Mackenzie's P.O.V.
14 February, 2019
"Johnny, do you think it's a good idea?" my voice was trailed off by the loud shut of the door, he sauntered over to his bed I was sitting on and dropped down on his knees.
"Sometimes bad ideas are better." He snaked his one hand around my waist, pulling me close so that our lips connect. While his other hand reached to his shirt as he started to unbutton it. And I could clearly feel the need building up in me, though I tried hard to control myself.
After letting his shirt drop down on the floor, he pushed me back to the middle of the bed, our mouths not separating from each others at all. He pulled me up on my knees as he pushed himself back from me, my hands pressing on his naked chest. His hands travelled all the way down on my thighs while both
