If, Buts and Maybes

C H A P T E R - 4 2

"So where are we going now?" I ask Hunter. He smiles, keeping his hand on my thigh throughout the whole drive. "Tell me." I demand. "Look in the glove compartment." he says. I open the compartment and see nothing but a blindfold. I look at him, eyebrows raised. "Do you trust me?" he asks.

"Yes." I answer. "Then put the blindfold on," he demands.

I laugh and place the blindfold over my eyes, gently so as to not mess up my makeup. I hear him chuckle and it startles me slightly. He squeezes harder on my thigh, letting me know that I'm okay and that I am safe. After what feels like 15 minutes, the car comes to a stop. My body begins to panic. "Hunter." I say, scared.

"I'm here baby." he comforts.

I hear the door close but then hear one open. The door opening sounds a lot closer to me. "Hold your hand out," he says. I do as he says and he places his hand in mine. He guides me out and helps me walk. "Okay, stop." he says and with that I do.

I open my blindfold and my face drops. "Oh my god." I whisper. It's the treehouse. Except now there are flowers everywhere and lights that remove the darkness. The treehouse is still the exact same but the surroundings have been done up. The grass is filled with tulips, pansies, roses and daisies. The pathway has been changed from gravel to cobblestone. I walk on the cobblestone and listen to the sound of my heels clicking against it.

"Hunter! It's our place." I say turning around and laughing.

"Yes, yes it is. It's our safeplace." He takes my hand in his and looks deeply into my eyes. "This is where we made all our big decisions. The place where we would go to get away from life and all it's shitty problems."

I giggle at his choice of words while sniffing away my tears. "Mackenzie, this place. It was our home before home. I remember when I came back to England and found out you had moved. I came here for some space to think and to feel something, but it didn't do anything. That's when I realised. This place is only special when you and I are both together, inside it. It has no meaning or value, unless you are by my side. It isn't the place that makes me feel safe. It's you. I hate that the last memory you have with the treehouse is me leaving. So I want to change that."

He takes his hands away from mine and reaches into his pocket. "Holy shit." I whisper. Is he going to? He gets down on one knee and opens a ring box, holding the most gorgeous circular shaped, Sapphire ring.

"Mackenzie Brown." he announces.

"Oh my god." I cry. Is this really happening? "Make your latest memory of the treehouse be the one where you say yes to marrying me."

"What?" I say in shock. My heart's beating fast and I can't wrap my head around this.

"Will you marry me?" he asks.

I look into his green eyes which are pleading for an answer. This is really happening. He wants to marry me. This man. My one true love. He wants to marry me.

I open my mouth and say...

"Yes."

He laughs with joy and places the ring on my finger, before getting up. I grab his head and collide my lips with his. Our bodies crushed against each other, breathing furiously as we pressed our lips together. As we experienced the excitement of our engagement, I could taste our shared breath and feel the thud of our combined heartbeat.

"I love you." his breaths into our kiss.

"I love you too."

My hands cup his and guide him towards the treehouse. The door opens and our lips meet again. His lips were cushiony against my own, gentle and almost velvety. As we inhaled one another in, I could feel the delicate tickling of his beard against my skin, while my fingers travelled through his hair. I fumble with the buttons on his shirt and almost tear it off, while he unbuttons his pants.

He pulls my dress over my head, leaving me in nothing but my heels. His eyes take in every inch of me and he brings his mouth back to mine. I pull his pants down and fall onto my knees. "No, get up!" he demands while pulling me up off the floor.

"Why?" I breathe heavily.

"Open your mouth." he bosses.

With no hesitation, I obey his command and open my mouth into a perfect circular shape. He holds my jaw and lets his saliva drop from his mouth into mine, while keeping eye contact. "Now, get on your knees." My eyes never leave his as I move my body down and meet his length. I use my tongue to moisten his length from the tip to the bottom and watch as his head falls back. After teasing him for a while, I finally opened my mouth and inserted his length into my warm mouth and moved up and down. I keep my eyes on him and watch as he hisses into the after every move my tongue makes.

"Mackenzie." he groans.

I take my hands, using one to massage his length while my mouth plays with the tip, and using the other to massage his balls. He takes my head and moves it for me, making his dick move deep inside, hitting the back of my throat. The sensation makes me gag, but all it does is turn me on even more.

He pulls out of my mouth and brings me up. He crashes his lips into mine and scrunches a fist up in my hair. I push him down on the wooden bed of the treehouse and flirt with tongue. He bites my lower lip, causing a parting between my lips, and a moan to release. His hands move down my body and stop at my core. "Please" I beg without intention.

He smiles against the kiss and circles my clit, slowly. "Fuck, go faster please." I beg again. As the circular motion quickens, his index and middle finger move inside of me. He curls the tip of his fingers, and hooks in and out of me. "Hunter." I moan into the kiss.

He pulls away from the kiss, but keeps his fingers playing with me. He watches as my mouth opens and my eyes close. I look down at his eyes, and the dominant inside of him says hello. "Say my name again." he commands.

"Hun-" My moan is cut by screams instead as I feel my stomach tighten around his fingers. "Hunter." I moan again, breathlessly. He takes his fingers out of me and sucks on them, devouring my taste. "Mmmm" he hums as his eyes close in pleasure.

I place him down on his back and sit on top of him. As I lower myself, I insert his length into my core and my head falls back. I start to grind on him, rocking back and forth, taking control of where his dick hits me. "You feel so good," he moans. I quicken the pace of my hips and bite my lip when he squeezes hard on them.

I bring my face close to his and kiss his lips, harshly, while moaning into his. He stops my hips from moving and lifts my body up with his pelvis. Instantly, he takes control and slams in and out of me, with his balls creating a beautiful sound of our bodies combining. I scream in pleasure into his ear and kiss along jaw. "Fuck!" I yell in satisfaction.

"Mackenzie." he groans into my shoulder. I bring my body rupright and this time I move up and down, instead of back and forth. I watch his eyes roll back. My stomach tightens again and my orgasm kisses at the tip. "Come with me, Mackenzie." he commands.

I moan out in pleasure and symphonise with his groans. My wet core covers his length with my juices as he quickly pulls out of me and orgasm over the surface. He sits up and collides his lips into mine. "I love you." we both say in unison. We both laugh and take in the perfect moment that is right now.