hs now.
He stroked her hair, enjoying the feel of her silky locks. He’d always discarded lovers like candy wrappers. Chalking it up to the job of being a club Dom at The Masters’ Chambers, he and Wade quickly moved from conquest to conquest. Subs came and went. Subs needed training. They were doing a service and were happy to oblige. He enjoyed the variety and never felt like he’d missed out on anything. With Mackenzie, something had changed inside him. He couldn’t imagine touching another woman ever again.
“I should go to my place. I’ve asked too much of you and Wade. It’s too much,” she said, wiping her eyes.
Pushing down his own thoughts, he willed his entire focus to this woman. She needed him not to be some Dom trainer, but to be here, present, and real.
“You’ve got to trust us.” He slid his hand down the small of her back and let his other hand rest on the curve of her hip. “Time to get that mind of yours quieted down for a bit.”
“What do you mean?” she asked, her lips pursed for the taking.
“This.” He leaned in and pressed his mouth to hers. She tensed for a moment, but as he deepened their kiss, she closed her eyes, and he felt her body relax and melt into him. His inner furnace roared with new flames, hotter flames, as he slipped his tongue into her accepting mouth, enjoying the taste of her warmth. His nostrils flared, taking in her scent, jolting him, stoking the hunger inside him beyond measure.
Mackenzie opened her gorgeous eyes even as their kiss continued. The wonder he found there, gazing back at him, was something he would not let go of.
He ended their kiss. “Better?”
“Yes,” she answered breathlessly.
“Good.” He dropped the hand he had on the small of her back to her ass and lifted the hand on her hip up her sides. “I like waking you up this way.”
“I know about you and your brother, Wyatt. I’m not really sure if I should do this with you. I’m more of a traditional girl than you think.”
“I like that about you, sweetheart. We both do. There’s more to you than you think.” He began massaging her left breast with his hand. “You and Wade aren’t exclusive, are you?”
She shook her head. He could see that her focus was beginning to soften. Her left nipple poked his fingertips through the fabric of her shirt. He looked over at her right breast and saw its twin forming a tiny tent of cotton there.
“Mackenzie, being with you is something I’ve wanted for some time. I bet you’ve thought about it, too. You’re right about my brother and me. This is normal. Hell, it’s normal for the whole town. He’ll be okay with this, and I’m much more than okay.”
“But what if I’m not, cowboy? We really don’t know each other that well. Tell me about yourself. Tell me about your family.”
His gut tightened. Life had gotten so twisted of late. “I grew up with three dads and one mom.”
“What was that like?”
It hit him what she was doing—trying to take the reins back, take control. She needed to stop. Why had he let her get so far? That wasn’t like him. He was a Dom, and a good one at that. Only one person here was going to lead the charge, and it wasn’t Mackenzie. The harder she tried to hold on to control, the more she would suffer with her pain about her brother. Not happening. Not on his watch.
He cupped her chin, pulled her close, and pressed his lips against hers once again. Her fingers grazed the back of his shoulders and neck, flooding him with heat, need. He couldn’t resist plunging his tongue into her wet, soft mouth. She tasted amazing. His dick swelled.
She moved her hands to the front of his chest and pushed slightly, clearly trying to dissuade him some.
He allowed her to break free from his kiss. “Don’t you like being kissed by a cowboy?”
“Yes. I like it very much, but shouldn’t we wait for Wade?” She was clearly flustered.
“Are you telling me you’re ready for both of us?” he teased. “At the same time?”
Her cheeks fired pink. “You’re a devil, Wyatt Masters.”
This wasn’t the first time he’d been told that. He considered it a compliment. “That and so much more, Mackenzie. Much more.”
“Confident. I see.” A glint of mischief crossed her eyes. “Perhaps you need your sidekick in the bedroom, cowboy.”
“I’m perfectly capable of loving you all by myself. And I’ll be happy to prove it.” He latched onto her breasts with his hands and began caressing them gently.
He watched her long lashes fluttering open and shut and her eyes glazing over. Never had he seen such a beautiful sight in his life.
“That feels good.” Her head tilted back.