* I don’t own anything, they belong to CBS and anyone who has rights to CSI:NY. Mac and Stella belong to each other. :D
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I think the story could have turned out much better than this. Sorry if I made this a crappy work. I think the plot doesn't live up to its title... I think I'm losing my touch. :(
Anyway, rate and comment please.
Comments are highly appreciated so please don't hesitate to tell me what you think of the story. :)
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Previously:
“Let’s get out of here. We can still go out and get dinner.” Mac gently grabbed her wrist and guided her out of the crowded club. ”
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As they stepped out on the curb, Mac looked around for some good places to eat.
Turning around the corner, they noticed a small, quiet, outdoor restaurant with only a few customers. As they approached the restaurant, the waiter seated them on a table in the far corner of the lot.
“I’ll just have some coffee. Thanks.” Said Stella as she handed the menu back to the waiter.
“You’re not hungry?” asked Mac, “I thought you hadn’t eaten dinner yet?”
“Yeah, I haven’t. I guess I just don’t feel hungry anymore.” She replied with a smile.
“Come on, Stell. You’ve gotta eat something. Have some pasta ”
Mac was concerned with her health. He hated it when she missed her meals at work and now, she’s not going to eat anything.
“I really don’t feel hungry, Mac.”
“She’ll be having some Fish and Chips.” He told the waiter.
“Alright, sir. I’ll eat, I’ll eat.” She giggled like a little girl because of Mac’s persistence.
The waiter went on his way and left them alone.
Mac stared at Stella’s glorious face and took in all its intricate details. He was lost in the beauty of her beautiful sun-kissed skin and her fragrant, bouncy curls.
“Mac, you with me?” Stella had been talking for a while and Mac was having none of it.
“Uhh.. Yeah. Sorry, I was just distracted.” He felt his cheeks blush and he tilted his head down to hide it. “What were we talking about again?”
”I was asking you why you never sang in your band. You just stand in one corner and play your guitar.”
“I’m really not much of a singer.” He laughed at what she said as if it were a joke.
“Come on, Mac. You’ve got a great voice. It’d be a shame to let it go to waste.”
“I really don’t sing well. I think it’s best I stick to my guitar.” They both chuckled.
Their waiter arrived carrying their food and drinks.
“Enjoy your meal.” With that, the waiter went on his way.
They had a quiet dinner; neither of them talked the whole time, they simply wanted to enjoy each other’s company.
Underneath the table, Stella’s legs were crossed and her toes were touching Mac’s calf. Unknown to her, what she was doing was arousing Mac. She was unconsciously rubbing her foot against his calf – and to him, it seemed like she went higher and higher as she continued to caress his leg.
Feeling his jeans grow tighter, he shifted in his seat every once in a while to relieve himself.
“You alright, Mac?” Stella asked innocently.
“Uh, yeah.” He replied and cleared his throat. “Are you done?” he asked almost impatiently.
“Yeah.” she said as she pulled her purse close to her.
“Hey, I got this, Stell.” Mac pulled out some random bills from his pocket and left their payment on the corner of the table.
He stood up and hung his jacket on his left arm in front of him so as to cover his crotch.
They walked over back to the club where Mac parked his truck and they drove to Stella’s apartment.
As expected, traffic in the streets of New York was restless even at night.
Stella had dozed off because of the long drive. She leaned her head against Mac’s shoulder and made herself comfortable beside him.
While waiting on a red light, Mac turned on the radio and browsed through the stations.
He felt Stella’s curls brush up against neck and ear. He listened to her slow, deep breaths.
“God, please… Not now.”
This adorable woman being so close to him now, feeling her warmth against his arm, was giving him another erection.
As if things couldn’t get any worse, Stella repositioned herself and her hand fell on his inner thigh, dangerously close to his member.
“You have got to be kidding me.” he muttered under his breath, feeling himself grow harder.
“Think of other things, let your thoughts drift away from here and now.”
To distract himself, he decided to sing along to the song on the radio.
His voice slowly crept into Stella’s head and gently woke her up.
Not wanting to ruin the moment, she stayed still perfectly still and smiled to herself while listening to his song.
Her eyes wandered off to her hand that was on Mac’s thigh.
“Oh, somebody’s happy to see me.” she thought to herself, noticing Mac’s bulging pants.
“If I do this now, there will be no turning back. Maybe I should talk to him about my feelings first?”
Stella debated in her head what she should do.
“Should I kiss him? Should I wait until I invite him to come up for coffee later? Should I do anything at all?”
She made her decision.
“Live for the moment, Stella.” she told herself as she started to make her move.
She started planting light kisses on Mac’s neck, making him almost jump out of his seat.
“Uh, Stell… What are you doing?” he asked, almost choking. Her kisses were sending shivers down his spine.
She didn’t answer. She went on nibbling on his ear and finally kissing his lips when they stopped for yet another red light.
“Are you sure about this?” Mac asked.
“Why do you need to ask so many questions, Mac?” she replied with obvious annoyance.
He couldn’t answer her. He looked at her with a straight face; breathing heavily.
“Yes, I am very much sure that I want to do what I am doing now,” she stated. “Happy?”
He nodded his head.
“I’m sure you’ll be happier after I’m done with you, Mac.”
She lowered her head to Mac’s crotch and undid his belt and unzipped his pants.
“I – I don’t think we should be doing this now,” he stammered in protest.
Stella ignored him and went on with the deed anyway.
Mac found it hard to concentrate on the road.
He drove the truck erratically; all the other cars honked their horns and shouted at him in anger.
“Hey, watch it asshole!” shouted the man in the car next to them.
They finally arrived at Stella’s apartment. Mac wiped the sweat off of his face and zipped up his pants before getting out of the vehicle.
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Stella led him to her apartment and practically dragged him into her bedroom.
She pushed him on the bed and straddled him, placing her legs on either side of him and brushing her hips against his.
She leaned in closer to his face and whispered, “Mac, I love you. I love you so much.”
“Oh god, Stella. For years, I’ve been feeling the same way but I was too afraid to tell you. I was afraid that you didn’t feel the same way.”
Stella crushed her lips against Mac’s and started undressing him.
As soon as he was completely naked, Mac flipped her over on her back and undressed her.
His hands explored every inch of her body, making her moan in ecstasy.
In one swift motion, Stella was on top of him once again; doing everything she could to make him feel like he was in heaven.
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Stella was now laying in his arms; Mac still panting due to exhaustion.
“Let me go get you a glass of water.” Stella laughed at his labored breathing.
“No, Stell. I’m okay.” Mac kissed her forehead and tightened his hold on her. “I just wanna know one thing.”
“Hmmm?”
“What made you aggressive tonight?” he asked. “I’m not complaining or anything. I’m just curious, what made you suddenly jump me tonight?”
“As funny as it sounds, Mac,” she started. “I was turned on because I heard you sing.”
“Hahaha. No, seriously?” he thought she was kidding.
“Really, Mac. That’s why I so eagerly came on to you tonight,” she replied with utmost seriousness.
Mac stared at her in disbelief.
“I’m not kidding! If you hadn’t been singing to the radio. Nah, never mind. I still would’ve jumped you anyway even if you weren’t singing,” she let out a loud laugh.
“Oh really? And why’s that?” he asked her with a challenging tone.
“Cause I noticed that somebody was very happy to see me.” She gave him a sly wink and climbed on top of him once again.
“Oh, that. That was all your fault by the way.” He held her on her hips and sensually caressed her skin.
Stella leaned down and kissed Mac on his mouth once again. Then, she trailed down to his neck and chest, leaving wet kisses all over his torso.
“Looks like someone’s standing up to attention again.” she felt Mac’s erection rise against her sheath.
Mac immediately took action; he laid Stella on her back and pinned her arms over her head and made love to her once again.
~End
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I think the story could have turned out much better than this. Sorry if I made this a crappy work. I think the plot doesn't live up to its title... I think I'm losing my touch. :(
Anyway, rate and comment please.
Comments are highly appreciated so please don't hesitate to tell me what you think of the story. :)
--
Previously:
“Let’s get out of here. We can still go out and get dinner.” Mac gently grabbed her wrist and guided her out of the crowded club. ”
--
As they stepped out on the curb, Mac looked around for some good places to eat.
Turning around the corner, they noticed a small, quiet, outdoor restaurant with only a few customers. As they approached the restaurant, the waiter seated them on a table in the far corner of the lot.
“I’ll just have some coffee. Thanks.” Said Stella as she handed the menu back to the waiter.
“You’re not hungry?” asked Mac, “I thought you hadn’t eaten dinner yet?”
“Yeah, I haven’t. I guess I just don’t feel hungry anymore.” She replied with a smile.
“Come on, Stell. You’ve gotta eat something. Have some pasta ”
Mac was concerned with her health. He hated it when she missed her meals at work and now, she’s not going to eat anything.
“I really don’t feel hungry, Mac.”
“She’ll be having some Fish and Chips.” He told the waiter.
“Alright, sir. I’ll eat, I’ll eat.” She giggled like a little girl because of Mac’s persistence.
The waiter went on his way and left them alone.
Mac stared at Stella’s glorious face and took in all its intricate details. He was lost in the beauty of her beautiful sun-kissed skin and her fragrant, bouncy curls.
“Mac, you with me?” Stella had been talking for a while and Mac was having none of it.
“Uhh.. Yeah. Sorry, I was just distracted.” He felt his cheeks blush and he tilted his head down to hide it. “What were we talking about again?”
”I was asking you why you never sang in your band. You just stand in one corner and play your guitar.”
“I’m really not much of a singer.” He laughed at what she said as if it were a joke.
“Come on, Mac. You’ve got a great voice. It’d be a shame to let it go to waste.”
“I really don’t sing well. I think it’s best I stick to my guitar.” They both chuckled.
Their waiter arrived carrying their food and drinks.
“Enjoy your meal.” With that, the waiter went on his way.
They had a quiet dinner; neither of them talked the whole time, they simply wanted to enjoy each other’s company.
Underneath the table, Stella’s legs were crossed and her toes were touching Mac’s calf. Unknown to her, what she was doing was arousing Mac. She was unconsciously rubbing her foot against his calf – and to him, it seemed like she went higher and higher as she continued to caress his leg.
Feeling his jeans grow tighter, he shifted in his seat every once in a while to relieve himself.
“You alright, Mac?” Stella asked innocently.
“Uh, yeah.” He replied and cleared his throat. “Are you done?” he asked almost impatiently.
“Yeah.” she said as she pulled her purse close to her.
“Hey, I got this, Stell.” Mac pulled out some random bills from his pocket and left their payment on the corner of the table.
He stood up and hung his jacket on his left arm in front of him so as to cover his crotch.
They walked over back to the club where Mac parked his truck and they drove to Stella’s apartment.
As expected, traffic in the streets of New York was restless even at night.
Stella had dozed off because of the long drive. She leaned her head against Mac’s shoulder and made herself comfortable beside him.
While waiting on a red light, Mac turned on the radio and browsed through the stations.
He felt Stella’s curls brush up against neck and ear. He listened to her slow, deep breaths.
“God, please… Not now.”
This adorable woman being so close to him now, feeling her warmth against his arm, was giving him another erection.
As if things couldn’t get any worse, Stella repositioned herself and her hand fell on his inner thigh, dangerously close to his member.
“You have got to be kidding me.” he muttered under his breath, feeling himself grow harder.
“Think of other things, let your thoughts drift away from here and now.”
To distract himself, he decided to sing along to the song on the radio.
His voice slowly crept into Stella’s head and gently woke her up.
Not wanting to ruin the moment, she stayed still perfectly still and smiled to herself while listening to his song.
Her eyes wandered off to her hand that was on Mac’s thigh.
“Oh, somebody’s happy to see me.” she thought to herself, noticing Mac’s bulging pants.
“If I do this now, there will be no turning back. Maybe I should talk to him about my feelings first?”
Stella debated in her head what she should do.
“Should I kiss him? Should I wait until I invite him to come up for coffee later? Should I do anything at all?”
She made her decision.
“Live for the moment, Stella.” she told herself as she started to make her move.
She started planting light kisses on Mac’s neck, making him almost jump out of his seat.
“Uh, Stell… What are you doing?” he asked, almost choking. Her kisses were sending shivers down his spine.
She didn’t answer. She went on nibbling on his ear and finally kissing his lips when they stopped for yet another red light.
“Are you sure about this?” Mac asked.
“Why do you need to ask so many questions, Mac?” she replied with obvious annoyance.
He couldn’t answer her. He looked at her with a straight face; breathing heavily.
“Yes, I am very much sure that I want to do what I am doing now,” she stated. “Happy?”
He nodded his head.
“I’m sure you’ll be happier after I’m done with you, Mac.”
She lowered her head to Mac’s crotch and undid his belt and unzipped his pants.
“I – I don’t think we should be doing this now,” he stammered in protest.
Stella ignored him and went on with the deed anyway.
Mac found it hard to concentrate on the road.
He drove the truck erratically; all the other cars honked their horns and shouted at him in anger.
“Hey, watch it asshole!” shouted the man in the car next to them.
They finally arrived at Stella’s apartment. Mac wiped the sweat off of his face and zipped up his pants before getting out of the vehicle.
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Stella led him to her apartment and practically dragged him into her bedroom.
She pushed him on the bed and straddled him, placing her legs on either side of him and brushing her hips against his.
She leaned in closer to his face and whispered, “Mac, I love you. I love you so much.”
“Oh god, Stella. For years, I’ve been feeling the same way but I was too afraid to tell you. I was afraid that you didn’t feel the same way.”
Stella crushed her lips against Mac’s and started undressing him.
As soon as he was completely naked, Mac flipped her over on her back and undressed her.
His hands explored every inch of her body, making her moan in ecstasy.
In one swift motion, Stella was on top of him once again; doing everything she could to make him feel like he was in heaven.
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Stella was now laying in his arms; Mac still panting due to exhaustion.
“Let me go get you a glass of water.” Stella laughed at his labored breathing.
“No, Stell. I’m okay.” Mac kissed her forehead and tightened his hold on her. “I just wanna know one thing.”
“Hmmm?”
“What made you aggressive tonight?” he asked. “I’m not complaining or anything. I’m just curious, what made you suddenly jump me tonight?”
“As funny as it sounds, Mac,” she started. “I was turned on because I heard you sing.”
“Hahaha. No, seriously?” he thought she was kidding.
“Really, Mac. That’s why I so eagerly came on to you tonight,” she replied with utmost seriousness.
Mac stared at her in disbelief.
“I’m not kidding! If you hadn’t been singing to the radio. Nah, never mind. I still would’ve jumped you anyway even if you weren’t singing,” she let out a loud laugh.
“Oh really? And why’s that?” he asked her with a challenging tone.
“Cause I noticed that somebody was very happy to see me.” She gave him a sly wink and climbed on top of him once again.
“Oh, that. That was all your fault by the way.” He held her on her hips and sensually caressed her skin.
Stella leaned down and kissed Mac on his mouth once again. Then, she trailed down to his neck and chest, leaving wet kisses all over his torso.
“Looks like someone’s standing up to attention again.” she felt Mac’s erection rise against her sheath.
Mac immediately took action; he laid Stella on her back and pinned her arms over her head and made love to her once again.
~End
