Page 108 of Rumor Has It

“There ya go, baby.” I raise up, tugging on her hair until her back sways, pushing her fine ass into the air. Driving my knees down, I slide into her until she gasps, filling her completely.

“Ya might want to hold on, Kenzie,” I groan, and I’m rewarded when she clenches around me.

Her hands grip the couch and I move on cue. Pacing our body’s bump and grind, I press into the small of her back, making her knees widen. I press deep in her, dragging my cock out slowly.

Only to pound back into her, her ass slapping against me as a frenzied desire urges me faster. Laying my hand on her shoulder, I pull her back on me, meeting her as I drive in. A relentless rhythm of push and pull fills the room.

Her legs begin to quiver as I feel her sucking me deeper into her core. I capture my bottom lip between my teeth to keep myself from exploding and spilling into her.

I wrap my arm around her waist, hauling her up and sitting her on my lap. Her head lulls onto my chest, and I find my way back to her neck. Pressing my mouth to her naked skin, I work her pussy as my lips move over her jaw.

As we get closer to the edge, I slide my free hand to her face, pushing her mouth to mine. I swirl my tongue with hers, chasing our orgasms together. Her moans are no more than low murmurs as she releases over me, sending me spiraling with her after I meet her climax with mine.

We collapse into the floor, me holding her to my chest until she can catch her breath. Laying there, I realize I feel closer to her now than I ever have, and my heart stutters.

“Are you okay?” she mutters.

I nod before I can answer. “Yeah. You?”

“I’ve never been better, but your heart felt odd.” She slides to my side, peering up at me.

I place my finger under her chin, pressing my lips to hers. “It was talking to yours.”

“Mine only answers to yours.” She traces it with her fingers. “Boone, you possessed me years ago, haunting my heart until it could connect with yours again.”

“I love you, Mackenzie Grace.” I swallow hard when my heart thunders in my chest.

Her hand lays over my heart. “I love you, Boone Anderson.”

“Always.”

A smile plays on her lips. “Always.”

I’m not sure how long we stay this way, apparent to us both we needed to just be together. My chest tightens when I think about the time, and the fact we need to clean up and get ready for our visitor.

“We need to move, baby.” I kiss the top of her head as she begins her protest by shaking it.

“Nope, not happening. I’m thinking the timing’s wrong.” She snuggles closer to me, burying her face in my side.

Her reluctance only heightens my unshakeable sense of dread. “You have no idea how much I wished we didn’t have to go through with this, but you know it’s the right thing to do.”

“Is it?” She lifts her head, meeting my eyes. “Honestly, do you think we should do this to Rumor?”

I tilt my head, studying her. “You know it’s the right thing to do.”

“I know, at least long enough to get him to not only consent to a test, but to actually take one.” She rolls her eyes.

I scratch my chin. “He’s gonna keep jerking us around just because he can.”

“I still need to test you both. There’s no way you’re related. If you are, you got all the good stuff.” She snickers.

“I’ll take that, but for now, we need to do this for Rumor. We’ll tackle the rest once we know everything.” I take a deep, steadying breath.

“You’re a rock, babe.” She pats my chest.

I wallow my question around a few minutes, knowing the answer before I ask. “How did you feel when he said he still loved you?”

“Scared.” She shudders. There’s no hesitation with her answer, though. “I’m afraid what he’ll ask us to do, you know, for him to take the test.”