Harm's Seduction

From Part 5:

“Oh, you’re goto pto pay for that Marine.” Before she could respond he flipped her over and started tickling her. She let out a girly scream when she realized his intent, fighting back in between bounds of laughter.

“That wasn’t very nice, Mac.” He was stronger than her but her constant wiggling kept him from zeroing in on any specific target.

“The look…..on…your face…was…priceless.” She struggled to get out between laughs.

Part 6:

It didn’t take long for their wrestling to$t}rn half hearted and only served as an excuse to touch each other. Harm’s shirt came un-tucked and Mac used the opportunity to run her hands over his abdomen and lower back. Their laughter soave ave way to moans of pleasure as tickling turned to caressing.

Their lips met in their most passionate kiss yet. Both were on the verge of losing control as there tongues dueled side by side. Mac released the remaining buttons on his shirt and it parted like the Red Sea. She slowly ran her hands from his abdomen up his chest and back down again, marveling at finally being about to touch him like this.

Harm was trying to get himself back under control but she wasn’t making it easy for him. He brought his hand back underneath Mac’s shirt in an attempt to distract her. It worked, as soon as his hand was on her bare skin her movements halted as her body was assaulted with a new wave of warmth. He caressed her waist and stomach slowly moving his hand upward with each movement.

Her center ached as his hand moved upward. Mac’s breathing was increasing and she was forced to break the kiss to try and catch her breath. Harm immediately assaulted her neck not giving her a chance to recover. His fingers were dancing at the swell of her breast and he swore he heard her whimper. She moved her hands up his chest and over his shoulders underneath his opened shirt hugging him closer to her.

The shirt was coming off his shoulders and as a result was hindering the movement of the arm that was currently residing underneath her shirt. Frustrated he withdrew his hand and quickly removed his shirt throwing it blindly across the room. Somewhere in the back of Mac’s head warning bells were going off.

‘Taking off clothes was never part of the plan for tonight,’ she thought and was beginning to get concerned about what that might mean. Her concern was quickly diminished however when his hand returned to her body and fully cupped her breast.

Mac cried out and instinctively bucked her hips toward his, rubbing his erection with her thigh. It was hard as steel and another wave of wetness flooded between her legs at that revelation. She ran a hand behind his neck and into his hair; bring his head up to her lips where she claimed another kiss. She kissed him desperately, searching for a way to ease the ache in her body that was quickly becoming unbearable.

As Harm’s hand massaged her breast and his fingers pinched her nipple as he awkwardly pushed her shirt up with his forearm. He broke away from her lips to again kiss her neck, but made a direct path down to her chest. He moved past her shirt that was now pushed up enough to expose her breasts to his gaze.

Years later he would still remember the word ‘perfect’ going through his mind to describe her half naked state. Harm wasted no time in attacking a nipple with his mouth. He was like a starved man feasting at an all-you-can-eat buffet.

Mac was making the most wonderful little noises he could ever remember hearing. He stole a peek at her face and saw that her eyes were closed and her head was thrown back in ecstasy. She was biting her lower lip in an attempt to keep from crying out. The sight was almost too much for him. He couldn’t help rotating his erection into her thigh. The fact that he couldn’t stop himself only seemed to turn her on more as she tightened the hand still in his hair as the other traveled over his back.

Harm moved his lips to kiss all around her breast but when he got to the upper portion her shirt kept getting in the way.

“Raise your arms up, Mac.”

It didn’t even cross her mind to question the purpose of this move though she quickly found out when her shirt joined his somewhere across the room.

‘Oh well, his shirt was already off, why should mine matter?’ Mac was trying to reason. She was however starting to question the turn of events of tonight. She had just planned on kissing Harm while pretending to watch a movie, ‘How in the hell did we end up in my bedroom half-naked?’ She wondered.

Harm’s mouth had returned to her breast and his hand was caressing the other. He was playing her body like he flew tomcats, with ease, grace, and a steel determination to be the best.
‘Well, as long as our pants stay the rest of our cloths shouldn't matter,’ she convinced herself.

He moved his hand from her breast and caressed down her waist, over her hip to her thigh. Harm lifted it slightly, bending her knee and moved his hand underneath her shorts running his fingertips along her panties’ seam. This brought another moan from Mac as her center fluttered and the throbbing increased.

She tugged Harm’s head up away from her breast and claimed his lips again. Her hands were moving all over his exposed skin, from his hair, to his chest, around his back, and down his arms. This caused Harm to moan into her mouth and he subconsciously made firmer strokes with his hips against her thigh.

Harm managed to get two fingers underneath Mac’s underwear and moved them around her ass closer to the apex between her thighs. She bent her knee more and rotated her hips closer to his own, giving him easier access to her dripping sex. Mac was aching to be touched. When he reached his target they both groaned at the contact, breaking their kiss.

He ran his fingers along her outer lips amazed at how wet she was. He couldn’t help but imagine what it would feel like to be buried in that wetness as he himself was aching to be touched. Harm nibbled on her ear and whispered, “Please touch me, Mac.” He brought one of her hands to rest over his erection and at the same time penetrated her core with one of his fingers. Their bodies shuttered ther her at the intimate contact.

Mac instinctively gripped his erection through his pants stimulating him, though she didn’t think it would be possible for him to get harder than he already was. Harm added another finger to her core marveling at how her walls seemed to clinch around him, bringing him deeper inside her. Moans and sighs of pleasure were coming continuously from both of them.

Harm felt a draft a split second before intense pleasure shot through his entire body. He realized that Mac had skillfully unbuttoned his pants and brought his zipper down without his knowing. She had quickly snaked her hand under his boxers and started rubbing small circles at the head of his dick in an attempt to smear his pre-cum around the full mushroom head and down his shaft.

Mac couldn’t help herself, she had to touch him. She came to the conclusion that, tonight would have to be completed one way or another. Truth be told, she was having trouble remembering why they couldn’t have sex tonight. But, she knew making decisions in the heat of the moment had gotten her into trouble in the past so she was going to trust herself and trust that she had good reasons for her decision. It was apparent to her though that they had gone too far not to give their bodies the release they both desperately craved.

Harm wanted nothing more than to thrust into her hand until his body uncoiled and released what had been denied to him since Renee left. Sure he had masturbated, but there was just something about a woman’s touch and it was ten times more powerful when that woman was Sarah MacKenzie. He had to stop her very talented hand and soon or tonight’s mission was going to go down the tubes. But he couldn’t very well beg her to touch him one minute and then turn around and beg her to stop. He had to be out of range….an idea was forming and the more he thought about it the more it appealed to him. He kissed his way down to her chest and captured a nipplighlightly nibbling.

“I bet you taste so good, Sarah.” Harm didn’t even recognize his own voice. He was slightly breathless and even he could detect the desperation in his tone. He continued working his fingers in and out of her drawing more moans of pleasure. He slowly started trailing kisses down her body and succeeded in pulling his erection out of her hands. He signed in relief and once again focused all of his attention on her.

Mac’s stomach did a little flip-flop at his words and before she knew it he was trailing kisses down her body. She had always fantasized about Harm going down on her and the reality of it actually happening was almost too much for her to bear. She didn’t even notice that his dick was no longer in her hand. Her body was hypersensitive and every touch of his lips sent an electric current of pleasure straight between her legs. Harm was tracing his tongue over her belly button when he withdrew his fingers from her center. This time he was certain that Mac whimpered in disappointment.

He stopped what he was doing and looked up at her face. When she looked down at him he brought his hand up to his mouth and licked his still wet fingers.

“Mmmm…..I was wrong, you taste amazing.”

Mac’s eyes glazed over with lust. She had to hand it too him, he was good. She had always suspected as much, but thinking it and experiencing it were two separate things. She didn’t have the ability to form a reply.

Luckily Harm didn’t need one; he simply grinned and resumed kissing her stomach at her waistline. He brought both his hands to her shorts and slowly started tugging them downward, kissing very new inch of exposed skin.

Mac’s hips lifted of their own accord and before she knew it her shorts and panties were given the same treatment as their shirts earlier. At his gentle nudging she spread her legs to give him access to her core. Her th cth came in short gasps when she felt his lips tickle her inner thigh, moving upward at an intolerable pace. She arched her back and scooted her body down the bed trying to help him reach his goal faster.

TBC