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For the first time since I got here, she looks directly at me. It’s then that I notice her eyes are wet. She’s been crying? I reach out and place my hand on her face, using my thumb to wipe a tear from her cheek. She brings her hand up and rests it on my own as she leans into my touch.
“Why is it that no matter how hard I try to not want you, it only makes me want you more?”
Her words make me laugh. “I know what you mean.”
“Do you?”
“More than might you think.”
Mossy green eyes stare into mine, searching them as if they hold the key to everything she’s trying to uncover. Her gaze drops down to my lips and a shiver runs down her spine. I don’t move an inch, too afraid to ruin the moment. If I’ve learned anything lately, it’s that any wrong move can send her running in under five seconds flat.
She slides her hands up my chest, to my neck, then onto my face. Her thumb rubs over my bottom lip and I have to resist the urge to playfully nip at it. Clearly, she’s looking for something, and I’ll be damned if I get in the way of her finding it.
When her fingers settle in my hair, I can’t help the way my eyes flutter closed and I whimper slightly. She massages my scalp and pulls me just a little bit closer. It’s so sensual, so intimate, and so right. I force my eyes to open again and they meet hers instantly.
“Fuck it.”
McKenna pulls me toward her and presses her lips to mine in a heated kiss. It’s the first time she’s initiated it on her own, and hell if I’m not loving it. I place one hand on the back of her head as I lay her down slowly. As soon as I climb on top of her, she drags her fingernails across my back and arches her hips up. The club may not have been the right place for this, but here – here is perfect. Here is ours.
Still, I need to be sure she isn’t going to shut me out again. I don’t think I could handle it if I got to have her tonight, only for her to be gone again tomorrow. I break the kiss and rest my forehead on hers, rubbing soothing circles into her hip so she knows I’m not stopping anything just yet.
“I need you to promise me something.”
Her brows furrow as she sees the seriousness on my face. “What?”
“That you’re not going to run. That I won’t wake up tomorrow morning to find out that you’re avoiding me again. I know things are complicated, and I know it won’t be easy, but I want the chance to fight for this – for us. I have a lot to make up for, and I don’t expect you to trust me right away or leave Parker tomorrow, but I’m willing to do the work. So, tell me you’re not going to disappear again, because there are a lot of things I can handle, but I’m damn sure that’s not one of them.”
She smiles in a way that makes my knees weak and puts one hand on each side of my face. “I’m not going anywhere, I promise.”
The relief that runs through my body feels like the weight of the world has been lifted. That was all I needed to hear. I reconnect our kiss, pouring all my emotions into it – all the fear and want and need. It’s raw and it’s overwhelming, but it’s real and I’m done pretending with her.
She kisses me harder, as if I’m everything she needs to survive. Her hands slip under my shirt to grab at my back. The feeling of her cold hands against me is a reminder that this is actually happening. I pull my shirt over my head and toss it to the side. Her movements pause momentarily and for a second I think I did something wrong, until I see where she’s looking.
I follow her eyesight to my collar bone and the dark ink that’s permanently embedded in my skin. She brushes over it with her finger, almost like she’s expecting it to wipe away with her touch. When she presses her lips against it, my breath hitches. I’ve never regretted getting that tattoo, and because of that, I never will.
I slide my hands up her sweater, relishing the way my touch makes her shiver. My fingers trace the bottom of her bra before I reach behind and unclip it. She lifts herself up just enough for me to pull the articles of clothing over her head. When she lies back down, she’s naked from the waist up and panting hard.
“Please.” She begs.
I smirk. There’s nothing that makes me happier right now than knowing I still have the same effect on her. “Please what? What do you want, Princess?”
“You. All of you, everywhere.”
Rolling her nipple between my thumb and index finger, I skim my touch down over her stomach until I reach the top of her leggings. I hook into both sides of them and slowly pull them down her legs. Seeing the black lace panties she’s wearing is enough to make me cum on the spot. I bite my lip in an attempt to control myself.
I spread her legs a little more and kiss the inside of her thigh. She whimpers, which only motivates me more. My mouth grazes over her skin, leaving a trail of light kisses in my path. When I get to the place she wants the most, I breathe over it before moving to the other leg and repeating the same motions.
Using the smallest amount of pressure, my fingers press lightly over the only clothed part of her body. Her panties are already soaked. I slide my palms to her hips and grip the underwear before slipping them down her legs – finally exposing the most intimate part of her. Being the only one to see her like this was something I prided myself on for the longest time. Vulnerability looks so damn sexy on her.
The second my tongue connects with her clit, she screams out. Her hand moves to the top of my head and s
he laces her fingers into my hair. I repeat the action, loving the way her grip tightens. It may have been years since I’ve gotten my hands on her, but I’ll never forgot the things she loves.
I slip two fingers inside her and bend them to find the little bundle of nerves. As soon as I find it, she arches her hips up, pushing harder against my mouth. She tastes so good and I would be completely content if the only sounds I heard for the rest of my life, were the breathy moans she’s letting out.
My hand turns, using my thumb to apply pressure right where she needs it while I fuck her with my tongue. She uses her hold on my head to pull me closer. My name comes out in incoherent mumbles until she tenses. An orgasm rocks through her body as she cums. I don’t stop until she releases my hair and lets out a sigh.
Standing up, I undo my belt buckle and release my cock from my pants. I’m harder than I’ve been in the longest time, the angry red color looking like it could explode from the simplest touch. I look up at McKenna to see her watching me, nibbling on her bottom lip the same way she did when I took her virginity. Her eyes meet mine and she nods, silently giving me the permission I was looking for.
