A Kiss From Lucifer (Mac smutfic)

Make-Up Sex is Great...

Mac was gone for nearly the whole day. While he was away, Beth had a lot of time to think about their argument. Maybe Mac just didn't want to be in a serious relationship. She could understand that. Jimmy didn't want to get married, and Mac seemed to be the same. She could respect that. She was hoping that he'd cooled off by the time he got home so that they could talk and she could apologize for...wait, why should she apologize? All she did was suggest that they go on a date! He was the one who freaked out! She took a deep breath. She couldn't think that way. If she wanted to make things work with Mac, then someone would have to keep a level head. And she knew he wouldn't.

Beth was cooking hamburgers on the stove when she heard Mac's truck pull into the driveway behind the house. She sighed, knowing that when he came in, there'd be a lot of yelling.

Mac stormed into the house, bringing with him the stench of alcohol and drugs. Beth lifted one burger and flipped it over, watching steam stream up into the air. She heard Mac go over to the fridge, opening it and grabbing a beer. Without speaking a word to her, he thudded to the living room. The TV flicked on, and some sports game started flooding through the house. Beth took out some buns, ketchup, and mustard and placed them on a paper plate. She decorated her own burger first, then put mustard on his. He didn't like ketchup.

Beth headed into the living room where Mac was nursing his beer and watching football. He didn't say anything as she set the plate on his lap. "I made it the way you like it." She said, smiling lightly.

"I know your game." He muttered drunkly, keeping his gaze fixed forward.

"What game?" She asked, confused. What game was he talking about?

"Don' play dumb, bitch." He growled, clenching his jaw.

"I'm not playing dumb!" Beth snapped, shocked that he'd accuse her of that. "What game am I playing?"

Mac threw the paper plate at the wall, where the burger splattered and fell on the floor. "Ya know, ya fuckin' whore!" He roared. "Yer tryin' to gain my trust so I'll fall in love with ya and let ya free!"

Beth was surprised. He thought she was playing him...

"I'm not playing you." She said softly.

"Bullshit ya ain't!" He roared, his fists clenched at his sides.

"I'm not!" She stated. Though she could see how he'd think that. After all she randomly just started to like the sex out of seemingly nowhere.

"Yes ya are! Quit fuckin' lyin'!" He yelled, and Beth could've sworn the house shook a little.

Beth needed to stop this fighting. Mac could lose his temper so easily since he was drunk. She had to act fast, and she could only hope her idea would work.

She suddenly grabbed the collar of his shirt and tugged him down, planting her lips on his. Mac paused, and Beth knew he was going to push her away. So she desperately grabbed his crotch, rubbing it furiously. His shaft was hardening under the layers of clothes he wore, and at that moment Beth knew she won.

Sure enough, Mac leaned down and grabbed her ass, lifting her up and carrying her to the bedroom. But Beth wasn't thrown into the bed. Instead, Mac set her on her feet. Before she could comprehend what he was planning, he grabbed the wife beater covering her chest and ripped it in two, letting the shreds fall to the floor. Then he grabbed her hips hard enough to bruise, and leaned down to suck her nipples roughly. She moaned, wanting to collapse on the bed and let him take her. But Mac had other plans. His jumpsuit was now off, and the wife beater was being lifted over his head, exposing his broad sexy chest. Then she ripped her own boxers off while he worked his down to his feet. When they were both naked for each other's eyes, Mac leaned down and grabbed her by her thighs, where she jumped up and wrapped her legs around his waist. Before she knew it, her back was pressed against the cold wall, and she was being pushed up. Now Mac's face was right between her legs. He wasted no time in stuffing his face into her heated core. He started sucking, lapping, nipping, and humming relentlessly into her, making her thighs shake with pleasure.