“I’d heard something about that, yeah.” She laughed.

“Well, why don’t I help you? We can go over to your place and do whatever yard work you need doing. I can spend tomorrow night at your house. That is, if I’m not rushing.”

“You aren’t and yes, I’d like that.”

Dinner was excellent, Kyle was a very good cook. After they’d cleaned up the kitchen together he turned and her pulse sped to see the look in his eyes.

“Maggie, I need you. Right now.” Her mouth dried up as she watched him stalk toward her. He was overwhelming in that moment and it thrilled her. One handed, he pulled the fly of his jeans open and hers with the other hand.

Making quick work out of getting naked, she stood there frozen against the force of his needy gaze. She found herself backed against the wall in the dining room. He dropped to his knees and her stomach clenched.

“I want to taste you,” he murmured and spread her open with his thumbs. “Thigh on my shoulder.” It wasn’t a request. Complying, she leaned back, putting her weight against the wall. A gasp ripped from her lips as his mouth closed over her pu**y.

One of her hands gripped the doorjamb and the other sifted through his hair. She cried out when two of his fingers pressed deep into her and turned to hook, stroking her sweet spot. A gasp of his name when his teeth scraped gently over her swollen clit.

“Mmmm. You like that.” He couldn’t see her enthusiastic nod so she pushed his head back into place and ignored his chuckle.

The tip of his tongue drew circles around her clit over and over until her legs shook so hard she could barely hold herself up.

“Oh god, please. Kyle, please.”

“Please what?” He looked up at her and one eyebrow slid high.

“Pleasemakemecome!”

A third finger joined the other two inside her and he moved back into place. His tongue drew through her pu**y, sliding back and forth through her folds until he got back to her clit. And he stayed there. Insistently, relentlessly flicking over her with a feather light but consistent stroke. On and on until her climax bloomed and exploded over her with such force she flung her head back, smacking it against the wall behind her.

Muscles still jumping she found herself bent over the table. She heard the crinkle of the condom wrapper as he widened her thighs. Gripping the side of the table, she braced herself as he thrust into her to the root in one long stroke.

“Told you, you made me want you bend you over something. Holy smoke you’re so hot it drives me crazy,” he murmured and began to thrust deep, over and over. Her ni**les hardened against the cool, unyielding surface of the table.

She’d never been taken in such a spontaneous, raw way and it thrilled her to her very core. That she made him feel so out of control that he had to bend her over the kitchen table and have her right at that very moment was wildly exciting. His desire of her elevated her. Made her feel like a goddess. To be the focus of such regard, such intensity, made her tremble and sweat.

Kyle looked down at the feminine curve of her spine, before arching back to watch his c**k disappear into her body only to withdraw, covered in her honey. Damn but he wanted her. In every way, in every place he could imagine. He’d never desired a woman so deeply before. She affected him on such a primal level that it should have scared him. But all he could feel was the way the hot, wet flesh of her pu**y embraced him. Sucked at him even as he pulled out and welcomed him again as he thrust back deep.

“Damn it, Maggie, you feel so good.” His head fell back as orgasm took over his muscles and he came deep inside her.

He pressed a kiss to the back of her neck and carried her upstairs to his bed. He went to sleep knowing that the woman curved against his body would be that way for the rest of his life.

By the time they arrived at the Grange the next night, most the Chase family was there and had scored a table. Her heart warmed at the genuine enthusiasm they greeted her with. All the brothers told her to save them a dance and Kyle scowled and rolled his eyes at them.

“You know, Liv should be here too.” Maggie’s tone with Matt was casual and she was delighted to see his face light up. “I knew it!”

“What?”

“You are interested in her!”

He sighed and then grinned in resignation. “Yeah, I’ve had a crush on Olivia since high school.”

“For heaven’s sake, why didn’t you kiss her the other night? Or at least go inside?”

“I’ve been kicking myself for that ever since then. I really did have an early seminar that next morning. I want to give her the time and attention she deserves.”

“Oh good! I’m relieved to hear it. Of course, she’s my best friend and has been since the third day of kindergarten, so I’m totally biased,” she gulped in a deep breath before continuing, “but I can still tell you that she’s just the most wonderful woman on the planet.”

“I doubt it, Red. I know the most wonderful woman on the planet and she’s not Liv Davis.” Kyle kissed her freckles and heat bloomed as she blushed.

“Lord. I hope that’s not catching,” Marc said of the two of them. “It’s nice for you two and all. But Kyle has been a happy go lucky bachelor all of this time and he’s so obviously gone over you, sugar, it scares me.”

“It’ll happen to you too, you know. When it’s supposed to.” Kyle’s smile was smug.

“Maggie, fancy seeing you here.”