“God, I hope this is real life,” she whispered eyes closed, cracking a small smile. This was too real to be a dream, or at least she hoped it was. She had never been so honest with anyone, never really bared her soul like that. She was making out with Tatum, told her that she wanted her. If this was a dream she was going to wake up from just because it got good she was going to kill someone. Probably Hunter, because if she was dreaming she knew that she would be on the blonde’s floor when she woke up.

She could feel a shiver running down her entire body to her toes as she felt the redhead grind up against her. The way things were going, Tatum was going to end up with out a shirt on extremely soon. There was only so much the blonde could have dangled in front of her face. Then Tatum’s hands were on her face and she was kissing her back as hard as she could.

When Tatum pulled away from her, Mackenzie made a small noise of protest, attempting to follow the girl’s lips. She was pretty sure that they had special powers of seduction or something. She couldn’t get enough of them, but then Tatum was whispering against her lips and giving her the most serious look she had ever seen. Just for tonight, those were the most wonderful and heartbreaking words. A promise that for tonight, the redhead was hers, and also that tomorrow she would be Frankie’s once again. Mackenzie bit her lip and stared into Tatum’s eyes, she wanted this so bad she wasn’t sure if she could drag herself away from the redhead.

“Just for tonight,” She echoed in agreement, cupping the redhead’s cheek. She planted a kiss on the girls lips, running her fingers through the redhead’s hair and sighing happily. She pulled back slightly to look into Tatum’s eyes again. “You’re mine, just for tonight.”

She caught the girls lips in a hungry kiss, her hand sliding up Tatum’s shirt once again. Pressing her leg into the redhead, she slid her hand slowly up the girl’s torso, stopping once she reached her bra. She gave the redhead’s breast a light squeeze, kneading it. She didn’t care what Hunter said about small tits, they were definitely Mackenzie’s favorite.

"If you want me to stop at anytime, just say so," she panted against the girl's lips, breaking the kiss momentarily. "I won't be angry at all, okay? You're in control here Tat."