Page 26 of Rescuing Macie

“So, uh…one more thing,” Macie said.

“Anything.”

“Will you kiss me again?”

Colt smiled. “Absolutely.”

He leaned down and took her lips with his, happy that they were alone and he didn’t have to worry about anyone looking at them and saying something that would make Macie uncomfortable—or noticing his hard cock.

He pulled Macie onto his lap so she was straddling him, and set about making sure she knew he was in this one hundred percent. That he didn’t care about their ages, or what her brother thought, or anything else that might run through her mind as a roadblock to their relationship.

They’d clicked the night of Truck and Mary’s wedding, but when she’d called, scared out of her mind, and he’d been able to help her focus and find a place to hide, something deeper had happened between them. Something on a more primal level.

She was his. His to protect. His to comfort. His to make happy. He hoped down the line she would see him the same way…well, at least as someone she could lean on and rely on. But the soldier in him, the man, wanted her in a way he’d never wanted anyone before.

Before he knew it, Macie was grinding her pussy against his dick, and he was holding her hips, helping her gyrate against him as they kissed. Her hands had shoved his shirt up and were caressing his bare stomach and chest. She wasn’t hesitant in any way, and Colt loved that.

He pulled his lips off hers long enough to make sure she was on board with what was happening.

“Are you sure?” He could barely form the words.

“Sure about having sex? Yes! Please.”

He grinned at her enthusiastic response and groaned when she leaned forward and nuzzled her nose in the space between his shoulder and neck.

“Birth control?” he ground out, wanting to make sure all their bases were covered before things went too far. He hadn’t seen her taking any pills, but that didn’t mean she didn’t have some other sort of contraceptive.

She froze and sat up. Colt could feel the warmth between her legs, and he fantasized about them doing this again, but with both of them naked.

“I…I’m not on anything,” she said after a beat.

“I’ve got condoms,” he reassured her immediately. “I’m clean and haven’t been with anyone in over a year, but I’ll protect you, Macie. Have no doubt about that.”

“I’m clean too,” she told him, blushing as she did so. “I didn’t sleep with Teddy, so you don’t have to worry about that.”

“I wasn’t worried about it,” Colt soothed, even though that was a little white lie. He wasn’t concerned for himself so much as he was about her. Teddy obviously wasn’t a good man, and anything he’d told her about his sex life had probably been untruthful, so for her sake, he was glad she hadn’t gone that far with him.

“It’s been, like, four years,” Macie blurted. “I just…dating is hard when you have anxiety, and sex seems even harder. So I just stopped doing both. I had my vibrator, so…” She cut herself off with a groan and brought a hand up to her face. “Oh crud. Pretend I didn’t say that.”

Loving the thought of her pleasuring herself, but not wanting to embarrass her, Colt let that go. “Are you worried about us?” he asked. “Because we can wait. We don’t have to do anything other than what we’ve already done. The last thing I want is to be the source of your anxiety. Ever.”

Macie immediately shook her head. “No!” she practically shouted, then her cheeks got even redder. “I mean, no, it’s not like that with you. This feels right. Good. I don’t want to stop.”

“I don’t want to stop either,” Colt reassured her. “But if at any time you need to slow down or take a break, let me know. I won’t be upset and I won’t be mad.”

“I won’t. But okay.”

He grinned at her and tightened his hands on her hips again. “Now…where were we?”

“You were about to take me into the other room and make love to me,” Macie said with a smile.

And with that, Colt helped Macie off his lap and stood. Then he leaned over and picked her up with an arm behind her back and one under her knees, just like he’d carried her through the parking lot at her apartment complex. He entered the bedroom and put her down on the king-size bed—and just stared at her for a long moment.

“What?”

“You’re beautiful,” he said reverently.

She shook her head.