Page 38 of Rescue My Heart
“Probably not as much as I have been thinking about tasting you,” McKenna replied as she helped Mazey into position on top of her.
Mazey lowered onto her face and McKenna lost herself in the scent of her. She pushed her tongue out and into Mazey, tasting on her tongue the sweetest taste she could imagine. She took long slow licks of Mazey as she felt Mazey’s own tongue exploring between her legs.
Oh my fucking god.
69 with Mazey Snow was everything McKenna had hoped for and more. As Mazey’s confidence grew, she began to grind down onto McKenna’s mouth and there were moments where McKenna couldn’t breathe, but she realized she would have happily died here.
She grabbed her breaths where she could. Deep breaths of Mazey’s musky wet sex.
She licked and licked, long strokes from Mazey’s clit up to her asshole. She noticed Mazey copying her movements and she liked it.
She reached her right hand to her mouth licking her index finger and coating it in saliva, before reaching it around Mazey’s ass. She pulled Mazey’s ass cheeks apart with her other hand, before teasing at Mazey’s rim with her slick wet finger.
She heard Mazey moan and felt the vibrations around her own pussy. It felt delicious.
She pressed her finger into Mazey’s ass, opening her up slowly but surely, pushing her finger deeper as her tongue lapped away at Mazey’s ever wetter pussy. Mazey’s moans deepened against her clitoris and she felt Mazey begin to grind down on her face with abandon as her finger moved deep inside Mazey’s ass.
She felt Mazey’s own right hand reaching under her own ass cheek, coating her fingers in wetness from her pussy and then she felt Mazey’s finger beginning to push at her asshole.
Just as Mazey’s finger pushed deep in her anus, her orgasm tore through her waves and waves of pleasure. Deep deep pleasure. She felt Mazey’s orgasm too as it ripped through her, she gushed into McKenna’s mouth.
Oh fuck, yes.
McKenna felt herself coughing with surprise at the hot liquid sex in her mouth and then laughing. Sex with Mazey was fucking incredible and she never wanted it to stop.
As the night wore on, they lost themselves in each other, sharing quiet moments of laughter, soft words, and deep, unguarded kisses. They made love slowly, with a sense of reverence, as though every touch was a silent promise, a vow to cherish one another despite the obstacles and fears that had held them back.
By the time the dawn began to paint the sky with soft hues of pink and gold, they were wrapped around each other, content and finally at peace. McKenna brushed a hand through Mazey’s hair, watching as her eyes fluttered open, a sleepy smile spreading across her face.
Mazey sighed, her voice hushed. “You know, I never thought I’d feel this way.”
McKenna smiled, her heart full. “Me neither. But I’m so glad I do. I love you, too.”
They lay together in the gentle morning light, both of them quietly grateful for the chance to begin again, their lives intertwined in a way that felt as natural as breathing.
15
MAZEY
Several months had passed since production wrapped up on Edge of the Abyss, and Mazey had spent most of that time relishing the peacefulness of her life with McKenna. The final day of shooting had been filled with excitement and relief; there were no major mishaps after the infamous river scene, and Mazey’s confidence on set grew with each day. To her surprise, the director even reached out afterward saying he’d loved her work and had a good feeling the show would be a hit.
Today, Mazey got an email saying they had edited and polished the first episode, and she could hardly contain her excitement. She hurried to the fire station to find McKenna, already imagining the scene they’d create at home, a cozy viewing party with their friends. She found McKenna on her break, sipping a coffee, and shared the news with a beaming smile.
"They just sent me the first episode!” Mazey said, grinning.
McKenna’s face lit up in response. “That’s amazing, Mazey. We should do a viewing party! Celebrate the big debut.”
Mazey’s eyes sparkled at the idea. “I love it. Let’s invite everyone. We can set up the living room, put out snacks, and make it a real event.”
Together that night, they planned every detail, arranging chairs and blankets to make the space comfortable and homey. McKenna took charge of decorations, jokingly insisting that popcorn garlands were essential, while Mazey picked out a movie-theater-style assortment of snacks. They shared moments of laughter as they worked, pausing now and then to share a glance that said everything about how far they’d come.
As they prepared for their friends, Mazey couldn't help but reminisce. She glanced over at McKenna, who was carefully arranging snacks on the coffee table, and found herself smiling.
"I was so nervous when we first met,” Mazey said, breaking the comfortable silence. “You were this mysterious firefighter who barely looked my way. And here we are…setting up for a party in our house."
McKenna chuckled, her eyes softening as she looked over at Mazey. "I remember. You looked like you’d rather be anywhere else but on that cliff.”
Mazey laughed, shaking her head. "And I didn’t realize I’d just met the person who’d change everything for me."