“Mickey,” she laughs smacking my ass as I carry her over my shoulder to the barn.

“I love your family and I can’t believe you’ve carried me out of the house like this. What if you’d given them a view of my panties?”

“I kept my hand on your bottom, so no chance of that.” I lightly smack the bottom in question and nearly stumble when she shoves her hand into the back of my jeans.

Her fingers tickle over my skin heating my blood to boiling point. She’d already turned me on in the kitchen. Her teasing with my family and then talking about me naked did it.

Striding into the barn, I slip my hand under her dress and stroke the soft skin of her bottom. The panties she’s wearing are so skimpy they hardly cover her, which I take advantage of by slipping a finger under the material. When I find her ready and wet, my dick jerks hard behind my zipper.

Growling, I put her in front of me and turn her. “Climb,” I hiss between clenched teeth.

She wiggles her ass and starts to climb, which is when I realize my mistake as I glance upwards. “Fuck.”

She giggles. “Are you looking up my dress, Michael McKenzie?”

I quickly follow her up the ladders. “I just might be, Brooke Jordan.”

She giggles as I topple her over in the hay barn. I crawl up her and settle my groin between her legs, rubbing as I cup her face.

“So, how many girls have you brought up here?” She raises a brow, waiting.

I cringe and stay silent.

Brooke laughs. “It’s like that, is it?”

Groaning, I bury my face into her neck and start pressing kisses along her neck and down to her collarbone. I nuzzle her breasts through her dress becoming impatient for skin.

“High school was the last time I had anyone up here,” I confess. “Now, I need skin.” I sit back on my knees and yank her dress up, shoving her bra up her chest to get at her breasts, and then I pounce.

My mouth alternates between her gorgeous breasts, the nipples I swirl with my tongue until they’re as hard as my dick. Brooke’s hand slips between us. She presses it hard against me, causing my breath to catch and my flesh to jerk. Brooke quickly opens my jeans and when I jump into her waiting hand, my eyes cross.

“I need you now…Right now, Michael.”

She tugs my cock toward her entrance and I’m sure I’m going to be coming all over her yellow panties any second. Then her other hand slips to her folds and shoves the material hiding her pussy from my gaze out of the way.

Feeling my release gathering in my balls, I thrust all the way inside her. My legs tremble as she clamps so tightly around my cock. I hold her hips down and grind against her, the tendons in my neck strain as I arch up, my release rushing through me, and I finally spill inside her. The minute I do, she grips my sides and bathes my cock in her release. Her core ripples along my flesh, bringing me out in goose bumps, and with one last jerk, I collapse on top of her, my head dropping to a breast.

“I love you, Brooke,” I groan into her flesh.

I feel her startle under me and I wince. Slowly forcing my head up, I admit, “I didn’t plan on blurting those words out after I’d just gotten off, but they’re true. I do love you. I love your smile. I love your scent. I love your body, and God, I just love you.”

She stays silent and then, after she trails a hand from my ass to my shoulders, she cups my jaw. “I fell in love with you back on Santorini. That’s why I’m here with you because I’m not prepared to give you up.”

I grin. “Thank God.”

After a few more minutes, I slip free and kneel between her thighs. Wincing, I admit, “Well, I had some finesse up here, huh? We didn’t even remove any clothing.”

“It was hot and I think we need to do it again sometime.”

“Umm,” I mumble, distracted as I tug her panties back into place. There’s even a slight tremble in my hand as I do so. It’s so tempting to strip her naked and carry on, but with my family in the house knowing exactly what we’re doing out here, that’s not really an option.

“Michael,” she laughs. “Staring at my body isn’t helping either of us.” She glances at my groin and I smirk in return.

“I can’t help myself with you.” That’s the damn truth as well.

Shoving my junk away, I sit her up and tug her bra back into place and then sigh in disappointment as her dress covers her.

She gives me a wicked grin and going up on her knees, wraps her arms around my neck. “You’re my sexy guy, Michael McKenzie.” Her lips brush a soft kiss against mine, which is only interrupted by the sound of hooves below us.

I put a finger over Brooke’s mouth and she nods when she gets the message to stay silent. We both crawl like children to the edge and peer over.

The horses slow to a trot as the riders bring them into the barn. Rachel dismounts first, followed quickly by Alex who looks to be in a temper.

I focus on Rachel and she appears upset, which makes my heart sink because I’m now faced with the reality of what I thought was going on.

“I’ll take care of the horses,” Alex states, bluntly.

Rachel turns and looks at him. Even from where we’re hiding, I can see the anguish on Rachel’s face. Without another word, she turns, but at the last minute Alex grabs her wrist and tugs her around. He cups her face with such tenderness before covering her lips. Rachel moans and wraps herself around Alex. I glance at Brooke and we both move away to give them privacy.

I’m shocked, but I don’t know why. I’d had my suspicions, but having them confirmed...well, I was at a loss of what to do. I need to think about how the hell I’m going to be able to support Alex. They are both my cousin’s…and hell!

“We can’t,” Alex says followed with a string of curses. “I’m sorry Rachel.”

“I can’t do this anymore with you. It hurts too much,” Rachel cries and then we hear running feet.

Alex curses and from the sounds below, I’m sure he’s running after her. “We need to get out of here while we can,” I whisper to Brooke.

Quickly scrambling down the ladder, I lead her out the back door and rest against the barn. “That’s what I suspected, but it feels really weird to have it confirmed.”

Brooke stands in front of me and rests lightly in the circle of my arms. “Ramon told me that he and Noah adopted Rachel and her sister Paige, right? Which means that although an adoption is legal, there isn’t any blood between them. Not one drop Michael.”

“It’s just weird.”

“I get that…Come on, let’s go back into your parents house. It’s going to be embarrassing enough without staying away for much longer.”

I grin. “They won’t mind because you make me happy.”

“You make me very happy as well, in more ways than one.”

“God, I love you.” I seal my lips over hers and that’s the last thought I have for a while.