Fatal: Part 3 (The Grand Finale)

Chapter 9

McKayla wakes up, but doesn't open her eyes just yet. Chris had his arms around her from behind and his chest was to her back. McKayla gives a small hum and snuggles herself into Chirs more. Chris gives a small, tired moan and tightens his grip on McKayla. He kisses her temple a couple of times, then nuzzles into her neck.

"Mornin, baby." He mumbles before kissing her shoulder.

"Hi." McKayla whispers.

McKayla rolls over to face Chris and they kiss. Chris snakes his arms around McKayla's torso and hooks one of her legs around him. McKayla bit down on his bottom lip and ran her fingers through his dark hair. Chris reaches down and squeezes McKayla's bare ass. Their tongues traced each other and McKayla could feel Chris getting excited against her leg. Chris then rolls them over so that he was on top of her and they resume where they left off last night.

x

McKayla walks back into the bedroom wearing only her thong from the night before and Chris' black hoodie that she'd had since high school. In her hands was a box of Triple Double Neapolitan Oreos.

Chris sat on the bed only in his boxers. McKayla rips the box of Oreos open.

"Alright." McKayla says, sitting on the bed, "What are we playing?"

"Uh...Let's do a NHL one."

"Game on."

Chris chuckles, "You're so damn cute."

"I don't feel cute with this hair cut."

McKayla's hair was growing, but it was still very short and stereotypically "boy-ish".

"You're always cute." Chris says before quickly kissing her, "Alright. Let's do this."

x

"Woo hoo!"McKayla cheers. She sets the remote down then stands and starts doing a victory dance.

"I-I let you win! Chris stutters.

"You did not!" McKayla says, "You just can't admit that I beat you!" She sings.

Chris raises an eyebrow, "As unhappy as I am that you 'beat' me, that is a very sexy litle victory dance you've got going on there."

"Thanks, I try."

Chris grabs McKayla's hand and pulls her to him so that she's straddling him.

"Have I ever told you how sexy you are in my clothes?" Chris asks.

"Maybe once or twice."

Chris reaches up and slowly unzips the jacket. McKayla slowly lets it fall off of her shoulders, leaving her completely topless before him.

Chris' eyes wander her body, drinking her in. They eventually go to the scar on her leg from where she was shot all those years ago. He lightly runs his fingers over it.

"My boobs are literally in your face and you're looking at my scar." McKayla states.

Chris laughs and looks into McKayla's bright green eyes. He then grows serious and lets his fingers trace a random pattern on her body.

"God, you're beautiful..." He whispers, "I love you so much, McKayla Cerulli."

McKayla smiles, "I love you too, Christopher Cerulli."

Chris brings McKayla to him and kisses her sweetly. He lays down on the bed, bringing her down on top of him. He slips her thong off and she takes his boxers off. Chris rolls htem over so that he was on top of her and htey continued where they left off.