Page 20 of Rescue My Heart
“Wow,” she breathed, still trying to catch her breath. “That was…incredible.”
McKenna grinned, the corners of her lips lifting in a way that made Mazey’s heart race.
“Didn’t know I had it in me,” Mazey teased, her voice still a bit breathless.
McKenna chuckled softly, brushing a strand of hair from Mazey’s face. “Trust me, you did. You just needed the right person to help you find it.”
Mazey smiled, feeling the weight of the day’s worries slip away. “I never expected this evening to turn out like this.”
“Neither did I,” McKenna admitted. “But I’m glad it did.”
“Let’s move to the bedroom before we both pass out here.”
McKenna nodded and followed her to the bed. As sleep began to take hold, Mazey thought about how much had changed in such a short time. How she had stepped into the unknown and found something extraordinary. The last thing she remembered before drifting off was the comforting weight of McKenna beside her and the promise of a new day ahead.
8
MCKENNA
McKenna felt the soft morning light filter into the unfamiliar luxury hotel bedroom. She blinked slowly, adjusting to the brightness as her gaze fell on the beautiful figure beside her. Mazey’s dark shiny hair rested gently and perfectly on the pillow, framing her face in delicate waves that caught the sunlight. McKenna couldn’t believe what had happened the night before—the passion, the vulnerability, the unguarded moments that had unfolded between them.
She savored the feeling of having Mazey in her arms, the warmth radiating from her body. The way Mazey’s skin had felt beneath her fingertips was etched in McKenna’s mind, each touch igniting a fire that lingered even now. She remembered how Mazey had contorted in pleasure when she reached her peak, her breathless gasps and soft moans echoing in McKenna's ears like a sweet melody.
A rush of warmth flooded through McKenna at the memory, a mixture of pride and awe at the intimacy they had shared. It was a night that had pushed her boundaries and broken down walls she hadn’t realized she had built. Lying there, she felt asense of contentment wash over her, wrapping around her like a cozy blanket.
Mazey stirred slightly, a soft sigh escaping her lips as she shifted in her sleep. McKenna couldn’t help but smile at the sight. There was a softness about her, an unguarded beauty that made McKenna’s heart flutter. It was a stark contrast to the image of the glamorous actress everyone else saw, a side of her that felt genuine and real.
As she watched Mazey, McKenna wondered what the morning would bring. Would they talk about last night? Would it change things between them? A part of her felt nervous, unsure of how to navigate the delicate territory of their newfound connection. But another part of her was excited about the possibilities.
She brushed her fingers lightly against Mazey's arm, reveling in the sensation of their skin touching. “Hey,” she whispered softly, not wanting to startle her. “Good morning.”
Mazey blinked awake, her stunning blue eyes slowly adjusting to the light. When she finally focused on McKenna, a smile broke across her face, and the warmth in McKenna’s chest blossomed further. “Good morning,” she replied sleepily.
She turned around, and they were face to face once again. The attraction surged between them, electric and palpable, just as it had the night before. McKenna could feel her heart race, anticipation tightening her chest as she searched Mazey’s eyes for any sign of hesitation.
Before McKenna could say another word, Mazey leaned in, closing the distance between them. Their lips met with a fervor that took McKenna by surprise. The kiss was urgent, hungry, filled with a depth of emotion that left McKenna breathless. Mazey's hands found their way to McKenna's face, cradling her cheeks as she slipped her tongue into McKenna’s mouth, igniting a fire that spread through her body.
“You’re ready for round two already?” McKenna teased.
Mazey replied by climbing on top of McKenna, straddling her while kissing her. Their bodies pressed together, warmth radiating between them as Mazey’s fingers tangled in McKenna’s hair, pulling her closer as if afraid to let go. McKenna savored the kiss for a moment, feeling the sweet urgency of it envelop her, but a sudden rush of confidence surged through her. In one fluid motion, she flipped Mazey onto her back, pinning her wrists gently but firmly above her head.
Mazey looked up at her, eyes wide and shimmering with desire. There was a vulnerability in that gaze, mixed with an undeniable hunger for McKenna’s touch. It ignited a primal instinct within McKenna, and she leaned in closer, capturing Mazey’s mouth once more.
When their lips finally parted, McKenna explored the smooth expanse of Mazey’s neck with gentle kisses, trailing her lips downwards, savoring the taste of her skin. Each kiss ignited fire across Mazey’s body, and she arched her back slightly, encouraging McKenna to continue. McKenna reveled in the intoxicating feeling of being the one to drive this moment, of hearing the soft gasps and moans escape Mazey’s lips.
As she continued her descent, McKenna paused to admire the beauty of Mazey’s body beneath her, every curve, every delicate line illuminated by the soft morning light. She felt an overwhelming urge to worship her, to take her time and enjoy every inch of the woman who had captivated her heart.
She stopped at Mazey’s breasts, taking a moment to appreciate how they rose and fell with each breath. With deliberate slowness, McKenna began to suck on Mazey’s nipples, alternating between gentle nibbles and soft pulls. The sight of Mazey’s reaction sent a thrill through her. Mazey began to moan softly, each sound a sweet melody that resonated deep within McKenna.
“I love hearing you like this,” McKenna murmured against Mazey’s skin, the vibrations of her voice sending shivers through them both. The intimate connection made her feel powerful, alive in ways she had never experienced before.
Mazey’s back arched as she gasped, encouraging McKenna’s every movement. “Don’t stop,” she breathed, her voice thick with longing. The urgency in Mazey’s tone only fueled McKenna’s desire, and she doubled her efforts, lavishing attention on both of Mazey’s breasts, alternating between sucking and nibbling, relishing the taste of her skin.
Each moan that escaped Mazey’s lips felt like a soft command, pushing McKenna to explore further. She trailed kisses down Mazey’s abdomen, savoring the way her body responded, every quiver and gasp a testament to the connection they were forging. The world outside faded away, leaving just the two of them lost in this moment of shared pleasure and discovery.
“McKenna,” Mazey gasped, her eyes filled with a mixture of desperation and excitement.
The sound of her name on Mazey’s lips was intoxicating, and McKenna’s resolve only strengthened. She looked up, meeting Mazey’s gaze with a playful smile, silently promising to give her everything she desired.