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pouring everything I'd felt the last few days into that kiss.

No matter what we decided, I'd be by her side.

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KENNEDY

"Ican't believe you're here." I shoved Boone's flannel shirt off his shoulders, and lifted his T-shirt over his head, running my hands over his bare chest.

"I couldn't let you go on another day without knowing how I felt about you." His voice was rough.

He'd traveled to Miami to tell me he loved me and that he was willing to move to Florida. The love I felt for him expanded. I kissed his chest, my hands roaming lower.

He unbuckled his jeans and shoved them down.

He looked so handsome, standing in my apartment. I couldn't get over that he was here and that he was mine.

"You're wearing too many clothes," he said roughly as I hooked my fingers in the waistband of his briefs.

"You'll have to do something about that." Because I was focused on his very hard dick which was begging for my touch.

Before I could get my hand around him, Boone lifted my dress over my head, leaving me in a white lace bra and thong.

"You're gorgeous." He sucked on my nipple through the lace, and I gasped at the zing of electricity that shot to my clit.

His hand cupped my pussy. "Are you wet for me?"

I let my head fall back as he kissed my neck. "You'll have to find out."

His fingers slipped under my panties and between my folds.

I clung to his shoulders, feeling out of control now that he'd taken over.

He unhooked my bra, and I let it fall off my shoulders. Then he tugged my panties down, and I kicked them off.

I felt exposed, being naked in front of the windows. But no one could see this many floors up. This moment felt intimate, as if no one could penetrate it.

He kissed me, his fingers slipping inside and his other hand cupping my breast. I'd never felt more desired.

He worked his fingers inside me, driving me higher. I finally managed to wrap my hand around the base of his cock and tugged.

"I'm not going to last long if you keep doing that."

But I wanted him to feel as out of control as I did.

He pulled away from my grip and guided me over to the couch.

I knew exactly what he wanted and moved onto the couch on all fours. His hand moved between my legs.

I felt so needy to have him inside me. I'd gone days thinking that I'd screwed everything up and that I'd never get another chance with him. And now he was here in my apartment.

I wanted to urge him to move, but at the same time, I wanted to savor this moment.

He slid his cock between my folds, and I rocked back, searching for more. Then the tip of his cock slipped inside, and I gasped at the sensation.

His hands gripped my hips. "You're so gorgeous, taking my cock."

I arched my back and widened my legs for him. "Please, Boone. I need you."