* I don’t own anything. They all belong to CBS and everyone else who has the rights to csi NY. Mac and Stella belong to each other. :D
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Sorry for taking so long to update. My computer crashed so I had to get it fixed first.. Anyway, here's part 7! PLEASE RATE AND COMMENT. THANKS!!
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Previously:
“No! You… I…” her head spun as she tried to make sense of things. “Mac is mine! Do tu hear me Bonasera?! Mine!”
She came closer to Mac and forcefully pulled his face towards her and forced a kiss on his lips.
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The sight of Peyton besar Mac was awful to Stella.
“Mac! What are tu doing?!” Stella was angry now.
“Wha- Why are tu mad at me?” Mac was defensive. “She’s the one who barged in here and forced me to do that!”
“Well, tu didn’t have to kiss her back!” Stella pulled Mac away from Peyton.
The two women were fighting over him.
Stella struck the first blow; she slapped Peyton so hard it made such an ugly sound. Peyton slapped her back.
After that, they started pulling each other’s hair.
“Alright, alright. Girls, stop! Stop!” Mac shouted at the parte superior, arriba of his lungs. He stood between them and the women backed away from each other.
“Have tu no shame?” he asked them; disappointed.
They calmed down and fixed themselves and apologized to each other.
“Work this out among yourselves. I’ll be back in 15 minutes.” Mac walked out of his office to give them some time alone.
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15 minutos later…
“Is it seguro now?” Mac asked sarcastically as he walked in.
“We’ve settled our dispute and we are now ready to talk to you.” Peyton relayed the outcome of their discussion.
“But it’s getting late, let’s discuss this somewhere else.” dicho Stella. “How about at your place, Mac?” she suggested innocently.
“Yeah, sure. Let’s go.”
”I’m not sure I want to find out how this night’s gonna end.” Mac dicho to himself as they exited his office.
At Mac’s apartment…
“Sit down, Mac.” Stella offered him a asiento on his couch.
Stella and Peyton sat down beside him; one on each side.
“What are tu guys doing?” Stella and Peyton were rubbing his thighs.
“We’re trying to see who tu are más attracted to.” dicho Stella, still rubbing his right thigh; her hand ascending now.
“We’ve agreed that whatever the outcome of this, the loser will accept and mover on.” Peyton’s hand was almost up to his groin.
Blood surging, muscles contracting… Oh the pleasure that he felt at this moment.
What a lucky day.
“Do tu seriously think that this will properly resolve your conflict?” Mac choked on his words.
“We’re not really sure.” Stella was seducing him and it was working.
The women undressed him and each took advantage of him.
“I don’t think this is gonna work.” He struggled to chase his breath as he tried to resist the women seducing him.
“Just shut up and enjoy the ride.” Peyton pushed him back against the sofa as she unbuttoned his shirt.
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Mac lay on the carpet on his living room floor, exhausted, as Stella and Peyton lay beside him.
“Wow.” Mac finally broke the silence between them.
“There’s a first time for everything, Mac.” dicho Peyton as she caressed his chest hairs.
“I can’t believe that this is your first threesome, Mac.” Stella was tracing circles around one of his nipples, “A man like tu would have had a lot of opportunities for threesomes with all the women chasing tu all the time.”
“All I can say is that THAT was the best birthday EVER.” Mac was obviously pleased with what had happened.
“Haha.” Stella chuckled and kissed him.
“Go! Go! Go!” They heard loud voices on the other side of the door. segundos later, Mac’s front door was kicked in.
“What the hell is happening here?!” Mac got up and confronted the officers who busted his door down.
“Mac, are tu alright?” Danny was obviously worried about him. “You didn’t mostrar up for work today and I tried calling but tu didn’t pick – WOAH!” he turned his head away.
“What?”
“Is it laundry day, boss?” Danny covered his eyes.
Mac looked down and realized that he was completely nude. He grabbed his pants and slipped them on.
Mac cleared his throat, “Sorry about that.”
“Oh! Hello there, ladies. Busy night, huh?” Flack waved hello to Stella and Peyton who were both struggling to get their clothes on. Flack’s grin was almost up to his ears, “You’re the luckiest man I know, Taylor!” he gave Mac a heavy pat on the shoulder.
Annoyed, Mac slammed the door on Danny's and Flack’s faces.
“Well, I better get going. Thank tu for a great night and goodbye forever, Mac Taylor.” Peyton had tears welling up in her eyes as she bid the new couple goodbye.
“How’d she know that I already picked you?” Mac was curious yet astounded por her apparent mind-reading abilities.
“She dicho that it was obvious that I was the one tu picked because…” Stella stopped; she seemed embarrassed of what she was going to say next.
“Because?”
“Because tu called me Claire when tu moaned. She dicho that it was the proof that tu really loved me.”
“I hate it when people do that.” dicho Mac.
“Do what?”
“Psychoanalyze me.” He seemed a bit upset.
“Don’t let that get tu down, Mac.” She eyed him seductively once again, “You shouldn’t be upset at all when tu have such a horny girl all to yourself.”
He smiled and got on parte superior, arriba of Stella on the sofá to once again drown each other in their amor and passion.
"Conflict resolved, battle won." Stella was pleased with the achievement of her ultimate goal: to capture Mac Taylor’s heart.
~End~
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Sorry for taking so long to update. My computer crashed so I had to get it fixed first.. Anyway, here's part 7! PLEASE RATE AND COMMENT. THANKS!!
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Previously:
“No! You… I…” her head spun as she tried to make sense of things. “Mac is mine! Do tu hear me Bonasera?! Mine!”
She came closer to Mac and forcefully pulled his face towards her and forced a kiss on his lips.
--
The sight of Peyton besar Mac was awful to Stella.
“Mac! What are tu doing?!” Stella was angry now.
“Wha- Why are tu mad at me?” Mac was defensive. “She’s the one who barged in here and forced me to do that!”
“Well, tu didn’t have to kiss her back!” Stella pulled Mac away from Peyton.
The two women were fighting over him.
Stella struck the first blow; she slapped Peyton so hard it made such an ugly sound. Peyton slapped her back.
After that, they started pulling each other’s hair.
“Alright, alright. Girls, stop! Stop!” Mac shouted at the parte superior, arriba of his lungs. He stood between them and the women backed away from each other.
“Have tu no shame?” he asked them; disappointed.
They calmed down and fixed themselves and apologized to each other.
“Work this out among yourselves. I’ll be back in 15 minutes.” Mac walked out of his office to give them some time alone.
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15 minutos later…
“Is it seguro now?” Mac asked sarcastically as he walked in.
“We’ve settled our dispute and we are now ready to talk to you.” Peyton relayed the outcome of their discussion.
“But it’s getting late, let’s discuss this somewhere else.” dicho Stella. “How about at your place, Mac?” she suggested innocently.
“Yeah, sure. Let’s go.”
”I’m not sure I want to find out how this night’s gonna end.” Mac dicho to himself as they exited his office.
At Mac’s apartment…
“Sit down, Mac.” Stella offered him a asiento on his couch.
Stella and Peyton sat down beside him; one on each side.
“What are tu guys doing?” Stella and Peyton were rubbing his thighs.
“We’re trying to see who tu are más attracted to.” dicho Stella, still rubbing his right thigh; her hand ascending now.
“We’ve agreed that whatever the outcome of this, the loser will accept and mover on.” Peyton’s hand was almost up to his groin.
Blood surging, muscles contracting… Oh the pleasure that he felt at this moment.
What a lucky day.
“Do tu seriously think that this will properly resolve your conflict?” Mac choked on his words.
“We’re not really sure.” Stella was seducing him and it was working.
The women undressed him and each took advantage of him.
“I don’t think this is gonna work.” He struggled to chase his breath as he tried to resist the women seducing him.
“Just shut up and enjoy the ride.” Peyton pushed him back against the sofa as she unbuttoned his shirt.
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Mac lay on the carpet on his living room floor, exhausted, as Stella and Peyton lay beside him.
“Wow.” Mac finally broke the silence between them.
“There’s a first time for everything, Mac.” dicho Peyton as she caressed his chest hairs.
“I can’t believe that this is your first threesome, Mac.” Stella was tracing circles around one of his nipples, “A man like tu would have had a lot of opportunities for threesomes with all the women chasing tu all the time.”
“All I can say is that THAT was the best birthday EVER.” Mac was obviously pleased with what had happened.
“Haha.” Stella chuckled and kissed him.
“Go! Go! Go!” They heard loud voices on the other side of the door. segundos later, Mac’s front door was kicked in.
“What the hell is happening here?!” Mac got up and confronted the officers who busted his door down.
“Mac, are tu alright?” Danny was obviously worried about him. “You didn’t mostrar up for work today and I tried calling but tu didn’t pick – WOAH!” he turned his head away.
“What?”
“Is it laundry day, boss?” Danny covered his eyes.
Mac looked down and realized that he was completely nude. He grabbed his pants and slipped them on.
Mac cleared his throat, “Sorry about that.”
“Oh! Hello there, ladies. Busy night, huh?” Flack waved hello to Stella and Peyton who were both struggling to get their clothes on. Flack’s grin was almost up to his ears, “You’re the luckiest man I know, Taylor!” he gave Mac a heavy pat on the shoulder.
Annoyed, Mac slammed the door on Danny's and Flack’s faces.
“Well, I better get going. Thank tu for a great night and goodbye forever, Mac Taylor.” Peyton had tears welling up in her eyes as she bid the new couple goodbye.
“How’d she know that I already picked you?” Mac was curious yet astounded por her apparent mind-reading abilities.
“She dicho that it was obvious that I was the one tu picked because…” Stella stopped; she seemed embarrassed of what she was going to say next.
“Because?”
“Because tu called me Claire when tu moaned. She dicho that it was the proof that tu really loved me.”
“I hate it when people do that.” dicho Mac.
“Do what?”
“Psychoanalyze me.” He seemed a bit upset.
“Don’t let that get tu down, Mac.” She eyed him seductively once again, “You shouldn’t be upset at all when tu have such a horny girl all to yourself.”
He smiled and got on parte superior, arriba of Stella on the sofá to once again drown each other in their amor and passion.
"Conflict resolved, battle won." Stella was pleased with the achievement of her ultimate goal: to capture Mac Taylor’s heart.
~End~