My Rebound (On My Own #2) - Carrie Ann Ryan Page 0,33

couldn’t stop. Mackenzie’s lips parted beneath mine, and I groaned, tightening my hold on her as I deepened the kiss. She leaned in to me, her hands moving to my chest. But she didn’t push me away. If she had, even barely, I’d have ended this mistake and tried to talk to her. Tried to do anything except learn her taste and find my salvation.

Her fingers dug into my chest, and I moved closer, needing her. This was wrong on so many levels. Mackenzie was my friend. Only my friend. And yet, I knew that to be a lie. I wouldn’t be dreaming of her, aching for her if she were merely my friend. I kept telling myself that I only wanted to be in her life to be there for her, but that was also a lie. I just wanted to be there for her. I wanted to see her succeed because it brightened her smile and put an edge on everything she did.

But that wasn’t what I was doing now.

Now, I was falling into my dream and pretending that this wouldn’t irrevocably alter everything.

“Pacey…” she whispered against my lips.

I stiffened ever so slightly, catching my breath.

“Should we stop?” I breathed, looking into her eyes.

She licked her lips, then tilted her head back so she could see me better. “Maybe. But I don’t want to.”

Relief flooded me, even as a surge of adrenaline coursed through my system, making my hands practically shake with need.

“Are you sure?” I asked, and her eyes narrowed.

“I should be asking if you’re sure.”

“I don’t want to hurt you, Mackenzie.”

She smiled softly and leaned in to my hold. “You’re not going to hurt me. This is what I want.”

“Me? Or to just forget?”

She frowned, that little furrow between her brows adorable and oddly intoxicating. “You, first. Because you’re my friend and because I want you. But maybe a little to forget.”

I smiled. “I can work with that,” and then I kissed her again.

She moaned, her hands raking down my chest. I pulled her closer and tugged her towards the couch. I sat down and dragged her onto my lap. She straddled me, the heat of her on top of my cock nearly sending me over the edge, even though we were both still clothed.

Her eyes widened, and then she smiled at me. I grinned right back.

“That’s all for you,” I said, nudging my erection up towards her.

She licked her lips and then rocked her hips before kissing me again. Her hair fell in a curtain around us, shielding us from the outside world as I kissed her, sliding my hands up and down her back. When they came to rest on her sides, and I squeezed her hips, she rocked again, and I moaned into her mouth, needing a moment to breathe.

“You’re going to make me come right here just from your touch alone.”

“Oh,” she whispered. “I take it you’re a fast starter?” she teased. I narrowed my eyes, tightening my hands on her hips.

“Not in the slightest. You do something to me. Now, I’m going to have to see how fast you go off the mark.” I lifted my hips, pressing into her, against her heat. She shuddered and bit at my lip. I kissed her hard, my hands digging into her sides as I kept her in place, rocking into her. And then I let my hands roam up her body and under her shirt. She shuddered in my hold when I cupped her breasts, flicking her nipple over her bra. “Your breasts are the perfect size for my hands.”

“Oh?” she asked, practically panting.

“They overfill my palms. I can’t wait to taste them. Will you let me taste them?”

“I really need your mouth on my nipples right now.”

I grinned, loving the way she looked down at me. “Any time you want to stop, you only need to tell me.”

“I’m not telling you to stop. Please, keep going.”

“I want this to be special for you. Good for you.”

She frowned as she looked down at me. “This isn’t my first time, Pacey.”

“But it’s your first time with me,” I added. And it would be her first time with anyone but Sanders.

Understanding filled her gaze, and she nodded. “Just you and me here. I promise.”

I didn’t know if I quite believed that, but if that’s what she needed to think, then I would go with it.

Because that’s what I needed, as well.

I kissed her again and then tugged on the bottom of her shirt. She pulled