were intimate together, seeing

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Her eyes closed, anticipating the feel of him pulse against the back of her leg as his lips moved down her back. She breathed heavily, waiting eagerly to feel that sharp stab of his cock entering her and pushing in deeply. All she wanted was to get off on the pleasurable pain that came with each hit he made to the top of her insides.

Moaning loudly, she mumbled his name. "Harder.." she gasped. "Mac..harder."

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That's all the encouragement he needed. Putting a bit more pressure on her back so she was lower to the bed he started to rut into her. His lips by her ear he kissed any piece of skin he could find as he let the animal in him come out. His hand slid down her body and down between her legs to find her clit, he wanted to drive her crazy, to see how many times he could get her off before she begged him to stop.

"Is this what you want?" He rasped in her ear.

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Grunting with each take, Peyton sighed into another loud wail in reaction to his follow through. No one would have guessed that the proper Brit down in the morgue had a penchance for rough play, but she did. And only with him.

"No." she stalled, inhaling sharply as her eyes squeezed shut and she bit down on her bottom lip. "Now I want it faster." she breathed.

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The smile that touched his lips was almost evil as she told him what she wanted. With a low growl he pushed her shoulder down on to the mattress and raised himself up so he could get more leverage and speed as he pounded into her. He forced himself deep, enjoying the sight of her slender body shaking under his thrusts. A tilt of his hips and the head of his cock was rubbing insistently at her g-spot.

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The moment he hit the right spot, she was over the edge, her body tightening under his body and exploding into a rush of breathless gasps as she fought for air. Her fingers went white as she clung to the sheets so hard they came off the corners of the mattress.

"Fucking..bloody...hell!" she screamed loudly, finally able to catch enough to convey the magnitude of her orgasm.

Before she could even gather herself, another one ripped through her, stealing all the life from her. Muscles contracted around him like a vice, coercing him into near perfect nirvana with her.

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That scream, the way her body arched up and reacted to him touched something deep inside of him. Instead of stopping he continued to thrust inside of her, forcing past the clenching and clamping muscles to help her ride through her orgasm and prolong it for as long as he could.

He was breathing heavy now, watching her through half opened eyes as he grabbed her hips and held her still. The more she tightened around him the more he wanted to give in but he fought hard to control himself. Biting the inside of his cheek he let the brief flash of pain ground him enough to keep going. Kissing up her spine he started giving her rough, brutal thrusts, slamming into her before pulling nearly all the way out and slamming back in.

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She trembled forcefully under him, her head spinning as she tried to assemble thoughts through the colors that pierced the blackness under her lids. The multiple orgasm had drained her, but left her revelling in the afterglow all the same. He had such a talent in making her feel spoiled. Especially during sex like this.

A flash of heat coursed through her, his lips adding to the fire she felt both inside and out. As soon as the erotic pain started again, she grunted. That sound of skin slapping on skin was mesmerizing and it locked her into position to come apart again and again.

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As he felt her climax time after time he began to focus on his own release. Breathing hard through his nose he kept up the demanding pace, speeding it up just a little bit in order to reach that point of delicious friction and pleasure that would finally push him over the edge.

His head tipped back and he closed his eyes for only a moment, focusing on the pleasure that was pooling in his stomach and beginning to overwhelm him. A few thrust more and he was spilling into the condom, groaning and panting her name as his hips thrust and jerked erratically into hers while his fingers gripped her hips. When he was finally sated, he started to slow down, putting brief kisses all over her back as his hips slowed.

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She heard his breathe quicken, the low vibration of his moans that caused an independant surge that touched deep down inside her. His breathe quickened, his grasp tightened and she knew by his movement that he was there. That feeling caused her to smile.

She reached up behind her, taking one of his hands as she slowly straightened up onto her knees. Her breathing was still quick, her heart racing as she wrapped one arms around her middle, then the other and let her head rest back against his shoulder as she ran her nose against his jaw, placing sweet, small kisses along it and then on his cheek.

"You make me so happy, Mac." she confessed against his skin.

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His head was still swimming when she straightened up against him and it took him a moment to register the new position. His arm wrapped around her middle, holding her securely as her lips traveled over his face, soft and sweet against his skin that felt touch starved for some reason he couldn't place.

Turning his head he caught her lips in a very slow, sensual kiss, his hand moving over her stomach. Rubbing in lazy circles as he pulled back to smile at her and gaze up into her eyes. "Do I?"

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Inevitably, she would say the words, but she honestly didn't think now was the time. Maybe it was too soon or maybe she was just worried that by saying them, he wouldn't return the sentiment for fear that she would leave again. She knew how she felt and for now, she would hold onto that, because the words she did speak were nothing short of real and honest.

With her lips still barely touching his, she looked deeply into his eyes and nodded. "Very much." she whispered, kissing him again with an intense affection.

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When she spoke, he smiled. Like he often did when she appeared or he heard her voice. It was an instinct and one he use to fight against until she won him over. Kissing her solidly, he slowly lowered them down on to the bed, on their sides, him spooning up behind her, holding her close and tight.

Pulling back for air he brushed hair away from her face and smiled once more. "You make me very happy too, Peyton. Very happy."

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These were the moments that she prayed for no interruption. She wanted to stay like this with him for awhile longer if they could. The time they could share like this was few and far between, but when they could get the time, she savored every last second.

Slipping her hand down his thigh, she smiled back up at him. "Good."

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The only interruption was when he pulled back slowly to get rid of the condom. Immediately he pressed back against her and started to rain kisses down on her shoulder and shoulder blade. Closing his eyes he just held her and touched her, making sure she was real, that this wasn't some sort of cruel nightmare masquerading as a dream. That he was going to wake up alone as soon as the phone rang.

His thumb rubbed over her knuckles as he fell silent, like he always did. "We're exclusive. You and I, with each other." It wasn't a question, though he probably should have turned it into one. However he didn't run the risk of her questioning it.

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She wrapped her arms around his, securing him to her. That was the way she liked it. She held onto these moments every day they were off doing their own things, not because they wanted to, but because that was what they did.

Peyton couldn't help but swallow the swell of emotion that had formed when he said the words. To her, there was no one else in the world she wanted to be with. He was her match and there was no question in her mind that her heart belonged to anyone other than him.

Squeezing her hand warmly around his arm, she looked up over her shoulder and nodded. "Exactly how I want it to be." she returned, one eye waiting to see him open his so she could convey the honesty she spoke. "Yours only."

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There was nothing more exciting and rewarding then to hear her say that she was his. When she looked over her shoulder he lent forward and kissed her gently, one hand going to her hair, combing his fingers through it as he smiled against her mouth.

"I'm yours," he murmured in response.