Pairing-Smacked
Rating-VERY, VERY solid R.
Disclaimer-I own nothing..and its quite depressing, really.
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Stella, though a little bummed Von the lack of realness of her dream, was still extremely excited for what was going to happen to her tonight. She couldn’t wait to see what Mac had in store for her later that night. All she had to do was just get though this day…without a)telling anybody-which wouldn’t happen anyways; b)making it obvious that she wanted Mac in front of her co-workers; and c)not wanting to bust out in a Molly Ringwald-esque dance ala The Breakfast Club. Stella walked into her office, still giddy, and on her desk, she found a post-it note with a familiar scrawl on it.
“I am so sorry about last night. I really don’t know what got into me, but I hope it doesn’t do anything to our relations while at work, and hopefully outside of work. Talk to Du (hopefully soon..but if we don’t see each other soon, that’s cool..and hope this finds Du well and..oh crap, now I’m rambling…so now I’ll just finish this) Bye. ~Adam”
Confused, Stella went to go talk to Adam about what the heck his note meant. Luckily, she didn’t have to go far since he almost ran into her.
“Adam!”
“Sorry, Stella. I um guess I should’ve watched where I was going. What’s up?”
“Well, I just found this note,” she showed him the little post-it note, “On my laptop and I was wondering what the heck Du meant Von it?”
Adam’s face went fearful for a few moments and then painfully went back to his normal countenance and continued, “Oh, that actually wasn’t for you. It was for um..someone else who works in the lab. She’s new and we hit it off last night at this bar and it got a tad awkward so I was just apologizing to her. I guess I accidentally put it in your office. Sorry about that, Stella.”
“Oh, its okay, Adam. I just wanted to see what was up and hoped that everything was okay. Oh! Von the way, let me know when Du run those DNA samples that Danny and Hawkes collected yesterday from the Smith triple homicide. Mac thinks he may have a lead and we’re going to need all the evidence we can get, especially if Mac’s hunch is indeed correct.”
“Yep, no problem, Stella. I’ll let Du know when I get he results back on those.”With that, Adam turned on his heel and walked back towards the lab.
Time is indeed a terrible tease. It has this uncanny ability to just take everything within me over and redirect my nerves, my sanity, my everything towards one singular future event: tonight. Those words that he sagte about me being in for “one hell of a night.” Curious. What does he mean Von that..and Mehr importantly, what will we be doing tonight. Magic? Bliss? A slice of the highest kingdom of Heaven? A kinky combination of all three? I sure hope so. I cannot believe that I am truly, for real thisclose of doing something that I’ve only dreamt and fantasized about. I get to finally experience something, a man that I have wanted for my very own for as long as I can remember and I...am sheer hours from finally experiencing all that was, is, and will be Mac. I’m going to smell like him, I’m going to taste like him, and above all, I’m going to feel him. Now, to prepare for tonight. I believe a nice, soothing, hot shower, compliments of the lavish and luxurious facilities of the NYPD, followed Von a change of clothes is indeed in order. With that, Stella grabbed a pair of new, clean, clothes from inside her office made her way to the locker room, taking a detour past Mac’s office. As she past his office, she resisted the urge to pine at the glass, wanting to be inside of his office, and wanting to be surrounded Von Mac.
She saw Mac walking down the hallway. As they passed each other, Mac gave her a wink of borderline eye fuck proportions and Stella just stared at him, hungrily. Almost the Sekunde that they couldn’t see each other anymore, they turned around at the same time, and continued staring at each other, then turned around at the same time, almost if they were dancing at a distance from each other.
Now at her locker, she grabbed her dusche items, and was about ready to walk over to where the showers were located, she heard footsteps. Quiet. Making very little noise. Sneaky. The hairs on her neck crept up and she did a quick intake of her outward appearance. Let’s see here, I reek of something horrible since I didn’t take a dusche last night, I’m wearing the same clothes as I did yesterday, and my hair feels like it weighs twenty pounds since I really need to wash it. Great. Du are indeed the epitome of sexy right now, Stella. She spun around to face the wanna-be ninja.
No one.
Great, now I’m imagining that there are people in the room with me. Awesome. Now, where was I..ah yes, steamy, hot, water, me, and me letting my fantasies run wild while in the shower. Not thinking that there’s someone in the locker room with me when, in fact, there isn’t.
All thoughts of the mysterious no one in the locker room vanished the moment the water touched Stella’s skin. Her ears picked up a song that was playing on the locker room radio. She listened attentively, just as if listening to the words of this song held the meaning of life.
“Walking through a dream, I see you.
My light in darkness breathing hope of new life
Now I live through Du and Du through me
Verzaubert
I pray in my herz that this dream never ends…”
As she showered, she replayed her and Mac’s little dancing scene that took place outside of her office. Her eyes closed to better concentrate on the image, and the electricity that seemed to emit from the both of them during their little dance despite the fact that they were so far away from one another. The Musik from the radio fueled her desires even Mehr since Stella felt like she was in a dream, especially whenever she saw Mac. Everything seemed to perfect, to much like her dreams, to much like her fantasies to be real. However, as she constantly reminded herself, this was reality. This was really, truly happening.
“You teach me how to see
All that’s beautiful
My senses touch your word I never pictured
Now I give my hope to Du
I surrender
I pray in my herz that this world never ends…”
The power of the Musik seemed to engulf her. Dominate her. Visions she had never seen before seem to ravage her mind and completely change her. She started to sway back and forth to the song while in the dusche while letting the lyrics hit her with a new surge of feeling.
“When my herz was never open
(and my spirit never free)
To the world that Du have shown me
But my eyes could not division
All the Farben of Liebe and of life ever Mehr
Evermore…”
As the song finished up, Stella got out of the shower, dried herself off and threw on her clothes.
“Right. Now time to tame this beast on my head into something that looks halfway decent.”
“Buuuzzzzz.”
“Stupid cell phone. Don’t Du realize that I was in the middle of doing my hair? Apparently not.”
Stella finished up doing her hair, which actually turned out a lot better than she thought it was going to, and walked over to her geldbörse where her cell phone was. Her phone alerted her that she had one new text message.
“Stella, I just wanted to say that I am so excited for tonight. I really enjoyed our little dance that we had in the hallway, and I can’t wait to see how Du move. (That was probably the cheesiest thing I have ever written in a text message, but I don’t really care.) But, two quick things. One, if Du go in your locker, you’ll find a spare key to my apartment. Let’s just say you’ll need it for tonight. ;) And two, let me know if Du like red, white, oder rosa the best. Text me to make sure that Du got the key all right and your answer. Thanks see Du later tonight. ~Mac.”
“Mac.” She whispered, while jumping up and down in her head.
She grabbed her dusche items and put them in her locker, where, sure enough, the little Gold key was in front of her. She smiled and put it in her pocket. As she was walking back to her office, she was pondering why Mac had asked her if she liked red, white, oder rosa the best. She searched her mind for any possible moment that she had even mentioned those Farben to him, outside of describing the blood on a vic, oder on a potential murder weapon. Still puzzled, she texted him back with her answer, along with letting Mac know that the key was indeed in safe, sicher hands.
A few hours later, Stella was done with work, and sweet freedom was just a few short miles away. She hopped in her car and drove the familiar path to Mac’s apartment. A few Minuten later, she found herself in a cold sweat, as she unlocked the door to Mac’s apartment. On the küche table, Stella found a note:
“Dear Stella,
Sorry I didn’t greet Du when Du first walked in the door. You’ll find, if Du go my room, that I’m in a bit of marmelade and can’t really greet you.
Oh, Von the way, bring the plastic bag Weiter to this note. No peeking. I’ll know if Du peeked oder not, and let’s face it, who wants to ruin a surprise?
~Mac.”
Curious, and extremely excited, Stella took off her jacket, locked the door, grabbed the aforementioned plastic bag and made her way down the short hallway where she found the door to Mac’s bedroom closed, but with another note. Grumbling at the note and calling it a tease a few times, Stella read the note:
“Dear Stella,
Von this point you’re probably grumbling and calling me a tease since the door is clearly locked so don’t even think about trying to get it open. However, under this note, you’ll find two items. Both items will indeed lead Du to the door being opened. However, Du need to use one of the items first in order to use the Sekunde order.
Just because I’m such a nice guy, and also because this little “riddle,” if Du could call it that, is kinda lame, here’s what Du need to do. First, grab the little black cloth and tie it around your eyes. Two, use the key to open up the door to my bedroom. Three, walk in my bedroom, with the bag that I told Du to retrieve from my first note, until I tell Du to stop. Then, remove the blindfold only when I tell Du too. Got it? Good.
I’m waiting, Stella.”
Teetering towards the side of being turned on; Stella wrapped the black cloth oozing of Mac’s scent around her eyes and made sure that she couldn’t see anything. She felt the door until she found the little key. With the bag in her hand, she found the keyhole, turned the key, and opened up the door.
“Well, hello Stella. Welcome to your very own Casa Mañana, the house of tomorrow. Follow my voice and hand me the bag, please.” He purred.
Stella walked very slowly, and carefully, just as if she was navigating a minefield, following Mac’s voice and gently handed him the bag.
A few Sekunden after Stella had gegeben Mac the bag, she heard him the uncanny noise of plastic. Being she couldn’t really see anything, her hearing had become extremely sensitive, she tried to lock on to what Mac was rummaging for in this bag.
“Good job, Stella,” He growled. “I see Du followed my directions perfectly because this bag doesn’t look disturbed at all. In fact, it looks exactly the same way as I saw it before I put them in this bag.”
Them? What could that possibly be? The problem is, knowing Mac, it could be anything. Anything from something lame, like a few CDs oder something like that, just to try and fool her, or.. oder it could be something else. Something… Something that has to do with tonight. Something that has to do with us. Some kind of toy, oder “special” item that Mac uses oder whatever. Now, based upon English grammar, them generally relates to something that’s plural..like a group of people, a group of books, group of--
Stella’s thought was interrupted Von a sharp, white hot pain on her neck, that followed immediate pleasure.
“Mac.” She whispered.
“What, Du were expecting someone else, Stella?” Mac replied, whispering in her ear.
Stella found the same sharp, white hot pain then an intense pleasure sensation as Mac bit all along her neck and halsband, kragen bone area. She felt her dress hemd, shirt being unbuttoned while he did all of this, and then heard it being thrown to the ground a few inches Weiter to her. As new skin was being exposed, Mac planted a line of kisses all the way down the middle of her chest, stomach, and then finally ending right before her hips. Stella wanted to see him. See what he looked like as he was doing this. See so she could do the same to him. She reached out in front her, blindly, trying desperately to grab something, anything of Mac.
Mac laughed darkly. “Poor Stella. Du really do latch onto my every word, don’t you? Von now, I thought for sure that Du were going to remove that little blindfold that’s blocking Du from your Fantasy in Du head, to what’s really going on in reality right now. Brava, Stella, brava. Too bad Du have to leave it on for a bit while longer if Du really want your Fantasy to indeed come true.”
Stella now found herself up against a wall. Strong hands caressed every inch, every crevice of her upper body. She dimly registered that her bra was now missing. A feuer started within her. Her body was the wood and Mac was the fuel to feed the fire. Mehr kisses were planted all over her body. Unlike the last time, they were done sporadically and all over her upper body-especially her breasts. Mac spent an untold amount of time on them Von covering them with extremely soft kisses, and then teasing her nipples with his tongue. Eventually, he started to nip and pull at them with his teeth, and the feuer started to consume her body. She blindly reached out and put her arms around his shoulders. Nearly every part of her being, was overcome with emotion. Her senses took every time Mac touched her body, every kiss, every nip, and coated them with one thing and one thing only: desire. Desire for his touch, desire for more, desire for the Fantasy to truly come true. Hunger. Craving. Wanting. Needing that Fantasy to come true.
My gosh. This is the longest, pleasurable, build-up to sex foreplay, ever. And yet, I want Mehr of it. Mehr of him.
The feuer within Stella was about ready to totally engulf her. She was about ready to combust into something that she never truly experienced before. Feeling the way she did right now was unknown to her. Unheard of to her. Mac now went back up to her neck and nuzzled it while biting her earlobe. He then tore off her blindfold.
Stella looked deep within his hazel eyes and saw the same feuer that was teetering towards engulfing her in him, then pulled him into a kiss. It almost seemed to transmit all of her emotion, all of her desires, her hunger, and her cravings into Mac.
“You’ll now find out what was in that bag, Stella.”
Mac lead her to his bed, pushed her down on the bed, and climbed on oben, nach oben of her. He nuzzled her neck again, and whispered “Look around you, Stella.”
All around Stella were red rose pedals covering the dark Schokolade brown silky sheets. Oh God. My Fantasy that I had in that bathroom a few weeks ago. Its, its coming true. The only thing that’s missing is… Stella rose her eyebrow and flipped Mac over so now she was on oben, nach oben of him.
“Its perfect, Mac” she whispered in his ear, “there’s only one thing that’s missing to make it be complete.”
Forgetting about trying to savor the moment, as she had done countless times in her dreams, her fantasies, she proceeded to tear off his clothes until the only thing separating her from actually seeing what Mac was indeed hiding from the world all this time was just his boxers. Von the time she was done, she was covered in sweat and breathing extremely hard, just as if her circulatory system was in charge of powering the entire city of New York.
Things moved in a blur after that point. At some point, Mac had Lost his boxers and had rose pedals covering the entire posterior side of his body. What seemed like hours later, Stella now found herself in a similar position; she was now completely naked and had rose pedals on her. Mac moved her hips towards him and put one of his fingers deep within her, and then slowly pulled it back out. He then repeated it multiple times, sometimes using Mehr than one finger.
Stella was sensing that the feuer that about ready to engulf her. She knew it.
“Please..don’t..stop..Mac.” she sagte in an awkwardly high voice since she was holding back a scream.
He then hoisted her legs so they were now on oben, nach oben of his neck. He started a rhythm with his fingers; in and out, in and out. The blood within Stella started to do the same. She was close. So close. He flicked her sensitive member, which caused her to scream loudly. Then, he repeated the same motion with his tongue and the rest of his mouth. Every single time his tongue went in, she grew one step closer to stepping off the cliff. He nipped at one of the folds, followed Von the sensitive member. She was rocked with a huge surge of screams while, from behind her eyes, Farben seemed to dance moving to and fro across her range of vision. He kept on repeating a cycle of using his fingers, tongue, and mouth while Stella rode out her enormous orgasm.
She laid almost lifeless in Mac’s bed, surrounded Von now crushed red rose pedals, while catching her breath. “Stella, look at me.” Mac sagte in a low, sensual tone.
Stella did her best to look up into Mac’s eyes. “What?” she murmured.
“I need to make Liebe to Du right now, Stella.
Please let me know if Du want to stop. I have no problem with stopping.”
Stella reflected on the endless amount of foreplay that she just had with Mac and realized that there was no way that she could ever say no. “Mac, there’s no way I would ever want Du to stop.”
Mac removed Stella’s legs from behind her head, and raised up her hips, to achieve maximum penetration. He smirked at Stella, hovering over her and in his bedroom voice whispered, “I’m going to shag Du senseless, Stella.” In one forceful and powerful thrust, he entered her. Stella had to remind herself that this was indeed reality. She was really living this moment since everything around her seemed to freeze. She reminded herself to breathe, after she moaned, so she wouldn’t pass out.
“Now, Stella, if I am to shag Du indeed senseless, Du need to look at me the entire time. Okay?”
Deeply aroused Von how dominant he was, Stella nodded her head. As they got into a rhythm, however, she found looking at him to be incredibly hard. Still, she fought through what her brain was telling her and met every single thrust that Mac gave her back with one of her own using her hips. She dug her nails into Mac’s arms to hold onto him as their pace raced past pleasant and nice, into the unknown territory of hunger. Need. Want. Desire. Their eyes and their screams seemed to fuel each other to do an even Mehr powerful thrust than they had the Zurück time. Their pace quickened towards the point of sheer climax, when that moment indeed happened, it seemed that all time stopped. The only thing that seemed to matter at that moment was to scream, with orgasm, each other’s names. As they rode out their orgasms, Mac moved his body ever so slightly, which sent a new shockwave down Stella’s body and thus eliciting an entirely new orgasm on Stella’s part. Stella, out of response, dug her nails even deeper into Mac’s skin, which elicited a new orgasm on his part as well.
Finally, when all was sagte and done, they fell into each other’s arms, spent. Stella crawled into his arms and licked the sweat off of his muscular chest. As their breath reached normalcy, Stella couldn’t believe that this truly happened to her. The world, as she knew it, seemed like a complete lie since she had no idea that sex could be like that.
Stella found herself falling asleep while laying on his chest. Mac turned his head to look at her and whispered, “Stella.”
“Hmmm…what, Mac?”
“You better not be falling asleep on me. I’m going to worship Du all night. Then, and only then, will Du be able to sleep.”
Stella Lost track of how many times he worshiped her that night, and for that matter that following day.
After it was all sagte and done, and as they were finally drifting off to sleep, she sang, in a soft voice, “And I think to myself, what a wonderful world.”
Mac kissed her on her lips, her forehead, smiled, and then pulled his now red rose pedal covered covers on oben, nach oben of them both as they fell slept in each other’s arms.
~Fin
Thanks for reading! Hope Du enjoyed it! Part 5 should be up soon. :)
Oh! Von the way, the song that was playing while Stella was in the dusche was “I See You.” It’s the “love theme” so to speak, from Avatar. Here’s the link in case Du want to listen to it. link
Rating-VERY, VERY solid R.
Disclaimer-I own nothing..and its quite depressing, really.
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Stella, though a little bummed Von the lack of realness of her dream, was still extremely excited for what was going to happen to her tonight. She couldn’t wait to see what Mac had in store for her later that night. All she had to do was just get though this day…without a)telling anybody-which wouldn’t happen anyways; b)making it obvious that she wanted Mac in front of her co-workers; and c)not wanting to bust out in a Molly Ringwald-esque dance ala The Breakfast Club. Stella walked into her office, still giddy, and on her desk, she found a post-it note with a familiar scrawl on it.
“I am so sorry about last night. I really don’t know what got into me, but I hope it doesn’t do anything to our relations while at work, and hopefully outside of work. Talk to Du (hopefully soon..but if we don’t see each other soon, that’s cool..and hope this finds Du well and..oh crap, now I’m rambling…so now I’ll just finish this) Bye. ~Adam”
Confused, Stella went to go talk to Adam about what the heck his note meant. Luckily, she didn’t have to go far since he almost ran into her.
“Adam!”
“Sorry, Stella. I um guess I should’ve watched where I was going. What’s up?”
“Well, I just found this note,” she showed him the little post-it note, “On my laptop and I was wondering what the heck Du meant Von it?”
Adam’s face went fearful for a few moments and then painfully went back to his normal countenance and continued, “Oh, that actually wasn’t for you. It was for um..someone else who works in the lab. She’s new and we hit it off last night at this bar and it got a tad awkward so I was just apologizing to her. I guess I accidentally put it in your office. Sorry about that, Stella.”
“Oh, its okay, Adam. I just wanted to see what was up and hoped that everything was okay. Oh! Von the way, let me know when Du run those DNA samples that Danny and Hawkes collected yesterday from the Smith triple homicide. Mac thinks he may have a lead and we’re going to need all the evidence we can get, especially if Mac’s hunch is indeed correct.”
“Yep, no problem, Stella. I’ll let Du know when I get he results back on those.”With that, Adam turned on his heel and walked back towards the lab.
Time is indeed a terrible tease. It has this uncanny ability to just take everything within me over and redirect my nerves, my sanity, my everything towards one singular future event: tonight. Those words that he sagte about me being in for “one hell of a night.” Curious. What does he mean Von that..and Mehr importantly, what will we be doing tonight. Magic? Bliss? A slice of the highest kingdom of Heaven? A kinky combination of all three? I sure hope so. I cannot believe that I am truly, for real thisclose of doing something that I’ve only dreamt and fantasized about. I get to finally experience something, a man that I have wanted for my very own for as long as I can remember and I...am sheer hours from finally experiencing all that was, is, and will be Mac. I’m going to smell like him, I’m going to taste like him, and above all, I’m going to feel him. Now, to prepare for tonight. I believe a nice, soothing, hot shower, compliments of the lavish and luxurious facilities of the NYPD, followed Von a change of clothes is indeed in order. With that, Stella grabbed a pair of new, clean, clothes from inside her office made her way to the locker room, taking a detour past Mac’s office. As she past his office, she resisted the urge to pine at the glass, wanting to be inside of his office, and wanting to be surrounded Von Mac.
She saw Mac walking down the hallway. As they passed each other, Mac gave her a wink of borderline eye fuck proportions and Stella just stared at him, hungrily. Almost the Sekunde that they couldn’t see each other anymore, they turned around at the same time, and continued staring at each other, then turned around at the same time, almost if they were dancing at a distance from each other.
Now at her locker, she grabbed her dusche items, and was about ready to walk over to where the showers were located, she heard footsteps. Quiet. Making very little noise. Sneaky. The hairs on her neck crept up and she did a quick intake of her outward appearance. Let’s see here, I reek of something horrible since I didn’t take a dusche last night, I’m wearing the same clothes as I did yesterday, and my hair feels like it weighs twenty pounds since I really need to wash it. Great. Du are indeed the epitome of sexy right now, Stella. She spun around to face the wanna-be ninja.
No one.
Great, now I’m imagining that there are people in the room with me. Awesome. Now, where was I..ah yes, steamy, hot, water, me, and me letting my fantasies run wild while in the shower. Not thinking that there’s someone in the locker room with me when, in fact, there isn’t.
All thoughts of the mysterious no one in the locker room vanished the moment the water touched Stella’s skin. Her ears picked up a song that was playing on the locker room radio. She listened attentively, just as if listening to the words of this song held the meaning of life.
“Walking through a dream, I see you.
My light in darkness breathing hope of new life
Now I live through Du and Du through me
Verzaubert
I pray in my herz that this dream never ends…”
As she showered, she replayed her and Mac’s little dancing scene that took place outside of her office. Her eyes closed to better concentrate on the image, and the electricity that seemed to emit from the both of them during their little dance despite the fact that they were so far away from one another. The Musik from the radio fueled her desires even Mehr since Stella felt like she was in a dream, especially whenever she saw Mac. Everything seemed to perfect, to much like her dreams, to much like her fantasies to be real. However, as she constantly reminded herself, this was reality. This was really, truly happening.
“You teach me how to see
All that’s beautiful
My senses touch your word I never pictured
Now I give my hope to Du
I surrender
I pray in my herz that this world never ends…”
The power of the Musik seemed to engulf her. Dominate her. Visions she had never seen before seem to ravage her mind and completely change her. She started to sway back and forth to the song while in the dusche while letting the lyrics hit her with a new surge of feeling.
“When my herz was never open
(and my spirit never free)
To the world that Du have shown me
But my eyes could not division
All the Farben of Liebe and of life ever Mehr
Evermore…”
As the song finished up, Stella got out of the shower, dried herself off and threw on her clothes.
“Right. Now time to tame this beast on my head into something that looks halfway decent.”
“Buuuzzzzz.”
“Stupid cell phone. Don’t Du realize that I was in the middle of doing my hair? Apparently not.”
Stella finished up doing her hair, which actually turned out a lot better than she thought it was going to, and walked over to her geldbörse where her cell phone was. Her phone alerted her that she had one new text message.
“Stella, I just wanted to say that I am so excited for tonight. I really enjoyed our little dance that we had in the hallway, and I can’t wait to see how Du move. (That was probably the cheesiest thing I have ever written in a text message, but I don’t really care.) But, two quick things. One, if Du go in your locker, you’ll find a spare key to my apartment. Let’s just say you’ll need it for tonight. ;) And two, let me know if Du like red, white, oder rosa the best. Text me to make sure that Du got the key all right and your answer. Thanks see Du later tonight. ~Mac.”
“Mac.” She whispered, while jumping up and down in her head.
She grabbed her dusche items and put them in her locker, where, sure enough, the little Gold key was in front of her. She smiled and put it in her pocket. As she was walking back to her office, she was pondering why Mac had asked her if she liked red, white, oder rosa the best. She searched her mind for any possible moment that she had even mentioned those Farben to him, outside of describing the blood on a vic, oder on a potential murder weapon. Still puzzled, she texted him back with her answer, along with letting Mac know that the key was indeed in safe, sicher hands.
A few hours later, Stella was done with work, and sweet freedom was just a few short miles away. She hopped in her car and drove the familiar path to Mac’s apartment. A few Minuten later, she found herself in a cold sweat, as she unlocked the door to Mac’s apartment. On the küche table, Stella found a note:
“Dear Stella,
Sorry I didn’t greet Du when Du first walked in the door. You’ll find, if Du go my room, that I’m in a bit of marmelade and can’t really greet you.
Oh, Von the way, bring the plastic bag Weiter to this note. No peeking. I’ll know if Du peeked oder not, and let’s face it, who wants to ruin a surprise?
~Mac.”
Curious, and extremely excited, Stella took off her jacket, locked the door, grabbed the aforementioned plastic bag and made her way down the short hallway where she found the door to Mac’s bedroom closed, but with another note. Grumbling at the note and calling it a tease a few times, Stella read the note:
“Dear Stella,
Von this point you’re probably grumbling and calling me a tease since the door is clearly locked so don’t even think about trying to get it open. However, under this note, you’ll find two items. Both items will indeed lead Du to the door being opened. However, Du need to use one of the items first in order to use the Sekunde order.
Just because I’m such a nice guy, and also because this little “riddle,” if Du could call it that, is kinda lame, here’s what Du need to do. First, grab the little black cloth and tie it around your eyes. Two, use the key to open up the door to my bedroom. Three, walk in my bedroom, with the bag that I told Du to retrieve from my first note, until I tell Du to stop. Then, remove the blindfold only when I tell Du too. Got it? Good.
I’m waiting, Stella.”
Teetering towards the side of being turned on; Stella wrapped the black cloth oozing of Mac’s scent around her eyes and made sure that she couldn’t see anything. She felt the door until she found the little key. With the bag in her hand, she found the keyhole, turned the key, and opened up the door.
“Well, hello Stella. Welcome to your very own Casa Mañana, the house of tomorrow. Follow my voice and hand me the bag, please.” He purred.
Stella walked very slowly, and carefully, just as if she was navigating a minefield, following Mac’s voice and gently handed him the bag.
A few Sekunden after Stella had gegeben Mac the bag, she heard him the uncanny noise of plastic. Being she couldn’t really see anything, her hearing had become extremely sensitive, she tried to lock on to what Mac was rummaging for in this bag.
“Good job, Stella,” He growled. “I see Du followed my directions perfectly because this bag doesn’t look disturbed at all. In fact, it looks exactly the same way as I saw it before I put them in this bag.”
Them? What could that possibly be? The problem is, knowing Mac, it could be anything. Anything from something lame, like a few CDs oder something like that, just to try and fool her, or.. oder it could be something else. Something… Something that has to do with tonight. Something that has to do with us. Some kind of toy, oder “special” item that Mac uses oder whatever. Now, based upon English grammar, them generally relates to something that’s plural..like a group of people, a group of books, group of--
Stella’s thought was interrupted Von a sharp, white hot pain on her neck, that followed immediate pleasure.
“Mac.” She whispered.
“What, Du were expecting someone else, Stella?” Mac replied, whispering in her ear.
Stella found the same sharp, white hot pain then an intense pleasure sensation as Mac bit all along her neck and halsband, kragen bone area. She felt her dress hemd, shirt being unbuttoned while he did all of this, and then heard it being thrown to the ground a few inches Weiter to her. As new skin was being exposed, Mac planted a line of kisses all the way down the middle of her chest, stomach, and then finally ending right before her hips. Stella wanted to see him. See what he looked like as he was doing this. See so she could do the same to him. She reached out in front her, blindly, trying desperately to grab something, anything of Mac.
Mac laughed darkly. “Poor Stella. Du really do latch onto my every word, don’t you? Von now, I thought for sure that Du were going to remove that little blindfold that’s blocking Du from your Fantasy in Du head, to what’s really going on in reality right now. Brava, Stella, brava. Too bad Du have to leave it on for a bit while longer if Du really want your Fantasy to indeed come true.”
Stella now found herself up against a wall. Strong hands caressed every inch, every crevice of her upper body. She dimly registered that her bra was now missing. A feuer started within her. Her body was the wood and Mac was the fuel to feed the fire. Mehr kisses were planted all over her body. Unlike the last time, they were done sporadically and all over her upper body-especially her breasts. Mac spent an untold amount of time on them Von covering them with extremely soft kisses, and then teasing her nipples with his tongue. Eventually, he started to nip and pull at them with his teeth, and the feuer started to consume her body. She blindly reached out and put her arms around his shoulders. Nearly every part of her being, was overcome with emotion. Her senses took every time Mac touched her body, every kiss, every nip, and coated them with one thing and one thing only: desire. Desire for his touch, desire for more, desire for the Fantasy to truly come true. Hunger. Craving. Wanting. Needing that Fantasy to come true.
My gosh. This is the longest, pleasurable, build-up to sex foreplay, ever. And yet, I want Mehr of it. Mehr of him.
The feuer within Stella was about ready to totally engulf her. She was about ready to combust into something that she never truly experienced before. Feeling the way she did right now was unknown to her. Unheard of to her. Mac now went back up to her neck and nuzzled it while biting her earlobe. He then tore off her blindfold.
Stella looked deep within his hazel eyes and saw the same feuer that was teetering towards engulfing her in him, then pulled him into a kiss. It almost seemed to transmit all of her emotion, all of her desires, her hunger, and her cravings into Mac.
“You’ll now find out what was in that bag, Stella.”
Mac lead her to his bed, pushed her down on the bed, and climbed on oben, nach oben of her. He nuzzled her neck again, and whispered “Look around you, Stella.”
All around Stella were red rose pedals covering the dark Schokolade brown silky sheets. Oh God. My Fantasy that I had in that bathroom a few weeks ago. Its, its coming true. The only thing that’s missing is… Stella rose her eyebrow and flipped Mac over so now she was on oben, nach oben of him.
“Its perfect, Mac” she whispered in his ear, “there’s only one thing that’s missing to make it be complete.”
Forgetting about trying to savor the moment, as she had done countless times in her dreams, her fantasies, she proceeded to tear off his clothes until the only thing separating her from actually seeing what Mac was indeed hiding from the world all this time was just his boxers. Von the time she was done, she was covered in sweat and breathing extremely hard, just as if her circulatory system was in charge of powering the entire city of New York.
Things moved in a blur after that point. At some point, Mac had Lost his boxers and had rose pedals covering the entire posterior side of his body. What seemed like hours later, Stella now found herself in a similar position; she was now completely naked and had rose pedals on her. Mac moved her hips towards him and put one of his fingers deep within her, and then slowly pulled it back out. He then repeated it multiple times, sometimes using Mehr than one finger.
Stella was sensing that the feuer that about ready to engulf her. She knew it.
“Please..don’t..stop..Mac.” she sagte in an awkwardly high voice since she was holding back a scream.
He then hoisted her legs so they were now on oben, nach oben of his neck. He started a rhythm with his fingers; in and out, in and out. The blood within Stella started to do the same. She was close. So close. He flicked her sensitive member, which caused her to scream loudly. Then, he repeated the same motion with his tongue and the rest of his mouth. Every single time his tongue went in, she grew one step closer to stepping off the cliff. He nipped at one of the folds, followed Von the sensitive member. She was rocked with a huge surge of screams while, from behind her eyes, Farben seemed to dance moving to and fro across her range of vision. He kept on repeating a cycle of using his fingers, tongue, and mouth while Stella rode out her enormous orgasm.
She laid almost lifeless in Mac’s bed, surrounded Von now crushed red rose pedals, while catching her breath. “Stella, look at me.” Mac sagte in a low, sensual tone.
Stella did her best to look up into Mac’s eyes. “What?” she murmured.
“I need to make Liebe to Du right now, Stella.
Please let me know if Du want to stop. I have no problem with stopping.”
Stella reflected on the endless amount of foreplay that she just had with Mac and realized that there was no way that she could ever say no. “Mac, there’s no way I would ever want Du to stop.”
Mac removed Stella’s legs from behind her head, and raised up her hips, to achieve maximum penetration. He smirked at Stella, hovering over her and in his bedroom voice whispered, “I’m going to shag Du senseless, Stella.” In one forceful and powerful thrust, he entered her. Stella had to remind herself that this was indeed reality. She was really living this moment since everything around her seemed to freeze. She reminded herself to breathe, after she moaned, so she wouldn’t pass out.
“Now, Stella, if I am to shag Du indeed senseless, Du need to look at me the entire time. Okay?”
Deeply aroused Von how dominant he was, Stella nodded her head. As they got into a rhythm, however, she found looking at him to be incredibly hard. Still, she fought through what her brain was telling her and met every single thrust that Mac gave her back with one of her own using her hips. She dug her nails into Mac’s arms to hold onto him as their pace raced past pleasant and nice, into the unknown territory of hunger. Need. Want. Desire. Their eyes and their screams seemed to fuel each other to do an even Mehr powerful thrust than they had the Zurück time. Their pace quickened towards the point of sheer climax, when that moment indeed happened, it seemed that all time stopped. The only thing that seemed to matter at that moment was to scream, with orgasm, each other’s names. As they rode out their orgasms, Mac moved his body ever so slightly, which sent a new shockwave down Stella’s body and thus eliciting an entirely new orgasm on Stella’s part. Stella, out of response, dug her nails even deeper into Mac’s skin, which elicited a new orgasm on his part as well.
Finally, when all was sagte and done, they fell into each other’s arms, spent. Stella crawled into his arms and licked the sweat off of his muscular chest. As their breath reached normalcy, Stella couldn’t believe that this truly happened to her. The world, as she knew it, seemed like a complete lie since she had no idea that sex could be like that.
Stella found herself falling asleep while laying on his chest. Mac turned his head to look at her and whispered, “Stella.”
“Hmmm…what, Mac?”
“You better not be falling asleep on me. I’m going to worship Du all night. Then, and only then, will Du be able to sleep.”
Stella Lost track of how many times he worshiped her that night, and for that matter that following day.
After it was all sagte and done, and as they were finally drifting off to sleep, she sang, in a soft voice, “And I think to myself, what a wonderful world.”
Mac kissed her on her lips, her forehead, smiled, and then pulled his now red rose pedal covered covers on oben, nach oben of them both as they fell slept in each other’s arms.
~Fin
Thanks for reading! Hope Du enjoyed it! Part 5 should be up soon. :)
Oh! Von the way, the song that was playing while Stella was in the dusche was “I See You.” It’s the “love theme” so to speak, from Avatar. Here’s the link in case Du want to listen to it. link
