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Chapter Thirty-Nine

MACKENZIE

We were lying in bed when I finally got the courage to say what I’d been feeling for a while. I couldn’t find the right words until now. Seeing the hurt on her face as she told me one of her darkest fears earlier, I knew I couldn’t go another day without telling her how I felt. She needed to know how safe she was with me.

“I’m really sorry for everything, Fallon. My past relationship has really fucked me up, and I’m so thankful for you, but I’m still learning how to get over the trauma she left. I know it’s not an excuse for how I acted, but I promise I’ll spend every day you let me, making sure I never do anything to hurt you.”

I held her, rubbing delicate circles on her hips, my gaze fixed on the beauty I was lucky enough to share my bed with. In that moment, she was utterly perfect, and she was completely mine.

She smiled, and I kissed her softly, feeling the warmth of her lips. “We’ve all had our share of heartbreak and bullshit,” she said with a gentle laugh. “You don’t need to explain. I have my own things I’m dealing with, too, and I’m scared, but it’s okay, really. I have no idea what’s going on in that sexy head of yours,” she paused, her fingers brushing over my hand, her gaze holding mine with an intensity that made my heart race. Did she feel anything I felt for her? “But I do know I really like you, and I’ve enjoyed every second of being with you,” she continued, her voice steady. The soft sincerity behind her words made my decision easier.

I was so in love with this woman, and it was time she knew. Every part of me wanted to say it, to let the words spill out, but I held back for a moment, letting the weight of the feeling settle in my chest. I had to explain my past, to make her understand why I was so guarded—but also why I was still willing to give her everything.

“My ex and I…” I started, struggling to find the right words. “We broke up a few years ago.”

“You don’t need to tell me, it’s okay,” she interrupted, her voice gentle.

“No, it’s not, Fallon. I know it’s not an excuse, but I want to share it with you. I don’t want any secrets between us.” I paused, looking into her eyes, trying to make her understand how important this was. “You deserve the truth, even if it’s hard for me to say. You shared your truth, so please let me share mine.”

She nodded and I continued, “We lived together for three years, before...” I took a deep breath, “I found out she was cheating on me and it felt like my whole world shattered after it ended. We were together for four years, and she was living this whole other life.”

She sighed. “I’m so sorry, Mackenzie.” She didn’t question it any farther after that. “Cheaters are the fucking worst!” I laughed in agreement.

“I know. I’m sorry, Fallon,” I whispered, wishing it could be enough to undo the past and wipe away the scars—for both of us.

I could feel the rhythm of her breathing beside me, and I was still trying to find the right words—the words to convey just how much of myself belonged to her.

Kissing me again, she lay down on my chest, getting comfortable as I played with her hair and held her close. I never wanted to be anywhere else.

“You know, I’m still trying to figure out how I got here,” I said softly, stroking her hair.

“What do you mean?” She turned to look up at me.

I smiled as I played with a strand of her hair. “I went from not knowing you existed, to not knowing of any universe where I would be able to exist without you.”

“What are you saying, Kenzie?” Her words were quiet, her voice cracking as a tear rolled down her face.

My expression softened as I looked into her perfect gray eyes. “I’m saying that being in love with you feels like coming home to a place I never knew I needed to be, and a place I never want to leave.”

“You… love me?” she asked, several tears sliding down her face. She sat up, inching closer but still hesitating. Her eyes searched mine, like she was trying to find the answer in them.

“Yes. I’m so fucking in love with you, Fallon.” I wiped her tears away, my heart pounding as I tried to convey everything I felt in those few words.

“Do you remember what you told me, when we first started sleeping together?”

I remembered every detail about that night. “That you taste addictive?” I winked, trying to keep the mood light. “I still stand by that statement.”

She shoved my shoulder and rolled her eyes. “You told me not to fall in love with you.”

“Yes, I remember.” I smirked, my heart racing even more.

“Well, I failed. So fucking hard.” Her voice was a mixture of a laugh and a sob, and I could see the vulnerability creeping in. “I guess I’m not a very good listener.” She shrugged, but the weight of what we’d both been through was sitting heavy between us.

I reached for her, pulling her back down to me, my hands cradling her face gently. “Say it, Sunshine.”

Her breath hitched, but she didn’t pull away. Instead, she closed her eyes for a moment, taking a slow breath before whispering, “I’m so fucking in love with you, Mackenzie.” She kissed me again, and I swore I wanted to stay like that. Having her love felt indescribable. It didn’t compare to anything in the world.

“How did I do for our first date, baby?” I asked, my voice soft and teasing, with a hint of vulnerability.

She looked up at me, her smile so sweet I could’ve melted. “Best first date ever.”

“Well, it’s not over yet, sweetheart.” I started kissing her as my hands caressed her sides. I wanted the feeling of her body against my skin. I ached for the contact.

“I don’t know what I did to deserve you,” she murmured. Her breathing was rapid and she became eager as I started kissing my way down her neck. I was obsessed with the way she could get so desperate. One flick of my tongue, one perfectly measured touch, and I could’ve had her begging for me.

She moaned when I bit at her collarbone, and I had to force myself to take it slow. My fingers itched to be inside her, and to feel her come apart around them.

Sex with Fallon had always been passionate. Even before I accepted my feelings for her, something had always been there. Tonight was no different, and I wanted to savor every minute of it. I wanted to show her how much she meant to me and that I’d do anything for her.

“It only took one smile for me to realize I was yours,” I whispered.

Her cheeks turned pink, and she playfully rolled her eyes. I smiled, brushing my lips across hers, enjoying the warmth of her skin beneath mine.

I looked into her eyes, hoping she knew I belonged to her. I softly pressed my palm down, and massaged across her chest, making sure to barely graze her pierced nipples. The more I massaged around them, the more they hardened, and it sent a shock of pleasure between my legs.

“Close your eyes. I want you to be fully relaxed when I make you come.”

“Yes, baby,” she whispered. I could never handle the way she called me “baby.” That voice could get me to do anything.

At this point, I was so wet with need for her, but I pushed it away. Tonight wasn’t about me. It was about her pleasure, and what she needed.

I leisurely massaged her chest for another minute or so before moving down to her stomach, using the palm of my hand. My touch was soft and deliberate, every movement made with purpose.

“That feels so good,” she moaned with her eyes still closed. As I massaged her stomach and around her chest, a warmth passed through me, and not only from the touches I was giving her. I honestly loved her, and I would’ve done anything for her. I wanted to take a mental picture of her in that moment, to remind myself of the best place on earth.

I started massaging lower and around her thighs and back up again. “You are so fucking perfect.”

“I need you, please,” she begged. I could tell she was starting to get needy, and I resisted the urge to glide my fingers inside her.

Instead, I trailed back down her stomach and slowly began to rub her clit with my palm.

“Kenzie, please,” she moaned.

Fuck… I was fighting with my inner thoughts not to give her what we both wanted. Instead, I massaged up and down her thighs, and around her hips.

“Relax, Sunshine,” I whispered. “Don’t think, just feel. Feel my hand rubbing your swollen clit. Feel your orgasm building and building.” I stopped and trailed my hand back up to her breasts. “Feel my hand against your hard nipples.”

“Fuck,” she whined. The sound almost caused my resolve to crumble.

I went back to massaging each of her thighs, not touching where she needed it most.

Fallon opened her legs farther when I finally moved my movements to her clit. She arched into my hand to beg for more.

Her moans grew more frequent when I slipped my thumb in between her thighs, and started stroking her clit in small, slow circles.

“Oh my God… Kenzie.”

I grinned as I felt her arousal grow with every pass of my thumb. She let out a whimper when I stopped massaging her clit, but it was cut short when I finally gave her what she had been begging for, and slowly inserted a finger inside her.

“Yes, baby,” she groaned. I swore her sounds could’ve shattered me.

“I love feeling how wet you are, Fallon.” Just feeling her need surrounding my fingers had me so soaked, I wanted to crumble into oblivion. The things she was able to do to me, without even trying…

“Only for you,” she panted as I pumped in and out of her, whining in protest when I pulled out.

“That’s right. I’m the only one who gets to feel you like this.”

“Why did you… oh fuck!” She seemed to have lost all thoughts as I replaced my finger with my tongue and tortuously rolled it across her swollen clit. Her taste caused me to moan against her, and I could’ve come right then.

Her breathing became frantic and her moans became louder when I alternated massaging her clit with my thumb and tongue.

“Kenzie!” Her hands were gripping the sheets, and I slid two fingers into her while my tongue massaged her. I knew she was getting close, so I curled my fingers at the same time my tongue curled around her clit, and lightly nipped.

“Right there, shit! I’m gonna come,” she moaned. She sat up slightly and my eyes found hers for a split second, before her eyes rolled, and she was coming apart all over me. She threw her head down on the pillow and lost all control.

“Fuck,” I whined as I slowly pulled out of her when she came down. I wanted to stay like that for as long as she would let me, and I was forever grateful that I would have my chance over and over again. I lost her once, and I had no intentions of losing her again.

When I sat up and kissed her forehead, she gave me a warm smile. “I love you,” she whispered.

“I love you, too, sweetheart. And you still taste addictive,” I winked.

“Hm, well…” She sat up and settled herself on top of me, and I let out a whimper when I felt her wetness on my skin. She leaned down to kiss the side of my neck and circled one of my nipples with her fingers.

“Sunshine, you know what that does to me.” I wasn’t going to last long if she kept it up. I was already a mess, just from feeling her.

She smirked. “Oh, I do. And I fully intend to taste what it does to you.”

“Fuck, baby girl.”

She groaned and kissed me, and I lost all train of thought. Nothing else mattered but her. “That’s exactly what I plan to do.”

Her hand traveled down my stomach and to my thighs, and I had to tell myself not to arch into the touch. I wanted this moment to last for as long as possible. I never wanted to lose her touch.

I hissed when she flicked my piercing. God, I was going to lose it. “Please, Sunshine. Fuck me, hard. I need you.”

“Yes, baby,” she whispered in my ear. She knew just what that did to me.

She felt what it did to me when her hand finally reached where I needed it the most, and I moaned. She circled my clit a few times until she curled two fingers inside me.

“Fuck.” I let out a breath as she hit that perfect spot. She thrusted her fingers in and out a few times, harder every time.

“Fallon… don’t stop, fuck.” She slowed down, but didn’t pull out as I felt her tongue circle my clit. My eyes shut and my fingers found themselves curled in her hair.

“Oh my God!”

She sucked my clit, and heaven help me. As much as I didn’t want this to end, I knew I wasn’t going to last much longer. She knew my body like the back of her hand, and she knew exactly how to get me to fall apart.

Her tongue was lapping my pussy, and her fingers were pumping in and out of me so fiercely, I didn’t know how to exist outside of this moment.

She moaned her approval as I felt warm liquid streaming out of me. Her sounds, along with my orgasm, seemed to have turned on something inside of me, because it kept coming out. I was squirting for her, and fuck if she didn’t suck harder.

God, this woman! I was coming, and I was coming hard. Harder than I ever had before, and I never wanted it to end.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” My orgasm came rushing out, and I shut my eyes, selfishly riding her face. When I finally came down, she slowly relented and released my clit.

She was panting when she removed the fingers that were still inside of me, and I threw myself back on the bed, trying to catch my breath.

She came up and lay her head on my chest, and I wrapped my arms around her, kissing the top of her head. “Holy shit, you were ready for it, huh?” she teased.

I laughed. “I’m always ready for you,” I said in between breaths. She smiled and gave me a soft kiss. “I love you, Fallon Rose,” I whispered softly.

“I love you, too, Mackenzie Isabella.”

She lay there while I played with her hair until she dozed off. I wrapped the blanket around us and fell asleep with a smile on my face and my love on my chest, realizing this was home.