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“I want your cock,” I gasp, my hips rolling against his hand. “I want itnow.”

Finally, he stops teasing. He strips off his clothes in record time, and I swear to god, the sight of him naked should be illegal. His chest is broad and chiseled, his abs flexing as he moves, and his cock—fuck—his cock is thick and hard and just begging to be inside me.

He positions himself between my legs, his hands gripping my thighs as he guides himself to my entrance. The first push is electric, his cock stretching me open in the best way possible, and I can’t stop the moan that escapes my lips.

“Fuck,” he groans, his voice strained as he sinks deeper, filling me inch by glorious inch. “You feel so goddamn good.”

And I do. I feel every ridge, every pulse of him as he moves inside me, his hips slamming against mine with a rhythm that’s fucking perfect. My legs wrap around his waist, pulling him closer, and his hands grip my ass as he fucks me harder, deeper, until I’m screaming his name.

He whispers my name like a prayer, his voice shaky with emotion. “Mackenzie,” he says again, and it’s all I need to hear before I’m tumbling over the edge into a world of pleasure that only he can give me.

We collapse into a tangled heap of sweat, skin, and satisfaction, his body still pressed against mine as we catch our breath. His lips brush against my forehead in a surprisingly tender kiss, and for a moment, everything feels perfect.

“I love you,” he murmurs.” His voice is soft but full of emotion, which makes my heart swell.

“I love you too,”” I whisper back, tracing lazy patterns on his chest.

This man. This fucking man. He’s my everything.

CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN

NATE

“I never wantto leave this spot.”

“You sure know how to stroke a guy’s ego.” My eyes flutter open to a sight I want to see every morning for the rest of my life. Mackenzie’s long auburn hair lays in a wild mess as those green eyes lock onto mine from her side of the bed. I smile at the thought. We’ve been here one night, and she already claims a particular side.

“I’m pretty sure you stroke mine enough.”

“I just like stroking you.”

“You do, huh?”

“Oh, yeah.” As if to prove my point, I run my palm along the curves of her frame. Her soft, smooth skin is so damn inviting. No matter how hard I try, I can’t keep from touching her.

Her eyelids close, and she mewls. The sound travels straight to my already hard cock.

“I could get used to this.”

“Same.”

Her eyes reopen, filled with something deeper than lust. “Thank you for going after my brother. I never got a chance to thank you properly.”

“You don’t need to. I’d do anything for you.” I’m dead seriouswhen I say that. This woman makes me want to walk through flames to be near her.

“Still, you didn’t have to take that risk. I wouldn’t think Jordan would harm you, but I didn’t think he’d steal from me either.”

“Trust me. I’ve been in worse situations.”

She slaps her hand over her face. “God, I know. Sometimes I forget you’re a soldier. What made you go after him?”

“It wasn’t right what he did. You’re working your ass off, and for him to take what belongs to you and the kids . . . no way. I wasn’t going to let him get away with it. When Detective Stubbs told me the corporation’s name was Plymouth Rolling Rock, I knew it sounded familiar. But it didn’t connect until your mom mentioned your dad would be paroled. My dad was almost transferred to the Rolling Rock penitentiary. I knew he was responsible after discovering your brother’s car was a Plymouth.”

“What sucks is the small withdrawals he made help fund his car repairs.” Sadness coats her features. “Isn’t that nice? I paid for my own robbery. I feel like a damn fool.”

“You’re anything but a fool.”

“I feel like it, though—especially how I handled you.” A tear slides down her cheek. I rub the back of my finger against her cheek to wipe it away. Her gaze locks with mine. “When I told the detectives about your computer access, I never truly believed you’d steal from me.”

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