The realization burst through me with surprising clarity—I didn’t have the willpower to stay away from her any longer.
Her gaze latched onto mine, and her chest heaved with a succession of quick breaths.
Closing one hand around the back of her neck, I guided her mouth to mine. Her eyes drifted closed and she leaned into the kiss. It was even better than I remembered. Her lips were soft, yet demanding, and followed my lead, matching every lick of my tongue against hers.
My cell phone rang in the distance, but neither of us broke the kiss. Whoever it was would have to fucking wait.
I pulled her closer and spread her legs, placing myself between her thighs the way I’d longed to be for so fucking long. I was rock hard, and I pressed my cock between her legs. She gasped but didn’t move away, letting me know how much she wanted this. I cupped her ass in my hands, squeezing tight, and pushed again. She pushed back, grinding against my dick.
Fuck. I thought I was going to lose my shit right then, she was so hot.
MacKenzie sucked on my lower lip, then broke the kiss long enough to slowly kiss her way down my neck. Her hot breath and kisses blazed a trail down my body, and she pushed my shirt out of her way. When she was at the waistband of my shorts, she looked up at me with her gorgeous eyes full of longing. Christ, she was sexy.
“Ian,” she whispered. “Tell me what you want.”
I wanted to pull my dick out and have her suck me off right there, but at that moment I had to touch her before I went off like a damn rocket and embarrassed myself. Last time I’d walked away without a taste, and that was not fucking happening again.
I slid one hand down to caress her cheek while she looked up at me. She leaned into my hand, letting me stroke her skin with my thumb. “Can I touch you?” I asked.
“God, yes,” she said softly, breathing a warm puff of breath against my belly.
“I want to make you come. I want to hear my name on your lips.”
A little grunt of satisfaction rose in her throat. I hadn’t even touched her yet, and she was already so worked up.
I pulled her up toward me so she was sprawled out across my body. She was dressed in her teeny-tiny shorts and a figure-hugging tank top. I assessed this all quickly, seeking the fastest route to get her naked.
“Are you sure about this, Kenz? Because God help me, once we start, I don’t know if I’ll be able to stop.”
I was just being honest, but the way her brows pinched together had me feeling like a real jackass. I was about to reassure her, promise her I could control myself and that we’d take this at whatever pace she needed, when she opened her mouth to speak.
“Last time, you tapped out.” Her voice was small, unsure.
I lifted her chin. “That’s not happening again.”
“You sure you can handle it?” she taunted, her smile growing.
“I know I can’t, but that’s never stopped me before.” I smiled back. God, this felt right. Me and her.
Before she could formulate a response, my mouth was back on hers. Hot and needy sounds pushed past her lips and into my mouth. Trailing my hands from her face, down her neck and to her shoulders, I pushed the straps of her tank top off her arms, then pulled her sports bra down her chest. Breaking free from her mouth, I looked down and nearly came in my shorts.
“These are beautiful.” I pressed a kiss to the top of each breast.
A little shudder passed through her body, a signal that I read as keep going.
I did.
Taking one nipple in my mouth, I teased her with my tongue before sucking gently, and MacKenzie released an exquisite little groan. I gave her other breast the same treatment, palming them in my hands, licking and kissing them all over. When I paused briefly to watch her, I could see her chest and neck were flushed as if the heat was crawling up her body. I loved knowing that I was the one heating her up.
I maneuvered us quickly, flipping her so that she was laid out on her back and I was kneeling between her knees.
“Nice ground work,” she teased.
“It was either nail you down to the mat, or put you on your knees,” I teased right back.
“I wouldn’t have minded.” She smiled happily.
Christ, she shouldn’t say things like that. As I trailed my hands up her thighs, MacKenzie remained propped on her elbows, watching me with wide eyes. Her skin was soft and smooth, and I loved the way she trembled under my touch. I hooked my fingers into the sides of her shorts, then tugged them and her underwear down her legs. Her tennis shoes prevented me from removing the clothes completely, but I didn’t care. My goal was simple. I wanted my mouth on her hot pussy, so I bent her legs at the knee and pushed them together and up onto her chest.
She released a surprised sound, but as soon as my tongue found her wet center, the whine in her throat turned to a moan of pleasure.
Fuck, yeah.
Letting the sounds of her breathy groans guide me as to what she liked, I lightly licked from top to bottom, gripping her hips in my hands so she couldn’t wiggle away. Sensing she was getting restless, I sucked her clit in my mouth and was rewarded with a hand pushed into my hair as her fingers fought for purchase.
My cell phone rang again. I promised to slowly and methodically murder whoever the fuck was interrupting this.
Ignoring the phone, I continued licking her, finding a rhythm that pushed her nearly to the edge. Then I eased one finger inside her, and her hips lifted up off the floor.
“Ian…” she groaned.
“Yeah, babe?”