I stared at the envelope in my hand.

“I’m going to get some air.” I turned for the door.

“No.” Kaitlyn ran from behind the desk. “Can’t we open it together? Maybe I can help you with whatever is in that thing.”

My eyes narrowed. “Like letting that asshole paw all over you.”

Her hands shot to her hips. “Don’t turn this around on me. I spilled my coffee. I was in the middle of telling him to get out of the office when I knocked my cup over, and then he just started helping me.”

I wasn’t convinced. “I saw where his hands were, Kaitlyn.”

“You’ve got to be kidding me. It wasn’t like I asked him to do that. I didn’t invite him here. He showed up.”

“Like he did yesterday.” I was fucking furious.

“Are you implying something?”

“It’s just obvious he has a thing for you.”

“Thing for me? What’s that supposed to mean? I told him you and I are together. There is no way he got the wrong idea.”

I shook my head before sliding into the empty seat. “And you think that would stop a guy like that?”

She kneeled next to me. “Cole, I would never even consider someone else. You and me. We’re together. I just moved all the way from North Carolina to live with you. You think I would throw that away?”

The envelope was still mangled in my fist. “God no, I’m not worried about you. It’s him. He thinks he can swoop in here and steal the Dunes, and if he wants you, what’s going to stop him from trying to make a move?”

“It takes two people, and this girl is not interested in that guy. Ok?” She tilted my chin forward.

“I saw how he looked at you.” My voice was firm. Kaitlyn was gorgeous and sexy. Any man would want her. The problem was seeing it in action. That asshole had made it clear that he wanted everything that belonged to me.

“It doesn’t mean anything. I am with you.”

I handed her the envelope. “You open it.”

She slid her finger between the flap and the seal. Kaitlyn pulled out a folded piece of paper along with a few photographs. She opened the paper.

“It’s a birth certificate.” She read the names in the blocks. “It says his father was Mitchell Thomas and his mother was Lorraine Hanish.” There was a seal from the state of Texas at the bottom. She gave it to me to read.

“What else?” I asked.

We both knew the certificate could have been altered or the paternal name falsely identified. She held a stack of pictures. There was a little boy blowing out candles on his third birthday cake. One of the same boy opening Christmas presents. As he got older, the pictures became clearer. His high school graduation. College graduation. There was no mistaking Aiden was the boy aging over the decades. She placed them in my palm.

“This is Pops.” I pointed to the man in the picture. “Son of a bitch,” I muttered under my breath. I flipped through the pictures. What the fuck was I seeing?

“How could Pops keep this from me?” I shook my head. “And not just me, my dad, my grandmother. I thought I knew him. He had another life? Another family? I don’t understand how he could have done this. What the fuck?”

Kaitlyn took my face between her palms.

“I will help you get through this. We will figure it out together. Just don’t shut me out, please. We swore we’d tell each other everything.”

“We did.”

I dropped the package, tangling my hands in her hair. My lips crashed into hers. My tongue twirled inside her mouth. Kaitlyn moaned at each flick of my tongue. Her hands roamed my chest.

My eyes darted to the window. I pulled back. “Baby, we can’t do this now. It’s the middle of the day, and that asshole could come back.”

“Take me home,” she urged.

“I’ve got to get back to the roof. We can pick this up later.” I stood, stretching my legs and forcing my cock to calm the fuck down.

“No.” She stood in front of me. “Take me home. Take me to bed. Just take me.”

She stood on her toes and wrapped her arms around mine neck, pulling my lips toward hers. “I need you now. Not after work, not tonight, but right now. I can’t wait until we put Grayson to bed. Please,” she begged.

I laced my fingers through hers and lead Kaitlyn out of the office.

We didn’t say a single word as we climbed the stairs to our blue beach cottage, and we didn’t talk as we undressed each other in the coolness of our white bedroom.

The house was quiet except for the sounds coming from the beach.

I’d wanted her in the middle of the day. I wanted her in the morning. In the shower. I wanted her all the time. But after a week of throwing herself into work and trying to figure out Grayson’s schedule together it was fucking hard to be spontaneous.

Her body drove me crazy. Did she ever doubt it? And now there was another man who wanted her. It wasn’t fucking happening.

Kaitlyn was mine. This girl had been in my life for years. Now that I finally had her, I wasn’t going to let her go to some dick who thought he was entitled because life dealt him a shitty hand.

She made a trail of clothes to the bedroom. I followed her, throwing my shirt as I walked and shirked my jeans.

I pulled her to my body. She shivered against me and the peaks of her tits were hard on my chest.

“You know this is what I need, don’t you?” I searched her eyes.

“Yes.” She nodded, climbing on the bed. “We both need it.” She rolled on her back and spread her legs. God, she was the perfect tempting angel. She could give me everything I wanted.

My cock ached to be inside her. To fuse with her sweet skin and plunge inside her velvet walls.

I reached in the drawer and pulled out the little toy I had bought two weeks ago. I coated it with lube. She was so fucking sexy with this in her ass.

She licked her lips and whimpered.

I crawled toward her, eyeing her pussy. It glistened in the sunlight. But this toy was for her perfect little asshole. I knew I was a lucky man. She had given it to me and I wanted every time to feel fucking incredible for her. I wanted her to love having that precious backdoor filled with my cock. To want me inside her. To love playing with toys. And she had wanted all of it and more.

I knew this woman was meant for me.

I drew a long kiss against her lips. She purred as I flicked my tongue over hers.

“You want this, don’t you?” I held up the plug, dangling it between us.

“Yes,” she moaned, lifting her hips.

“So dirty, Kaitlyn.” I smacked her and she yelped.

Her legs widened. I grinned. “You have to spread them wider than that baby.”

“Shit, Cole,” she groaned rolling on her stomach. She sat back on her knees, stretching her cheeks until her ass was exposed. That tight little asshole of hers was enough to bring me to my knees.

I pushed the plug to the forbidden entrance and shoved it inside as her toes curled and she jerked forward on her hands and knees.

“Yes!” she screamed.

“Oh fuck, baby,” I groaned, watching her body writhe with carnal satisfaction. I fisted my cock, pumping it a few times. I needed this a few more times before I fucked her. Watching her like this, made everything else disappear.

“Again, please,” she begged, glancing over her shoulder. She crouched back, extending her hands long. I slowly slid the plug along her skin and then shoved it inside her.

She moaned, sliding forward, clamping down on the plug and soaring forward. Her tits grazed the sheets. I reached around her hip and flicked her clit.

“Oh God,” she whimpered. “I love it so much.”

“I know.” I nipped her ass playfully with my teeth, needing it one more time.

She sat back and I fucked her ass with the plug one last time before she convulsed around it.

“Cole,” she cried. I climbed on the bed behind her, pushing my cock inside her swollen pussy. The plug stretched and filled her, putting pressure against her walls as I soared inside her.

I yanked the back of her hair, riding her hard and long. I grunted and panted, before flipping her on her back. I sent her legs to my shoulders as I sank deep inside her. The plug had an entirely new effect at this angle. It made her even tighter. Fuck. I didn’t know sex with Kaitlyn could keep getting hotter, but that’s exactly what happened.

“Ohh,” she mewed. “Keep. Doing. That.”

We needed this more than either of us realized. The pressure. The work. And now a fucking long-lost uncle had shown up. We needed this to remember, nothing and no one came between us. Nothing.

Her eyes locked on mine and I knew the way the head of my cock slid in and out that I had seconds before I exploded.

“Come with me,” I commanded.

She was already there. Her pussy clamped on my cock and we fell apart. Shattered. Broke in each other’s arms.