Chapter 10
Ten
Scott
I logically knew the lack of sex in my life was going to make this quick, but it didn't stop me from trying.
There was a vast fucking difference between having sex with someone you barely know and having sex with your best friend. We'd never touched each other like this before but it didn't matter. I knew what she needed and what she liked. I knew a pause meant she was processing, and a squeeze meant she wasn't fully onboard. I knew that silence was high praise.
And so very little about the night was awkward and almost all of it blew my fucking mind. Our chemistry was legendary. It was a wonder we hadn't blown Lost Creek off the map years ago.
But now that I knew? There was no going back. Not possible. If she ended things, I would have to move to the other side of the planet to keep existing.
"Lift." I demanded.
She pushed her hips up and I slid my palm along the small of her back. She responded to every command automatically and I liked that far too much. My fingers worked her slit. There was no doubting that my efforts were working. Mackenzie was as wet as the river. Slippery and ready, but I didn't want to rush anything. I wanted to learn as much as I could and make her feel good for as long as possible.
I buried my face in her breasts. The very same pair I'd imagined over and over again. The real thing was so much better than anything my mind came up with. They were soft—so fucking soft!—and supple. Her hard nipples were now my favorite toy to play with.
Not that she minded based on the way she arched for more and moaned my name.
"Touch," I groaned. My cock ached. It fucking ached . Until her hand wrapped around it and I saw stars. I simultaneously needed her to stop and to jerk harder. I rutted into her hand anyway and hoped she'd forgive me if I blew my load before we even got started.
Her touch was delicate but confident and suddenly I couldn't stop picturing her mouth on me. "Suck." It came out as demanding as ever, but really, I was begging.
Maybe she heard the difference because her eyes glinted with mischief as she wiggled out of my hold, pushing her hair back behind her ear before licking me. I was dead. Mackenzie looking up at me with those eyes, her tits all smashed together and her goddamn fucking tongue running along my shaft. It was a wonder I was still alive.
But then she followed my order and sucked me into her mouth. I threaded my fingers into her hair and memorized every detail. Every fucking detail.
It was too good, so I pulled free of her lips and nodded to the pillows. While she took her position, I grabbed a condom and rolled it on. But I didn't throw myself on top of her and shove my way inside like my body desperately wanted me to. Instead, I coasted my fingers up the insides of her thighs, making her shiver. Her pussy glistened and I very seriously considered diving between her legs to guarantee her orgasm, but selfishly I couldn't wait.
Words failed me. I wanted to tell her how beautiful she was, how I couldn't live without her like this for the rest of our lives, how I was the happiest man to ever live, but they all died on my tongue as my brain malfunctioned and all I could comprehend was the thumping need to make our two bodies into one.
I toyed with her some more, pressing my thumb to her swollen clit while my fingers traced the promised land.
"Scott," she moaned for me, making my dick jump in my hand. Her hips rolled and her body arched, mimicking the movements it needed. I slid my fingers into her heat to take some of the edge off. "Yes, oh yes!"
I squeezed the base of my cock to keep from exploding. I logically knew the lack of sex in my life was going to make this quick, but it didn't stop me from trying. When I felt her pulsing around my fingers I pulled them out and moved over her, notching right at her entrance.
Just pressing against that wet heat overwhelmed me. My mind went blank again and something shot down my spine, urging my hips forward. Even though I touched her and kissed her, even though we'd already blown way past friends, this moment still felt like a precipice.
Her hips rocked on me and I realized I needed her to take this step. I had needed her for so long, waited and wanted, and even though she was in our bed writhing beneath me, the only way for me to know for sure that this was real, was if she took the leap.
So I waited as she worked herself around the head of my cock, waited until her eyes blinked open in curiosity, and smiled.
She arched an eyebrow and slowly rocked onto my shaft. I nodded my approval. She did it again and again, until the pressure was unbelievable. One more wiggle and I'd be inside her. I'd be home.
"Do you want me?" she asked all husky and aroused.
"Right. Fucking. Now." I gritted out. My teeth were clenched so hard I probably needed to pay Dr. Omund a visit.
Mackenzie slid her hands down my back, gripped my ass, and shoved herself down my cock, taking me much deeper than I thought possible.
"Oh fuck, " I shouted into the pillow, my whole body curling over hers as her thighs clenched my hips and her fingers dug into my skin.
"Scott!" she gasped for air, her body quaking around my shaft.
"I just need a minute, darlin'." No drug could feel as good as this. Not possible.
"Ohmygod, ohmygod, ohmygod!" Her quakes turned to full body trembles, which was not helping me. At all.
So I took one of her hands and threaded our fingers together above her head. Then did the same thing with the other. "Good?"
She looked up at me with big, round eyes. "So good."
"Hold on, darlin'." I pulled back, the most exquisite, painful, wonderful friction, and then very slowly thrust back inside, letting her feel every inch. I did that several times, grinding against her when I bottomed out, and then slowly picked up speed until she shattered, shouting and moaning incoherently as her muscles squeezed me so tight. I slammed once, twice, and then joined her in oblivion. My muscles turned to liquid and my skin felt electric as the orgasm shot through me and all I could do was collapse beside her and bundle her to me as we heaved for breath.
Thank fuck for foreplay because that was far too fast for my liking. Next time. Next time we would tease and play and try a dozen positions.
"That was perfect," she gasped, taking my hand in hers.
"Yeah?" I had just enough energy to lift my head and kiss her cheek.
She smiled at me over her shoulder. "If we're that good together in round one then round two through infinity should be remarkable, don't you think?"
How could she form sentences? I collapsed back onto the bed and sighed. Infinity. "Yeah darlin', I do."
I blinked my eyes open as the morning light danced over the bed with the blowing of the leaves outside. Mackenzie was curled into a cute little naked ball next to me and all was right in the world.
After our first round of earth-shattering sex we cleaned up and found dessert, which led to the kitchen sex I promised her. I was going to have to start locking doors, but that was a necessary price to pay for the peace of mind. Knowing I could have Mackenzie in a compromising position when the boys walked in was something neither of us wanted.
And now she was here, where she belonged, and I still couldn't believe it was real. Her hair was a mess on the pillow and the sheet snaked between her legs in a way that made me want to reach between her thighs and rest there too.
Having a first full date on a Thursday was the dumbest idea I'd ever had because all I wanted to do today was keep Mackenzie in bed. Now that I had a taste it wasn't enough. I wanted to spend every minute with her until this crazed need eased a little.
Maybe I could convince her to take a sick day. Joanne could handle Friday check-ins and my crew could run the saloon without me if they needed to. Probably.
She woke with a start.
"Morning," I said quietly. Last thing I wanted to do was startle her more than she already was.
Her shoulders relaxed. "I forgot where I was." Then she pushed her hair out of her face and rolled towards me. "Morning."
I couldn't help but run my fingers through her hair too. "Regrets?"
She hesitated and every second she didn't respond was like another knife in my chest but then she shook her head, all timid and unsure.
I slid down beside her because I couldn't have that. "I don't have any regrets. I meant every word yesterday. I want to spend the rest of my life loving you."
"It’s just so fast."
"It is fast. But we enjoy the same things, we've been very good friends even if we took a few years off, and we have the kind of chemistry that scorches everything around us. I don't want to waste any more time. Not another second."
She rolled her lips between her teeth and tucked her hands under the pillow. "I don't doubt us. Honestly I don't." Her lower lip trembled. "It's just..."
Well fuck. I was an idiot.
I pulled her into my arms and rolled to my back so that her head was on my chest and she was tucked beside me. "I can't promise you I'll live to be a hundred and I'm sorry for that. But I can promise to love you with my whole heart every day that we're on this earth." I knew this was always going to be the hardest part for Mackenzie. I just got caught up in how happy I was that I forgot she'd already had her heart broken twice.
I kissed the top of her head and tried to infuse her with my optimism. "I hope that building a new life together will help you hurt a little less."
She looked up. "I think it will."
"Then let me love you the only way I know how."
She blushed so pretty and smiled before she pressed up onto her elbow. "Can we host a family dinner? The boys, Joanne, Lucy, Sharon, and Maeve?"
"Of course. Sunday?"
"Sunday," she nodded slowly. "Oh my god this is real!"
I stroked her back as she bounced beside me. "It sure is. Pack a bag for tonight and we'll spend Saturday morning moving some of your stuff in." I'd rather spend it in bed, but I wanted her here. I wanted this place to become ours.
Mackenzie straddled my lap, taking my face in her hands. "I love you, Scott."
"And I love you, Mackenzie." I bounced my hips, inviting her to take what she so obviously wanted.
"This is wild. We can just have sex whenever we want?"
After a lifetime of thinking we couldn't, it was a little confusing to have this much freedom, to be able to touch her any time.
"If you want me, you shall have me." I gripped her hips and ground my very hard cock against her. "But only if that's what you really want."
She plucked a condom from the nightstand. "Oh, it's what I want."