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earnest, moving my face lower
toward the base of his cock with each motion.
    He tasted manly and
clean. I felt a bit of slick moisture come from the end of his cock and stopped
to lick it away with my tongue.
    "Penny..."
he said, his voice breaking.
    I sucked for
another minute until he abruptly thrust me away before gently lifting me to my
feet and crushing me against him. He smoothed my hair away from my face as he
kissed me, one hand squeezing my bum.
    "Mac!" I 
moaned his name, pressing myself fully against him, moving to my tiptoes so I
could slide his beautiful cock inside me.
    "My
imagination didn't do ye justice."
    "You've thought
about me?" I asked, surprised at his admission.
    "From the
first moment I heard yer voice. Nonstop after I saw yer picture."
    "Me, too."
    He stopped all
movement, his cock touching the entrance of my womb, but not moving in or out.
"Ye've thought about me? Like this?"
    I nodded. "I
know I shouldn't. You're my boss and--"
    Mac growled and
suddenly brought my legs up to his sides, so that he could fit himself inside
me. Though I was tall and a not a small girl, he held me as easily as if I were
nearly weightless.
    I wiggled to show
him how anxious I was, but he didn't move.
    "Mac!"
    "Are you sure
you want me to make love to you?" he asked, the head of his cock moving
provocatively against my clit, rousing my desire to a fever pitch, though he'd
already made me come once. 
    "Yes, Mac. I
want you to make love to me."
    He eased himself
into me and I gasped at his size. Then I closed my eyes and reveled at the
fullness of him inside me.
    I was aware of his bulging
muscles in his arms and his chest tightening as he lowered us to the chaise,
his cock still inside me. Twisting so that my knees were on the chaise, I
started moving him and and out of me while locking gazes with him.
    His deep breathing
quickened and a few moments later, he tensed inside me and his fingers stopped
kneading my bum. I knew he was about to spill his seed, and he did a moment
later.
    He held me in place
and I felt him pulse inside me. When he was finished, he leaned back, sated,
though he kept his hands on me.
    "Heaven. Pure
heaven," he said, kissing me on the tip of my nose.
    Once our breathing
had returned to normal, he met my gaze with his dark one.  "Ye're magical,
Penny. Truly ye are."
    I smiled and kissed
his mouth. As our kiss deepened I was shocked to discover that I wanted him
again. Suddenly I felt him grin.
    "As much as
I'd like to oblige ye, it's going to take a while to recover," he said
with a wry chuckle.
    "Not a
problem," I told him.  "I'm happy right where I am," I said,
though I felt Mac getting hard against my thigh. So much for recovering, I
thought wickedly.
    The thought was
quickly dashed by a sharp pain in my shoulder.
    "Wow! That
really hurts!" I bit out, but strangely Mac made no comment. When I moved
slightly, I felt another stabbing pain in my shoulder that actually caused me
to cry out.
    That's when I
realized I was alone on my chaise, with one hand down the front of my jeans and
one arm thrown over the back of the chaise.
    With a wry shake of
my head, I got up and headed for the shower.
     
    Past Perfect
    The postcard from
Mac arrived several days later. I was so busy trying to get a last minute job
finished, that I almost forgot about our phone conversation.
    The odd thing about
the postcard was that it was inside an envelope so I had to open it before I
could actually see it. It seemed to me like overkill, but I was used to that
sort of meticulousness from Mac. He was nitpicky without being anal. I liked
that about him as I was sort of the same way, but to a lesser degree.
    When I ran out to
my mailbox to retrieve it, I didn't open it right away because I still had to
finish up a resource-intensive article, and if I stopped now to look at Mac's
postcard, I was sure it would prove to be too potent a distraction.
    I put the envelope
to the side and finished my assignment. Once I hit send, I
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