with you, but neither one of us is willing to tell Frank the truth because we both know all hell will break loose.” A huff left her, her eyes burning with stupid tears. She had to blink fast to get rid of them.
“Delaney… Honey, I love you too.”
Her heart picked up speed once more. He’d said it. He’d actually said the words! “You do?”
His big, calloused hand slipped between them and grabbed hold of her belt, tugging her toward him.
“You know good and well that I do.”
Joy filled her. Surged through her chest, spread through her body. Seared her soul. If they loved each other— what were they waiting for? Approval? Really? “You love me.”
Saying the words aloud cemented them in her heart because she believed them. “Show me,” she ordered. “Show me, and then— We’ll go back into town. Together.”
Rand’s thick eyebrow lifted. “People will talk.”
“Screw what anyone says. Frank included. He loves us both. He’ll get over it eventually. Especially when he sees that we’re not just messing around.”
“I love you.”
“I love you.” The words were so easy to say now. “I want to be with you.”
“Forever,” Rand added.
“Forever.”
Without another word, Rand yanked the buckle open. Her pulse pounded through her body, and she couldn’t look away from him as Rand unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans, stripped her, every move performed with just enough force and purposeful intent to send her desire spiraling higher.
She got into it, too, yanking at his shirt and smiling when buttons popped and went scattering across the floor. She buried her head against his recently injured shoulder, kissed the skin as she opened the sides of his shirt and shoved the material away. His skin was salty. Warm. Thoroughly intoxicating. “ Hurry. ”
“The wait will make you appreciate me more,” he said with a growling chuckle.
They finished undressing each other, every stroke of their fingers and swipe of their tongues saying all the words they couldn’t verbalize.
Since Rand was taking too long, she took matters into her own hands, ducking out from under the arm trapping her against the door and hurrying to the gorgeous, curved staircase. Rand immediately came after her, and she let him catch her halfway up the stairs, breathless and needy for him.
One of his hands curved around her and fastened over her breast, the other dragging her hips back against him as he surged inside her without the least bit of resistance.
Balance was precarious. She held tight to a spindle and one of the treads, her mind whirling as he began to pump inside her with slow, maddening strokes when she wanted fast and hard and mind-blowing.
He tugged her off-balance, somehow kept them both from tumbling down the stairs, and moved inside her at the same time, his breath rough in her ear. She couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think. Only feel. He possessed her, mastered her, took control, and made her beg for more until finally she couldn’t withstand the bombardment, and the tension burst, her cries echoing off the walls as she climaxed.
Yeah, she’d tell her father. She’d tell everyone. Scream it to the world.
Forever.
Read more about Laney and her family in the first full-length Stone Gap Mountain novel featuring Emma Wyatt and Ian MacGregor titled BLIND MAN’S BLUFF BY KAY STOCKHAM.
About the author
Kay Stockham always wanted to be a writer, ever since the age of seven or eight when she copied the pictures out of a Charlie Brown book and rewrote the story because she didn't like the plot. Through the years her stories have changed but one characteristic stayed true--they were all romances. Each and every one of her manuscripts included a love story.
Published in 2005 with Harlequin Superromance, Kay's first release was a Waldenbooks Bestseller. Kay has also been a HOLT Medallion, Book Buyers Best and RITA Award finalist who has contracted fourteen books with Harlequin