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“Now. Now. I have to have you now,” Mac murmured over and over again.
His left hand gave my breast one more good squeeze, and he teased my clit with his right thumb before he moved his hands to my hips and lifted me up. I knew what he wanted, and I was all for it. I had never made love to a man standing up before, but I was all for it as long as that man was Mac. My hands went to his shoulders as he lifted me up and my legs immediately wrapped around his waist. He kept his hands on my hips and me slightly away from him. He positioned me so that I was right over him.
Mac’s eyes locked on mine and held my gaze. What I saw there took my breath away. I could see how much he had missed me, how conflicted he was with everything, how he wanted to make it all better. Most importantly, I saw what I hadn’t allowed myself to see before, how much he loved me, and it almost stopped my heart.
I gave him the briefest of nods and the smallest of smiles, hoping that I was telling him I felt the same way. I had missed him, I needed him, I wanted him and yes, I loved him. He gave me the same soft smile before he pushed me down on him.
He filled me completely in one deep hard thrust. I cried out and arched into him. He felt so good, so right. It was so beautiful that I almost came as he filled me. I had forgotten how well he knew me, how his body had such a control over mine, that when we were together it was beyond erotic.
I kept my eyes locked on him as I started moving up and down on top of him. My legs and arms gave me the utmost leverage to move over him. Mac replied in kind, pushing his hips underneath me and using his hands to lift me up. Soon, we were moving at a frantic pace, and I knew it wasn’t going to take long for us to go over. I pushed my body closer to his so that my breasts were right in his line of sight. He grabbed one with his mouth, sucking and licking it as I increased the tempo I bounced over him.
Him, the position, the time apart, his words, his body, his mouth, his tongue, his hands. Everything was too much, and I could feel myself going over, and it was glorious. “Yes, yes,” I cried right before I came.
Mac slammed himself into me two more times and then cried out as he went over. I shuddered over him as my pleasure overtook me. I could feel Mac doing the same underneath me. He wrapped his arms tightly around me and I did the same as we held each other. After some time, he put his hand on my ass and moved us so that we were sitting on his lounger. I went willingly. I didn’t have the energy to move, nor did I want to let him go. I put my head on his shoulder and just took in the fact that I was in his arms, that we were together, and that we would work things out.
I don’t know how long we stayed like that. Neither of us moved or spoke. There was too much to say and yet none of it needed to be said. Eventually, I lifted my head and gazed at Mac. He smiled at me with a look of pure contentment that echoed precisely how I felt. I closed my eyes and he dropped a light kiss on top of my forehead. I snuggled closer next to him, loving the feeling of being wrapped in the arms of the man that I loved.
The feeling was so wonderful that I could have stayed like that forever but then Mac dropped his mouth to my ear and whispered in my ear something that made my blood turn to ice.
“Hope, I love you. This was wonderful. Before we can move forward, before I can have the life with you that I’ve always wanted. I have a confession to make.”
Chapter 31
Mac
It was wrong of me to make love to Hope before I told her about what my father had done. But when the woman that I had loved for years told me she loved me, I couldn’t think about anything else but showing her how much she meant to me, how her words and actions affected me, and how much I wanted to be with her.
As soon as the afterglow of our love making had started to fade, I knew I couldn’t keep it from her. I had to tell her immediately, even if it meant that I lost her forever. I had promised her I would never lie to her, and I wasn’t going to start now. I had no idea how she would react to the news. She hadn’t liked it when I had tried to take the decision out of going to Berlin from her. I couldn’t see her being any happier about my father pushing us together.
“I want to make a joke, but I can see that isn’t the time. What happened? Did you do something?” she asked.
She moved off of me and the couch. She reached down to put on her dress, and I noticed that she didn’t put on her bra and panties. It wasn’t the time to think about such things, but I couldn’t help it. As she stood up and looked at me, I could tell she had the same thought. Knowing what she was thinking made me feel a little bit better, but it didn’t make it any easier to find the words to have the conversation we needed to have.
I went and put my pants back on and then sat back on the couch, motioning to her to do the same. She looked at me for a second and then joined me. She gave me an expectant look as she waited for me to speak. I didn’t for a moment. I needed to take the time to look at her, really look at her, to memorize every line, every curve, everything about her and her body. Just in case it was the last time I ever saw her.
“It wasn’t anything that I did, but something that my father did,” I said.
I was half worried she would figure out what I was talking about by that simple statement. She was an intelligent woman. Her best friend had been set up by my father; it wouldn’t be too much of a stretch for her to connect the dots to her and me.
“What did he do? You sound serious. Is he okay?”
“For the moment. Depending on how this conversation goes, it could decide the fate of his and my relationship.”
“That bad?” Hope asked and turned to look at me.
I could see that she wanted to support me, she wanted to be there for me, and she did indeed love me. It made it a little easier to tell her everything.
“Did Morgan tell you the real reason as to how and why she and Walker started dating?”
“You mean about how they started going out to help dissipate the scandal of the fake baby momma drama and they ultimately fell in love.”
“Yes, that. Did you ever hear who was sort of behind the whole thing starting?”
“I assumed it was the woman who said that Walker was the father of her child. Was it not?”
“Technically, yes. It turned out my father had something to do with it.”
“No way!”
