Chapter 13 – Good Answer
Stepping off the plane in Reno was a beautiful sight to Mackenzie; maybe not so much to Roman or Dean, both hated the winter months and having to travel through it when they were on the road. Which was also why Roman lived in Pensacola, Florida and Dean was in Las Vegas, Nevada neither place saw winters. It had it's cold days but never to the point of having to put several layers on.
Mackenzie was used to the winters in Chicago so the snow in Reno was nothing new to her deep sea blue eyes. She couldn't help as they walked from the airport to the car rental carport as she stood and smelled the air; there was something about the smell of fresh snow.
Roman noticed there was a presence missing from his side and his hand was empty. He stopped in his tracks as he turned and looked behind him. He couldn't help chuckling. Only Mackenzie would be found standing in the snow smiling. He pulled his skull cap down a little tighter when the wind kicked up before helping Dean load the bags into the rented SUV. He turned and walked back over to Mackenzie as he watched the snow falling on her corkscrew curls. As her face was turned up towards the sky.
"Babygirl…"
Roman's rumbling voice pulled Mackenzie out of her reverie as her head dropped and her blue eyes sought out his dark brown. She couldn't stop the smile as she stepped up and wrapped her arms around his torso. She sighed in contentment when she felt Roman's arms wrap around her.
"What are you doing woman? You're going to turn into a popsicle if you stand out here much longer." Roman pointed out as he pressed his lips to the top of her head.
"Promise me well take a vacation in Tahoe before the winter season ends." Kenzie requested.
"Are you out of your ever loving mind woman it's freezing during the winter there." Roman stated.
Kenzie pulled back as she looked at Roman with a deep frown marred her face. "Please Roman…"
Roman shook his head. There was NO WAY he could handle her frowning at him like that; not when she was so beautiful when she smiled. "Why is it so important to go on a Tahoe vacation before winter is gone?" He inquired.
Mackenzie smiled softly. "Walks on snow covered hills until our toes practically get frost bite. Sipping hot chocolate and feeling it warm our bodies from the inside out. Sitting in front of a roaring fire wrapped in a blanket. Not to mention the fact that it is a vacation and anything pretty much goes during it."
Roman chuckled lightly. "You know you make vacationing in the freezing cold sound damn wonderful."
"Well, I can make any vacation sound damn wonderful and don't you forget that." Mackenzie winked up at Roman who couldn't help laughing again. "But until I can get you to agree to it, we've got a wedding to get to right now."
Roman nodded as they turned their focus onto their friends who were desperately waiting for them so they could get their day started.
Before Jenaya would even decide on a church to take their vows she and Mackenzie went shopping for a new outfit. There was no way she was going to get married in her every day clothes that she constantly wore on the road. Once they both got their outfits bought then everything else was decided.
Roman was down in Dean and Jenaya's room helping Dean get ready while Jenaya was in Roman and Mackenzie's room so Kenzie could help her.
Roman took a sip from his long neck bottle of beer as he watched Dean standing in front of the mirror. "You sure you're ready for this bro?" He asked honestly.
Dean sighed heavily as he smoothed the black polo shirt down his chest and stomach as he took a long pull from his own beer. "Dude, you know me I wanted to marry her 2 years ago, but we've been going non-stop on the road. At this rate if we don't do it today; we won't be getting married until were in our fifties after I've retired." He joked.
Roman chuckled. "Yea which is why I've been wondering how the hell am I going to get time off to get married to Mackenzie. Shit at this rate the only way any of us can get married would be to go to the old man and tell him we are willing to have a wedding in the middle of the ring."
Dean laughed hard. "Can you imagine how many weddings Vinnie boy would have to plan for TV if that was the case?"
Roman couldn't help chuckling again as he walked over and threw his arm around Dean's shoulders as they stared in the mirror. Roman in his royal blue polo and jeans and Dean in his black polo and jeans. They had really come a long way in the last few years. "Damn bro, I can't believe you are taking vows before me." Roman stated truthfully.
Dean nodded. "You'd be taking them too yourself if you'd give Mackenzie the damn ring you've had in your bag for the last 4 years. You already know you guys have done all the making up and getting re-acquainted that you're going to do. It doesn't take a genius to see you two belong together. Honestly bro, I think had you given that ring to her before all that ridiculousness happened with Jeff Walker, she would've never had any reason to go into witness protection."
Roman shook his head negatively. "Man, I don't even know if an engagement ring would've stopped her. That asshole did so much damage while they were together and even after they broke up. I'm surprised she trusts anything with a dick right now. I never could understand how assholes like him got girlfriends and then I met Mackenzie and it was easy. He literally made her feel like she was a queen before he beat her down; making her then believe she wasn't worth shit."
Dean nodded. "I remember how hard you had to work to get her to understand you weren't Jeff and I wasn't so sure you could convince her, but you managed. And yea you guys had a minor setback for 2 ½ years, but you're right back where you guys need to be. You just have to forgive her and move on with your lives. Bro everything she did for all of us, was at the expense of losing everyone and everything in her life. I can't imagine living in some shitty little desert town not knowing anyone within a matter of days. I mean I remember living alone and loved it, but only until I started dating Jenaya, then I never wanted to go back to my shitty apartment by myself ever again; which is why the first chance I got I asked her to move in with me. And if you're smart you will do the same with Mac."
"What do you mean forgive her and move on; I have forgiven her." Roman stated.
Dean shook his head. "No you haven't. If you had you'd be engaged right now or it would be you two getting married today, but it's not…like you said I can't believe I'm taking vows before you bro." Dean grabbed Roman's shoulder. "I can tell by the look on your face. You are really happy to have her back in your life and yes you love her just as much as before, but you haven't really forgiven her; because you're still having an issue with her doing all of that to protect you. I'm big bad Roman Reigns. I'm 6'3 and 265lbs I can kick anyone's ass. I don't need some woman protecting me." Dean mocked.
Roman frowned. Dean was right. It was hard being a 6'3 265lb man and knowing a woman gave up everything to help protect him. This was something he was going to have to face if he ever planned on asking Mackenzie to marry him and he had to face it soon. It wounded his pride…it wounded his Samoan pride. Generations of his people; it was always the men protecting the women.
A man who couldn't protect his woman wasn't considered a man at all.
Mackenzie had been dressed in her blue dress with the white flowers on it with the matching blue heels as she was waiting for Jenaya to emerge. She finally blinked and watched as Jenaya walked out of the bathroom in a simple but beautiful white wrap around dress that stopped just above her knees. It tied on the side and she finished it off with a pair of white pep toe pumps. "Oh my God, I can't believe how beautiful you look. Well you always look beautiful but damn girl; Ambrose is not going to know what to do with himself when he sees you in that dress."
"You don't think it's too plain; do you?" Jenaya asked as she turned and looked in the full length mirror behind the bedroom door.
"Simple but elegant." Kenzie smiled in approval. "Dean better be wearing some tight pants or he's going to be having some issues before you guys can even get your vows out." Mackenzie teased.
Jenaya left her hair down in soft curls that bounced slightly when she walked. She had just a touch of mascara on with some soft pink gloss on her lips. She didn't need anything else; not with her natural beauty. She blushed slightly at Mackenzie's words not expecting her best friend to say that. "I can't believe you said that and I can't believe I'm getting married before you."
Mackenzie smile softly. "I know you're going to be an old married bitch in a couple of hours."
"Old my ass." The girls laughed it off as they hugged tightly.
The little white wedding chapel in Reno was the perfect spot for them to get married. Roman and Mackenzie stood next to them at the altar in front of the minister as his wife played some cheesy organ music, but no one carried. The happy couple taking their vows could've cared less. They had both decided to write their own vows. Dean decided he was going to go first. Dean swallowed hard as he stepped up as he took Jenaya's hands. "This is going to be mushy as shit, but it's from me to you." He watched as she smiled softly before she nodded.
Dean cleared his throat. "I wish I could stand up here and promise you the world, but the world isn't mine to give. What I do promise is my world, and all it entails. My love, support, passion and enthusiasm. I wish I could promise you forever, but someone infinitely greater than I already has. What I do promise is every second of this time sliver of eternity I've been blessed with."
He took a soft breath and continued. "You have been my best friend, playmate, confidant, and my greatest challenge. But most importantly, you are the love of my life and you make me happier than I could ever imagine and more loved than I ever thought possible. You have made me a better person, as our love for one another is reflected in the way I live my life. So I am truly blessed to be a part of your life, which as of today becomes our life together."
Jenaya couldn't help the silent tears. Dean had never said anything so sweet, She felt him reach up and wipe her tears with his thumbs as she swallowed. "You have brought such joy to my life. Thank you for loving me as I am and taking me into your heart. I promise to walk by your side forever and to love, help, and encourage you in all that you do. I will take the time to talk to you, to listen to you and to care for you. Through all the changes of our lives, I will be there for you always as strength in need, a comfort in sorrow, a counselor in difficulty, and a companion in joy. Everything I am and everything I have is yours now and forevermore.
She took a breath and tried not to cry more. "You were my reason back then, my reason now, my reason every day. You strengthen my weaknesses, bring focus to my dreams. Here and now I pledge my life to yours, that your dreams become my dreams. No matter where life leads me, I know that as long as you are there, that is where I am meant to be."
The minister stepped forward. "With the exchanging of the vows and the rings, you have pledged you're lives to one another and may you live together in love forever. I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss your bride."
Dean cupped Jenaya's cheeks as he leaned down and caught her lips with his. It was official and they couldn't have been any happier at that moment.
Once everyone got back to the hotel the couples went their separate ways for all obvious reasons. Dean pushed the door open to their room before he walked in and let the door closed. As he smiled down at the emerald eyed beauty in front of him he pulled her into his arms and his lips kissed the tip of her nose before he kissed her lips softly. His hand left her face as it slid down her body to wrap around her waist as he gently pushed her back until her back was against the wall and he was pressing his body against hers. His lips kissed along her jaw down to her ear as he found a nice sensitive spot and he felt her shiver against him and he couldn't help smirk against her neck. "Tell me what you want darlin'. I'll give you whatever you want."
"Anything?" Jenaya breathed out, burying her fingers in his auburn blonde hair and felt him nod. She smiled and pulled away from his mouth, staring up into his eyes again and this time brushed her lips softly against his. Then she pressed both hands against his chest and pushed him back toward the bed, going with him. He went easily enough. There was no way she could move Dean, even with how strong she was, if he didn't move of his own accord. Jenaya shoved him down on the bed and straddled his lap, moving her hands to the hem of the black polo he wore. "Arms up." She ordered, smirking when he complied and pushed the material up over his head, tossing it to the floor. Her hands than began at his broad shoulders and slowly slid their way down to his incredible biceps. There was something about this man's arms that just made Jenaya weak in the knees and her entire body ignite with fire. Her emerald eyes focused solely on his left bicep first and Jenaya loved how the muscles rippled beneath her soft touch. She loved how the veins popped out, but not too much to make it look gross. It was incredibly hot. Once she finished with his left bicep, Jenaya moved to the right and did the exact same thing, simply caressing and nothing more.
Dean smirked as he felt her hands on his arms. He was letting her take full control. He physically shuddered a couple of times as he felt her soft hands caressing his arms; he could only imagine what they would feel like touching the rest of his body; not that they hadn't done this before but this would be the first time as husband and wife. Whichever arm she wasn't touching; his hand was caressing parts of her body through her clothing as his lips found her neck again. The taste of her skin on his tongue was intoxicating to him. She was always his drug of choice. She would continue to be his drug of choice for a VERY LONG TIME. Both of his hands came up and squeezed her backside; he groaned at how firm all parts of her body felt in his hands. "You're killing me darlin'; you're absolutely fuckin killing me." He mumbled against her neck.
"I know." She murmured, enjoying the feeling of his lips on her neck and finally slid her hands up to his shoulders, kneading them. Jenaya pulled back to stare into his hazy blue eyes and scooted back a little. She guided his hands to help remove her white dress, leaving her clad in a white lace bra. "I want you, Dean. So what do you say we skip the foreplay and end both of our suffering?" She suggested, reaching back to unsnap her bra and smiled when he stopped her, shaking a finger. Dean lifted her up and sat her back down on his lap, this time with her back facing him. Emerald eyes went wide when his teeth enclosed around the clasp of her bra and it unsnapped moments later, falling to the floor in front of her.
Dean's lips placed open mouthed kisses along her bare back as his hands started at her knees and slid up her soft thighs before one hand cupped her left breast bringing her back tight against his chest as his lips continue to assault her neck and bare shoulder. All the while his other hand slipped into her panties as his fingers started touching the most intimate parts of her body. He rubbed circles around her sensitive clit for a few minutes before his hand slid further down and he stroked her dripping opening before slipping a finger all the way into her, within a moment a second finger joined the first. "God you are so wet darlin'. Is all of that for me?" His raspy voice rumbled in her ear.
"Yes, only yours…" Jenaya whimpered. "Christ, get these panties off of me already!" She groaned, hearing him chuckle in that low raspy voice and nearly came unglued. The feeling of his fingers probing her just heightened her senses considerably and her hips began moving with every thrust. Taking pity on her, Dean pulled his fingers out of her panties and stood her up with her back still facing him. His hands slid her panties down, helping her step out of them and Jenaya could hear him shuffle out of his jeans. That meant he was completely naked and her suspicions were confirmed when his pulsating cock brushed up against her ass. Dean sat back down on the bed and pulled her to straddle him once again, his fingers picking up where they left off.
Dean loved that her juices soaked his fingers and the palm of his hand the longer he enjoyed touching her. His hand was alternating between breasts from left to right. "I don't want the other one getting jealous. Equal treatment is healthy." He chuckled against her neck listening to her mewls of approval for what he was doing to her body. "Mmm I think you're definitely ready for me darlin'. Lift up just slightly." He removed his fingers from her body as he sucked her essence from his fingers and moaned at the taste of pure honey on his tongue. "You always taste as good as you look." He grabbed his shaft as he ran the tip up and down her soaking sex. He barely placed just the tip inside of her. "Sit down when you're ready." He wouldn't rush her.
Jenaya tried catching her breath from Dean's administrations as she wiggled her ass a little and heard him growl, giggling softly. Her emerald eyes closed as the sensation of Dean filling her to the brim pulsated through every nerve-ending of her body. The sound of Dean's hissing and groaning combined with her uncontrollable moans were sweet music to both of their ears. Jenaya lulled her head back against Dean's shoulder and tilted her face up as their lips connected, one of his strong hands splaying against her flat stomach. Her hand slid across his neck to buried in his auburn blonde hair as he began moving inside of her, ecstasy taking completely over.
Dean was going to take his time and savor every thrust, every movement and every moan. He wanted her to feel every inch of him as he slowly and methodically moved in and out of her body as he gripped her hips and helped her glide up and down his hardened shaft. When her body moved down he could absolutely feel he was completely buried inside of her welcoming body. "We are going to just enjoy this slowly for a moment." He loved the feeling of her fingers tightening in his hair like she was trying to pull him closer to her; as if they could get any closer.
"I'm in no hurry to end this. Go as slow as you…want…" She barely got that last word out in a gasp because of how ignited her body was. It felt like it was engulfed in either a forest fire or molten lava, she couldn't decide. Jenaya heard him chuckle in her ear and shivered, moving in rhythm with him. "Dean…" His name poured out of her mouth in a moan full of so much emotion as her legs parted to drive him even deeper inside of her. The moment was erotic and mind-blowing, definitely something Jenaya never experienced before in her life. When Dean asked if they were ready for a different position, she nodded and felt him leave her body, only to be brought right back down again moments later. Dean lay on the bed, his legs dangling off the end of it and Jenaya began riding him, rolling her hips against him to get the most out of this.
Dean's eyes rolled into the back of his head at the feeling of letting her control the speed and movements. She always fit so perfectly with him. It was like she was made specifically for him. There were a few times he was sure he couldn't be any deeper inside of her body and then she would change the way her hips moved and... "God Damn." He groaned in mid thought. His hands went from gripping her hips to cupping her breasts as she continued to rock up and down on his cock. She took his breath away quite a few times just from the different angles alone. Her nails were digging into his chest and when she pinched both of his nipples at the same time he felt his cock harden even more inside of her body.
Never sliding out of her, Dean bolted upright on the bed and flipped Jenaya on her back, continuously thrusting inside of her. He brought both of her legs up to rest on his shoulders as his hips snapped forward, increasing the pace. They were both so close, she could almost taste it. This position made him go even deeper inside of her if that was possible. Jenaya was afraid he'd burst right through her back wall to her rectum at this point. Her body bowed off the bed as her moans turned into cries, the sounds of flesh smacking flesh echoing off the walls. "Come here, I want to touch you." He was too far away from her, Jenaya needed to feel his body weight on top of her. Dean obliged, draping her legs on either side of his waist as her feet buried into the comforter. His mouth found hers in a passionate kiss as her fingers once again delved in his hair.
Dean's lips found hers again as she weaved her fingers into his hair again. He secretly loved it when she played with his hair. It was his own personal fetish he usually didn't like it when women touched his hair because they didn't like the haphazardness of it and always tried to convince him to cut it. Women always wanted to change him; they never just wanted him as is. For some reason the beautiful woman beneath his body just wanted him. It was a first in his life. "God I love your fingers in my hair darlin'." He mumbled against her lips as his hips continued to thrust in and out of her beautiful body. "I don't know if I want this to end or not. But I know we're both pretty much ready to cum. I can feel your walls milking me."
"Oh god I can feel them too, I'm so close…" Jenaya kissed him with every ounce of feeling she had inside her body, letting him know she agreed with his sentiments. She was going out of her mind as her walls began caving in around Dean's cock, the hot coil within her stomach threatening to spring free. Close – she was…there. All at once, the blistering heat between them sparked and spread throughout her body as the coil sprung free. Her sex wrapped him up in a tight warm cocoon, milking him for every drop he exploded inside of her. They came together, the feeling was earthshattering and Jenaya never wanted it to end, both of them slamming their lips together to muffle their screams.
Exploding so deep inside of Jenaya's body gave him a fully euphoric feeling through his entire body. Her walls were just completely milking for every last drop and he would give it to her too. He didn't want to collapse on top of her and crush her. He kept himself up on his elbows. When they both stopped and calmed considerable, he carefully pulled out of her, before pulling her into his arms facing him. His index finger softly tracing her lips before he softly kissed her lips. "I don't think I've ever felt this happy in my entire life Mrs. Ambrose. Jesus Christ you've got me sounding like a chic."
"I don't care how much you sound like a chic Mr. Ambrose. The feelings are more than mutual; otherwise I wouldn't have married your ass today." She kissed him back, snuggling against him further and brushed some hair from his forehead and eyes. Jenaya rubbed her nose against his, sighing in contentment.
Dean lit up a smoke as he inhaled deeply letting the nicotine filter through his system. He rarely still smoked, Jenaya was slowly getting him to stop for his health and well being. He reached over and opened the window slightly. He didn't want the smoke to be thick in the air. He rolled onto his back and pulled her to his chest as his fingers lazily combed through her hair. Dean scoffed. "You're gonna care if I start growing breasts!" Turning his head away from her, he let the smoke slide out of his nose and mouth. Before his eyes turned back and locked with hers.
"Oh God! Don't say that!" Jenaya laughed, snuggling against him and draped her leg over his. Dean reached up to pull the sheet over both of them since the air was a little chilly tonight. There was no way Jenaya would freeze though, not with Dean's warm body pressed against her. "So do you want to sleep or should we go another round?"
Dean smirked down at her before he flicked his finished cigarette out the window. "What do you think darlin'?"
"I think were not getting a lot of sleep tonight."
Dean chuckled as he threw the sheet over their heads as he caught her lips with his. "Good answer."