She turns to face me, her blue eyes sparkling in the moonlight. “Neither could I. That’s why I didn’t want a third session. I couldn’t do that again with you without falling for you.”
“I’ve already fallen,” I murmur, my lips coming dangerously close to touching hers.
“What are you saying?” Her breath is a warm pant against my mouth.
“You might have said this was just sex, but you’re about to get a whole lot more, because if we do this, there will be no going back.”
“Reece?”
“I want a real shot with you. I want to tell Hale everything. I want to make up for not being there for you for the past six years, and I’ll fight for you if I have to. I want to protect you, cherish you, own you . . .” The words pour from me, and once they’re out, a wave of panic swims through me. Macey doesn’t say anything, and the seconds tick past.
Leaning closer, she breathes out, “Will you make love to me?”
When her lips barely brush mine, I have to physically restrain myself from taking her mouth and fucking it with my tongue. Reminding myself that her brother is still watching from inside does the trick.
I force a deep breath into my lungs. “I want to bury myself balls deep inside your sweet body. I want to fuck you for hours. Days. Months. Years.”
“Years?” Her lips twitch with a small smile. “I might get a little sore.”
“Then I’ll tend to your every ache and pain, soothe every discomfort. You will be mine.”
Tears spring to her eyes, and she blinks them away.
“Hey, what is it?” I whisper.
“I’ve waited so long for this. This is the version of you I’ve missed and dreamed about for six years.”
Pleasure swims through me, and my heart feels whole again. “I’m here.”
“I thought I lost you,” she whispers.
“I’m back.” I tug the blanket higher over her shoulders and press a kiss to her forehead. “Can I take you home?”
“Please.”
We head inside to join Hale and Brielle in the kitchen. I hold her hand the entire time, a distinct sign of ownership, and Hale reacts accordingly, watching me closely with a scowl slashed across his face. I know I’ll have to prove myself to him, and I intend to. However long it takes.
“I’m going to take Macey home.” My voice is firm.
Macey hugs Brielle, and then tells her brother good-bye. Hale shoots me evil glares the entire time.
“Are you sure that’s a good idea, sis?” he asks.
“Stop it, Cameron. I’ve forgiven Reece. You need to too.”
Hearing her say she’s forgiven me is like a shot of adrenaline. “I’m going to do things right this time,” I say, looking him square in the eye. I have no idea what that means or what comes next, but I know I can’t continue living as the man I was.
“Don’t fuck it up,” he says sternly, tugging Brielle tightly to his side.
“Wouldn’t dream of it.” I give Macey’s hand a squeeze and we head toward the door. It feels like I’m walking toward my future, and the significance of this moment isn’t lost on me.
After I help her inside my car and crank up the heater, we sit there quietly for a moment, as if we’re unwilling to break the silence just yet. I have zero expectations of anything happening between us tonight since I’m pretty certain I have to rebuild her trust in me. I’m not sure what that might involve, but I’m thinking proper dates, roses for no reason, handwritten notes telling her all the things I love about her. And time. Time to prove that I’m here for the long haul, and I won’t leave or send her away again.
I put the car into gear, then realize I’m unsure how to get to her apartment. “What’s your address?”
She turns to look at me, a mischievous glint in her eye. “I thought we’d go to your place.”
“You want to go to Crave?”
She shrugs. “I think we’ve waited long enough, don’t you?”
Hearing those words spill from her mouth ignites something inside me. They encapsulate everything I’ve felt. Placing my hand on the back of her neck, I guide her mouth to mine, and when our lips touch and she releases a small sigh, I almost lose all control. There is so much emotion behind that one little sound. Relief. Desire. Need.
My tongue quests for hers, licking and sucking in a sensual way. Macey moans against me and leans closer. I lift her over the console and place her in my lap, needing her closer still. The heat of her sweet cunt is pressing into my jeans and my cock jumps up, seeking entrance to the forbidden spot I’ve never allowed myself to go with her. She grinds against me, just as desperate to fuck as I am. My teeth graze her bottom lip as I lift my hips to press against her, stimulating her through her clothes.