I couldn’t get over how beautiful she was. I promised her lunch, but I took the beer from her hand. My palms slid to her face as I brushed my lips over hers. I inhaled all of her when my mouth crushed into hers.

The need for her was uncontrollable. Something had happened to me last night. I hungered for her more than ever.

She moaned and her lips parted for me. I loved how she tasted. My arms roamed over her body, gripping her ass. God, she had a perfect round ass.

My eyes darted to hers and I could read everything she was thinking. I picked her up and sat her on the table. She bit at my lips, sucking and pulling me toward her. I felt the fire in my chest when I thought about stripping her down on my kitchen table.

Her hands tugged on my T-shirt, her eyes playful. “I like this kind of lunch.” She giggled.

“I’m about to have dessert.” I waggled my eyebrows.

“God, yes,” she moaned.

I kissed her neck and throat, letting her lean back into my hands. I was going to feast on her gorgeous body.

I was about to toss the shirt on the floor when I heard wheels crunching over the gravel driveway. I paused, shifting my ears toward the door. Why was someone here?

“What is it?” she asked. Her eyes met mine.

“I think we have company.” Shit. I left her sitting on the table and walked to the living room window. “Damn it. It’s my cousin. Wait here.”

I closed the door behind me and greeted Cane on the porch.

“Don’t you ever call?” I grunted.

“Do you ever turn your phone on?” Cane retorted.

I pulled my cell from my back pocket. The screen was black. I had forgotten to charge the battery overnight. I was preoccupied with something much more worthy of my time.

“Right. What’s up?” I wanted to get Cane off my porch so I could get back to Gretchen.

“We have a problem. I must have called you 100 times”

“I was busy last night.”

Cane’s eyebrows arched. “Busy? Does that mean you were with the hot little doctor?”

My eyes flared. “Watch it,” I snapped. “Don’t talk about her like that.”

“Sorry. Just asking. She’s sort of a part of this.”

I stood down. I didn’t want Gretchen to hear our conversation. I tried to keep my voice low. Until I could tell her everything, I didn’t want her to know what my family was battling.

“Anyway, what happened?”

“I think the other families have called a truce.”

“That’s a good thing, isn’t it? What’s the problem? If they’ve dropped the lawsuit we don’t have anything to worry about.” Maybe things were better than I could have realized.

Cane shook his head. “No. They’ve decided they’re going to divide our land in half. Each family chooses an acre until it’s split equally between the two.”

I glared. “They can’t do that.”

“They are doing it. They’ve filed a second suit with the judge to make this immediate.”

Something inside me snapped. “This family is going to be left intact.”

Cane smiled. “So, you told the doc?”

“It shouldn’t be any of your fucking business, but I didn’t tell her yet.”

Cane shut his eyes then turned away. “Brett, you have to. We can’t lose what is rightfully ours.”

I had lied before. I had lied so many times as a Delta it was as natural as breathing. I would go undercover to gain trust. I would use sources for information, feeding them what they wanted to hear.

Cane wanted to hear that the family’s legacy was safe with me. What he didn’t want to hear was that I wanted it all. I wanted both worlds. I wanted to go back to Kazastan and lead my team. I wanted Gretchen to stay here and wait for me, having my family while keeping my bed warm.

“Brett??” Cane eyed me. “Are you going to call a meeting?”

I shook my head. Things weren’t getting better. “Give me tonight. I need to talk to Gretchen.”

“I don’t know if we have another night,” he warned.

“Go to the Osborns. Tell them I will call a meeting tomorrow. Got it?” my finger pressed into Cane’s chest.

“You’re the boss. If you need another day, then I’ll tell them.”

“Good.”

I shoved my hands in my pockets, looking over my shoulder. Gretchen was inside, waiting for me.

“I’ve got to go. I’ll charge my phone. Call me next time before you just show up.”

Cane walked back to his truck. “Got it. I’ll take care of it.”

I had to go back inside and tell her. She needed to know what was going on. She didn’t know she was the key to saving my family’s legacy. She was a strong woman. She was intelligent. I would approach her with the facts, and she would understand her role.

I opened the door, expecting to see Gretchen sitting on the couch or on the table where I left her, but as soon as the door closed her arms were around my neck.

“Hey,” I muttered.

She tugged at my neck until my mouth was pressed to hers. Her tongue curled against mine. “Hey.”

I felt her hands slide under my shirt, the softness of her palms tracing the sculpted lines of my chest.

All the things I was going to tell her could wait. I needed her right now.

She backed away from me, slowly unbuttoning her top button. I crossed the room, scooping her in my arms in the process.

She squealed. “Where are we going?”

“We never had lunch,” I grinned.

I saw her eyes light when I placed her on the table.

I popped the rest of the buttons from her shirt as I ripped it from her arms. She cradled my head to her chest. I flicked the clasp on her bra, and peeled it from her arms. I knew there weren’t two more perfect tits in the entire world, as I pulled one into my mouth.

“Oh, yes,” she moaned as I sucked against her.

My hands wrestled with her jeans, unsnapping the button before peeling them over her hips and thighs. The need for her was spiraling. I wanted to take my time, pleasure her, make her come over and over, but I couldn’t think straight. I needed to be inside her.

Gretchen’s fingertips trailed over my chest, stopping to trace the ridges at my ribs and torso. She worked my belt free, and in one motion, I shoved my jeans and boxers to the floor, standing in front of her throbbing with want. My dick bounced freely, pointing straight at her pussy.

“I want you, Gretchen,” I growled. It hurt how much I wanted her. My chest ached. My cock pulsed. I could feel my hunger for her.

“I want you too,” she whispered. Her hand landed on my hard shaft, and she guided me toward her entrance, already wet for me.

It was too much. I didn’t have enough restraint to take things slow and easy. I gripped her hips, groaning as I buried myself inside her.

“Oh, Brett,” she screamed as her back arched off the table.

The urges controlling me were wild and consuming. I wanted to fill her with my essence. I wanted my hot seed buried so deep in her there would be an army of babies. It was stupid. It was primal. But it was blinding me with animalistic passion. I stroked at her nipples, twisting and pinching them between her fingers. Her head thrashed to the side as she whimpered.

“It’s so good. Fuck me more,” she begged.

The more she encouraged me, the harder I got. The stronger the need to fill her with come. I leaned forward, sucking her tit against my tongue. I lashed over her. My mouth moved between her breasts, kissing along her throat. Then I felt her lips. The sweet honey of her mouth, drowning everything else out.

“Come with me,” she coaxed. “I want to come with you, Brett.”

And I felt her body quiver and vibrate under me as she kissed and breathed against my lips.

“I need it,” she whispered. “I want to feel you come with me.”

And I knew I needed it too. I needed this woman like nothing I had ever needed in my life. I wrapped my arms around her, feeling her body quake with her orgasm. As I stared in her eyes I felt my own release start to tighten in my spine. I could feel it break free.

“God, Gretchen.” I buried myself in her so deep I knew we were now one. I pumped my essence hard, giving her everything I had. The primal need to give her a baby ripped through my chest as my hot seed spilled from me.

She clawed at my back, as her legs spread for me, letting me drive deeper and farther. She screamed as my final thrust shattered us both like glass. Our bodies, dewy with sweat, gasped for breath as the fire consumed us, raging through our blood.

I kissed her lips gently, knowing I hadn’t done anything gently before this moment.

“I’ve never felt anything like that.” Her green eyes sparkled.

“Me either.” I kissed her throat. My chest tightened. I was holding her, the one woman made for me, but the realization hit me like a stray bullet.

I wanted more.