Page 18 of Rescue My Heart
Instead of diving into the obvious, Mazey bit her lip and gave a small, nervous laugh. “You’re just...different. I don’t know, there’s something about you.”
McKenna gave her a curious look, that flitted down over Mazey’s body in the kimono again. A look that made Mazey’s heart skip a beat and she felt an insistent pulse inside her panties. “Good different or bad different?””
“Oh, it’s definitely a good thing,” Mazey replied quickly, taking a sip of wine to calm her nerves. She didn’t want to come off as too intense, but it was hard not to feel the pull toward McKenna.
They sat in silence for a moment, the air between them thick with unspoken thoughts. Mazey couldn’t help but glance at McKenna from the corner of her eye. She was trying to keep things casual, but the more they talked, the more she realized how much she wanted this night to go beyond just friendly conversation.
McKenna, meanwhile, seemed just as calm and collected as always, sipping her wine, her gaze wandering across the rooftop. But Mazey noticed the way McKenna’s eyes flicked back to her, the way her gaze took in Mazey’s long smooth leg that had slid out of her kimono and she was sure she saw a hunger in McKenna as her gaze lingered on Mazey’s breasts.
“Are you always this calm?” Mazey asked, trying to break the tension, though part of her wanted to dive right into it.
McKenna smiled softly. “Not always. I’ve learned to be, though. Helps when things get chaotic.”
“That must come in handy at the station, huh?” Mazey said, wanting to know more about McKenna beyond her easygoing exterior.
“Yeah.” McKenna nodded. “It’s kind of a survival skill. But, you know, sometimes things catch you off guard.”
Mazey leaned in slightly. “Like what?”
McKenna looked at her for a moment, her expression unreadable before she finally said, “Like people. Like moments you don’t expect.” There was something in her tone, something almost cautious.
Mazey’s heart raced. Was she talking about the kiss? She wanted to ask, wanted to push, but she didn’t know if she should. She felt like they were both dancing around it, afraid to say what was really on their minds.
She set her glass down and cleared her throat. “Do you ever... I mean, do you think about it?”
McKenna’s eyes met hers, and Mazey felt the weight of the question lingering in the air.
“The kiss,” Mazey added, her voice barely above a whisper.
McKenna hesitated for a moment before giving her a small, thoughtful smile. “Yeah, I think about it.”
The simple admission made Mazey’s heart leap, and she couldn’t help but smile back.
McKenna shot back, a teasing smile dancing on her lips. “Did you maybe want to try it again?”
Mazey's heart raced at the boldness of the question. She contemplated for a moment, shock rippling through her as she processed what McKenna was asking. But deep down, she knewit was exactly what she’d been hoping for. She took a gulp of her wine. “Yes. I was hoping you’d ask.”
With that, the air between them shifted, charged with anticipation. McKenna downed her glass of wine then leaned in slowly, the distance between them shrinking. Mazey could feel her breath quicken. Last time, it was Mazey who had initiated the kiss, and having McKenna take the lead this time felt different, exciting, nerve-wracking, and exhilarating all at once.
As soon as their lips touched, something ignited in Mazey. It was a spark, a warmth that spread through her like wildfire, overwhelming her senses. McKenna’s lips were soft and firm, and there was a confidence in the way she kissed that made Mazey melt into it. The world around them faded again, leaving only the two of them, lost in this moment that felt both familiar and entirely new.
Mazey’s fingers found their way to McKenna’s shoulder, wanting to pull her closer, to deepen the connection they were forging. This kiss was different; it wasn’t just a brush of lips, but a promise of something more, something she had been craving since their first encounter. She felt the electricity of their chemistry pulse between them, growing stronger with each passing second.
McKenna’s hand found its way to Mazey’s waist, holding her as if she were the most precious thing in the world. The kiss deepened, and Mazey melted into the embrace, savoring the taste of the wine on McKenna’s lips and the warmth of her body against hers. It was intoxicating, and Mazey felt as if she were flying, weightless and free, caught in a whirlwind of emotion.
Before she knew it, McKenna was untying the waist belt of her kimono and opening it like she was a gift ready to be unwrapped, pulling it over her shoulders, the silk sliding off her body with a fluid grace that made Mazey’s heart race. A part of her thought maybe she should stop McKenna, but the strongerimpulse was to let it happen, to revel in the moment. As she felt the soft brush of silk against her skin, she silently thanked herself for putting on her best lingerie.
McKenna’s eyes looked at her body as though it was the one thing she desired most in the world and Mazey felt herself melting.
Mazey loved the feel of McKenna’s strong hands gliding over her body, each touch sending shivers down her spine. McKenna’s grip was firm on her hips as she kissed her again. Mazey had never been with a woman before and had no idea what her next move should be, but McKenna made light work of stripping her out of her lemon lace lingerie and pushing her down onto the day bed on the rooftop terrace. She felt the cool of the air run over her body and harden her nipples.
It felt like it had happened in seconds as suddenly she lay completely naked in front of McKenna and she felt a surprising rush of confidence. Usually, in these situations with men, she would feel self-conscious, but this was different. She felt sexy, empowered, and utterly free. Why did it feel so right?
“You are so fucking beautiful,” McKenna said, looking over her body.
Mazey felt herself blushing slightly, but making no moves to hide herself.
Happy to let McKenna take the reins, Mazey relaxed into the daybed, feeling the fabric beneath her cool against her heated skin. McKenna crawled on top of her, a teasing glint in her eye that sent Mazey’s pulse racing. She started by kissing her neck, the warmth of her lips igniting a fire between Mazey’s legs. She felt her legs parting instinctively. McKenna playfully bit her ear, sending electric shocks of pleasure through her body. Mazey let out a soft moan, surprised at how responsive she was to McKenna’s every move. As McKenna continued to kiss her neck, her hands trailed down Mazey’s body, hesitating aboveher breasts. Mazey’s breath caught in her throat, anticipation pooling deep inside her as she yearned for that next touch.