Page 62 of Tempting

Nixon

Mackenzie fell asleep within minutes.

She fits perfectly in my arms and my life, and I’m pretty fucking sure fighting this is fighting a losing battle. This tiny woman owns me and probably has since I was thirteen.

She whimpers in her sleep and reaches for me, tucking her arm around my waist and running the tips of her nails up and down my traps.

“Sleep, beautiful,” I whisper against her hair and soak her in.

Her soft curves line up with all the hard planes of my body.

Tempting me to take what I want and refuse to ever let it go.

I’ve worked my ass off for everything I’ve ever gotten in my life, I can work for this—for her too. She’s worth it.

“I don’t know why you’re so good to me, Nixon Sinclair,” she whispers in the darkness as she presses her lips to my chest.

“Because you’re mine, Mac. I think you always have been. And I’ll always protect you and take care of you.”

Soft eyes look up at me through long lashes.

So damn beautiful.

“I don’t know how to be anybody’s, Nix. But if there was anyone I’d ever want to try to be that for, it’s you.” She drags her hands down my chest, tracing each indent of my abs and scraping her nails along the waistband of my boxers before she wraps them around my cock and squeezes. A hot chill skirts down my spine.

I gather the length of her hair around my fist with slow deliberation as she pumps me. My blood thickens as my spine pulls tight. And fuck me, she’s stunning like this. Sleepy and needy and so damn open for me, but tonight isn’t a lesson. Tonight, I just want to make her feel good.

I tug her head back by her hair and suck her pouty bottom lip between mine as I roll her onto her back.

“A new lesson?” she whispers against my skin.

“No, baby.”

“Did I do something wrong?” Confusion shines in her golden eyes.

“You’re perfect.” I press my lips to hers. “Tonight isn’t about lessons. I want you to relax. Let me make you feel good.”

Mackenzie whimpers as I lick my way into her mouth, then down her neck, paying special attention to that sweet spot on her shoulder that makes her squirm before moving down to worship her perfect nipples. I run my rough hand up the inside of her soft thigh and spread her legs, settling in and shoving down my sweats.

I lick up the length of her sex through the expensive lace panties she favors before pulling them from her body.

“Nixon,” she breathes out on the sweetest sigh.

Her tart taste explodes in my mouth as she writhes beneath me.

“I need to make sure you’re ready for me, baby. I don’t want to hurt you.”

Her body trembles as her breathing quickens.

“I fucking love seeing you like this, Mac,” I growl against her drenched cunt and drag my finger around her clit—careful not to touch, just to tease—before I push inside her as her moans get louder.

She clamps her knees against my head and grinds against my face, taking what she wants while I suck her pretty little swollen clit into my mouth.

I pull back and look up at her, just before slapping her pussy and stuffing her full with my fingers.

She jolts—her entire body tightening and releasing as a silent scream falls from her pouty, perfect lips.

So fucking beautiful and all fucking mine.

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