Chapter Forty-Two

#Chapter Forty-Two

Serene knocked on his shed. It took a while before he answered the door, and when he did, his expression immediately turned dark.

"Lachlan."

"What do you want?" Lachlan asked her, his body wedged in the opening of the door. He was not going to let her in easily.

"I'm sorry about what I did," she said. "Frank told me the truth. That you lied to help him cover his secret. The secret that his lover is his nephew."

Lachlan's expression loosened. "Oh."

"I'm sorry, Lachlan," she said. "Will you forgive me?"

He stepped aside and pushed the door open. "Come in."

She walked in and sat down on his bed. He came up to her and sat down next to her. "I'm really sorry."

"You were really fucking crazy, you know that, right?"

"I know," she admitted.

"I forgive you."

"It's just that I always had a father who placed impossible standards on me as a Thatcher and I was never good enough. I grew up seeking approval from others because I couldn't get it from my father and now I have a group of friends who love to gossip. They're relentless. They can ruin someone simply from the words that leave their mouth. I felt like everything Frank and I had was at stake."

"I understand," he said and she put her head on his shoulder as tears left her eyes. He reached over and lifted her chin, wiping her tears from her eyes. He kissed the wet trails down her cheek before lowering his mouth to hers to trap it in a sensual kiss.

Backing him into the bed, she placed her knees on either side of him and he lifted her skirts up to her waist. Slowly, he guided her into his cock and she sank up and down it, moans leaving her mouth. They fucked slowly and rained light, affectionate kisses down on each other.

Then Serene fisted his hair and he dug his fingers into the fabric on her back. She forced his head up and he yanked her hard back down onto his cock. She tugged hard on his hair and he pushed up into her roughly. Their fucking intensified and soon, they were screaming at each other, teeth biting into skin, nails tearing clothes until they fucked their brains out.