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with the way he filled me up and rotated his hips, letting me feel that fullness.

“Missed you,” he said against my mouth.

I licked at his lips, gasping when he pulled back all the way and slammed back inside.

“Fuck, you’re so tight like this,” he groaned.

‘Like this’ I decided meant ‘unprepared’ because we’d been in this position before.

The only difference was I hadn’t been expecting him to wake up and pounce on me.

“Maybe you’re just abnormally large,” I suggested.

“Maybe,” he agreed. “Or maybe I’ve just got the tightest pussy on the planet available to me.”

I would’ve rolled my eyes, but he used that time to punctuate his sentence with a sharp thrust inside of me. Followed by another. And another.

Soon the headboard was slapping hard against the wall, and he was taking me so fiercely that short gasps of air were leaving me on each thrust of his hard cock inside of me.

Soon he was rearing up, positioning my legs up high over my head, and slamming inside of me at a better angle.

Shortly after, I was coming.

Hard, loud, and excitingly fast.

This Bourne was the one that I loved when he came out to play.

I wasn’t sure what it was about him when he was so fierce and hard, but it excited me. Made me shiver.

When he lost control…

He cursed and stiffened, his cock slamming inside and coming to a halt.

Seconds later he started to jerk inside of me, signaling his release as well.

Then, just as suddenly, he was collapsing back on top of me and rolling so that I was lying on top of him, still sheathed fully inside of me.

I ran my hand over his strong bearded jaw and pressed a kiss to the underside of his chin.

Then I just lay there, waiting.

If he wanted to talk, I would be there for him and listen. If he didn’t, well, I’d still be there.

Which reminded me.

“I love you, Bourne.”

He stilled, then drew in a shaky breath. Holding him close, I told him everything that had happened that day. Ending with the legal papers from my father.

“We’re going to have to do something about him,” I vowed. “He’s not going to leave this alone.”

He ran his hand down my bare back.

“No,” he agreed. “He’s not.”

Chapter 14

Sometimes I wish I could just ram my fist down someone’s throat for fun. And when they asked why, I could tell them that I was tired of listening to their smartphone going off beside my face, and maybe next time they should be more considerate when watching videos in public.

-Text from Bourne to Booth

Bourne

“Bourne?”

Ellie.

“Hey, Ellie,” I said softly. “How you doin’?”

There was a small sniffle on the end.

“I just wanted to call and give you some information that I found,” she said softly. “I just… I know that you’ve done a lot for Jason and me over the years, and I wanted to give you this. He said that you needed it?”

The information that I’d asked Jason for before he’d died.

I swallowed hard. “Ellie…”

“I heard what was going on through the grapevine,” she murmured. “He’s pressuring you. I want to help. Jason called that day before he… you know. He told me to start digging. And I’d already started working on it when I was informed of his accident. Then this morning, I remembered and found myself working on it again. I heard about it from one of the cops that came to check on me. I’m… I want to help. I dug some… how deep do you want me to go?”

The shit she’d been hearing through the grapevine was a couple of us moving everything that we could get out of Delanie and Dillan’s house in about a day and a half’s time.

After our argument about David not being listed on the deed, we knew that he’d come back with paperwork saying he was listed on the deed.

In the time that it took for him to do that, we’d taken everything of importance and moved it.

Delanie was now moved in with me, and Dillan was now fully moved in with Booth.

Asa’s belongings that were at Delanie’s place were now in my spare bedroom.

As for all of Delanie’s dogs, they were now at my parents’ place in the air-conditioned shop that Booth and I had helped build a few weeks ago.

This weekend I would work on something more permanent, and it was under discussion whether we should start building.

But… for now, we were making it.

I cleared my throat.

“If you have anything,” I said, “I’d love