The Raven's Nightingale

#5 Part 3: Rich Parties

The rest of the party was much better and we left the house around one in the morning without me ever meeting Mac's parents. I was absolutely exhausted by the end of the night and almost fell asleep within a few minutes of getting into the limo, my head resting on Mac's arm. I was a bit tipsy after having had a couple more glasses of Champaign during the night. We were in a comfortable silence the entire ride back to Mac's apartment. I felt like I was practically living there at this point. Mac helped me out of the car and up to the room as I was a bit wobbly from all of the alcohol.

"Tonight, was actually not as bad as I thought it was going to be," I murmured to Mac as we stepping into the apartment. "I honestly thought that it was going to be a lot worse than it was. Even with the whole being punched in the face incident, it was still a fun night."

"I am sorry about that..." Mac started but I shushed him with a kiss as he closed and locked the door to the apartment.

"Let's go to bed," I murmured, my eyes half-lidded as I leaned in for another kiss. Mac kissed me back before picking me up so that I could wrap my legs around his waist as he carried me to the bedroom. Mac dropped me on my back on the bed. Mac stripped out of his suit jacket and started to undo his tie as he leaned down and kissed me again. I fumbled with the buttons on Mac's shirt as he helped me to sit up so that he could take my suit jacket off. Whether it was the alcohol talking or if I just really was starting to fall for Mac, but I really wanted this.

He kissed down my chest as he undid the buttons on my shirt, after I had finished undoing his shirt. I just really wanted to mess Mac up, but I think that I was a bit too drunk for that kind of stuff tonight. I don't even know if he likes that kind of stuff anymore anyway. I'd have to ask about it sometime soon, just not tonight. Mac undid the button on my pants and quickly pulled my pants off and threw them on the floor along with my underwear, leaving me with just my white dress shirt on my arms.

"You are so sexy," Mac murmured as he kissed my stomach before moving further down and kissing my penis. I made a contented noise at the back of my throat as Mac took me into his mouth. I shuddered and moaned as Mac sucked and rubbed up the length of my penis. I was just way to hot to take too much foreplay tonight. I gently pushed Mac off of me with my foot before sitting up and kissing Mac as I undid his pants and let them drop to the floor, followed by his underwear. He slipped the white dress shirt off as well be climbing onto the bed with me.

"Take me, no more waiting," I breathed against Mac's face as I kissed the side of his neck.

"You sure?"

"Yeah, just do it."

Mac laid me down on my back on the bed before going straight down to stretch me a bit whispering to me to just be patient for a bit longer as he didn't want to hurt me. When he felt that I was ready he lined up at my entrance, poking me once before sheathing himself completely inside of me with one thrust. I groaned and closed my eyes tightly, fisting my hands in the bedsheets.

"I'm good," I whispered as Mac leaned over to kiss me on my face and neck. Mac nodded and slowly began to move. I quickly got used to Mac's size and began to enjoy myself as he thrust into me and kissed me hard on the mouth. I snaked my fingers into his hair and gripped his head tightly, keeping him close to my face. I bit Mac's lip drawing a bit of blood when one of my teeth scraped a dry patch his bottom lip. I felt Mac throb slightly inside me making my breath hitch in my throat. I felt a tightness in my gut that felt like it was about ready to explode.

"Mac...I'm going to..." I whispered into his ear just as he started to pick up the pace of his thrusts.

"Me too..." Mac whispered as he looked me in the eyes before kissing me hard on the mouth before orgasming into me moments later. Mac started stroking me in the process of this taking me over the edge as well making me dig my nails into Mac's back and shoulder. We both just laid there for a moment, panting. Slowly Mac pulled out and reached around to his dresser to get some tissues. He quickly cleaned me up, and cleaned himself up as best as he could. I was already starting to doze off as Mac pulled the blankets back so that we could get under the covers. I crawled under the blankets and curled up into a ball before Mac got under the covers and wrapped me up in his arms. We both fell asleep in the embrace of the other.

When I woke up the next morning, I was still in Mac's embrace but this time I had a blinding headache that only got worse when I moved my head. Mac shifted around on the bed too, opening his eyes to look at me. He gave me a tired happy smile as he looked at me from where his head rested on the pillow.

"Why do we always do this kind of shit when we are drunk?" I muttered as I held the side of my head, hoping in vain that it would help with my headache.

"Because you get hornier when you're drunk?" Mac suggested with a chuckle as he pulled me closer, cuddling me into his chest. As the sun peeked into the curtains, I felt this weird fluttering in my chest as I looked at the light highlighting Mac's figure in an almost angelic fashion. Fuck. I think that I was falling in love again.