Page 83 of Rumor Has It

He pulls me to his side, leading me out with pride. “You’re a little badass, taking them both on.”

“I had it under control.”

He pins me with a heated gaze. “I wasn’t here to control them.”

“You can control me any day you want with your fine ass and sexy growl.” A frenzied desire dances in his eyes, mirroring mine.

He backs me up against my truck. “Tell me, Kenzie.”

“I never wanted another man like I’ve always wanted you.” My breath hitches when he closes in.

“You have to do better than that, Kenzie.” His heated gaze drives me insane, and I can’t think.

I begin to stutter. “I-I need you, like breathing.”

“Not good enough.” He steps back, and I wrap his wrist, dragging him back to me.

I fist his hair, pulling his face close to mine. “I love you, always.”

“You have to mean it, Kenzie.” His lips graze mine.

My chest heaves, telling me to leave it all here with him. “I’ve never wanted another man because no one else loves me like you do. I need you like I need air, but even more than that—I want you. In every way, for the rest of my life, I need your love.”

“There’s my girl.” His lips find mine, working together in a sweet dance of longing and acceptance. He sweeps his tongue over my bottom lip, enticing me to open my mouth for him.

He takes me, body and soul. No longer needing to mark me as his, I was his years ago. Boone presses into me, taking everything he wants, giving me what I need. His hands roam my body with a groan, claiming me.

He breaks away, remembering where we are. “I suppose we’ve given this place enough to talk about for the next foreseeable future.”

“I don’t care! You keep kissing me like that, and you can take me on the hood of my truck.” I struggle to calm myself.

He smiles, devilishly. “How about we start in the living room and work our way back?”

“Sounds like a damn fine plan.” I press my lips to his. “I need to let Maisyn know; she has Rumor.”

“Who do you think called me for backup? She knows what’s up.”

“Does she now?” I step away from him, working my way around my truck.

He releases my hand reluctantly. “Where you goin’?”

“First one home gets naked last.” I bite my lip. “I’d love to see you strip that hot ass of yours.”

“I can handle that bet, as long as I can get on yours if you lose.” He waggles his brows.

“You’re on!” Shaking my money maker, I jump into my truck. He runs to his car, pulling out and riding my ass. No doubt, where he wants to be.