Page 110 of Returning to Rockport


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“Why do you keep saying that?! It matters and you know it.”

He runs his fingers through his hair frustratedly. “Why, McKenna? Why does it matter?”

“B-because. Because I… I…” My brain is working but my mouth just won’t cooperate. “It just does!”

“It doesn’t. If it did, you’d be able to say what’s going through your mind right now.”

Shaking his head, he goes to walk away. My body shifts into ultimate panic mode as I see that I’m losing him, again.

“Colton?!” I shout in desperation. When he stops and turns around, our eyes meet. Suddenly, the most truthful words I’ve ever said flow from my mouth with ease. “I love you.”

He closes the distance between us in just a few steps, slipping his hand around the back of my neck and pulling my mouth to his. I don’t hesitate to kiss him back. Our tongues collide and tangle together. As he grips my waist, my entire body responds to his touch. It’s like feeling it for the first time all over again.

“Inside, now.” He murmurs against my lips. “Before every bit of my restraint snaps and I fuck you right here.”

I don’t need to be told twice. Grabbing his hand, I lead the way down into the cabin. Just as he closes and locks the door, I use the belt loop of his jeans to pull him toward me. He gazes at me with such want and need that it almost knocks the wind out of me. There’s no denying what’s about to happen.

Taking the hem of his shirt in my hands, I peel the fabric from his muscled body. Once it’s free for me to admire, I run my hands down his chest, onto his abs, then to his waistband. I look up at him through my lashes and pull my bottom lip between my teeth – that’s all it takes. He growls and takes a step forward, pressing himself up against me.

“I need you to say it, McKenna.”

It takes a couple seconds to figure out what he means. Then, it hits me. He wants consent, and fuck that’s sexy.

“Make love to me, Colton.”

He whimpers as the final piece of him stops resisting and crashes into me, pushing us back through the cabin and into the bedroom. I’m lifted up and placed on the bed before he pulls my dress off. His one hand cups my face while the other unclips my bra. As soon as it slips down my arms, he moves his attention to my breasts. Taking one nipple into his mouth, he teases the other between his thumb and index finger. I throw my head back and release a pleasured moan.

I lay back as he starts kissing down my stomach, all the way to right above my panties. He pulls them to the side, teasingly blowing over my sex. I squirm at the sensation, but just when I’m about to chastise him, he lunges forward and sucks on my clit. Two fingers slip inside of me and he crooks them to rub the bundle of nerves inside. It feels so good that I swear I see stars. My hands grip the bed sheets as the pressure starts to build in my core. Judging by the way he speeds up, I know he can feel it too. If I make it through this orgasm alive, it’ll be a miracle.

I arch my hips, grinding myself against his mouth. It’s so intense, how he devours me like I’m his favorite meal. My body craves his touch in a way that no other man can satisfy, and now that I have it again, I don’t think I’ll ever be able to stop.

Our eyes lock and he lets out a moan, sending me over the edge and into euphoric oblivion. My whole body shakes as he rides me through my high. Before I’ve even come down, I can hear him removing his belt. He slips his arms under me and lifts me up, pinning me to the door. When I feel myself stretch around him, I’m sure I’m going to combust.

He lowers me down onto his thick length, only to lift me back up again. Finding his rhythm takes a minute, but once he does, there’s no holding back. He attaches his lips to my neck as he pounds into me, rattling the door with every thrust.

“Tell me again.”

I know it’s not consent he’s looking for, because we’re well past that. I quiver as I figure it out. “I love you, Colton.” My voice is breathy. “I love you.”

“Fuck, I love you, too.”

To read it in a letter was one thing, but to hear it come from his mouth is something entirely different. Tears spring to my eyes as I listen to him repeat the words that I’ve been dying to hear for so long.

“I love you so damn much, McKenna.”

His motions start to get sloppy and before I know it, he’s emptying himself inside of me while I explode around him. My body sags against his. How he manages to keep us upright is beyond me. I’m in a state of sexed out bliss as he carries me over to the bed and gently lays me down. I roll over to snuggle into his side, sighing in relief when he wraps his arm around me.

“My Colton.” I mumble tiredly.

He chuckles. “All yours, Princess. That’s never changed.”

COLTON

The two of us are lying in bed, still naked from when we ripped each other’s clothes off earlier, when McKenna’s phone starts to vibrate next to us. Parker’s name flashes across the screen. Without any hesitation, she hits ignore. I should be happy with her obvious choice to be with me instead, but as she turns her head to look at me, I see it – the stress and fear written all over her face.

“She will never feel secure in a relationship with you.” The irritating British voice repeats inside my head. “If you love her the way I think you do, you’ll leave her alone and let her be happy.”

As much as it kills me to admit it, maybe the trust fund brat is right. The way she looked at him the night of Maverick’s engagement – she was happy, there’s no denying that. There wasn’t any hesitation or confusion. She was free to just be. If she hadn’t gotten ahold of that letter, which I can only assume was the handiwork of my mother, would she still have come back to me after all? I could spend hours convincing myself that she would, but the truth is I’m not sure – and reading a letter from four years ago isn’t enough of a reason to throw everything good for her to hell.

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