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peppered her calves and shins with more kisses, running his
hands over her skin, investigating the ticklish crease behind her knee. She
giggled and tried to roll away, but Cole surged up and pinned her to the bed.
    “Where do you think you’re going?” A smile the likes of
which she hadn’t seen in ages graced his face.
    Looping her arms around his neck, she felt the dusty cobwebs
of her heart loosen their hold, as if someone had opened a window and a fresh
breeze blew through. “Nowhere.”
    “Good.” He kissed one cheek then the other. His dark gaze
promised more than his smile foretold. “I’m not done with you yet.”
    God, I hope not.
    “Now where was I?”
    Cole pushed to his knees and studied her for a moment. He
shoved her skirt up to the tops of her thighs and she shivered. Tanya licked
her lips and forced herself to relax. Enjoy what her husband was doing.
    He slid his hands up and down her thighs, from the outside
in, working his fingers higher and closer to her pussy with each motion. She
shifted her hips, silently begging for more.
    She grabbed the die and pushed it into his hand. Cole
chuckled at her and let it drop onto the bed again.
    Did it have “pussy” on it anywhere? She prayed it did.
    “Fuck yes,” Cole muttered, his voice low and rough.
    “Huh?” She pushed up to her elbows, finding it hard to focus
on his face.
    Cole grinned at her and tugged the top of her dress down. When
her bra didn’t go south willingly, he yanked the fabric down around her waist,
freeing her breasts.
    Tanya gasped, surprised by the aggressive move and
overwhelmed by the riot of sensation radiating from her nipples.
    “Breasts,” he practically purred as he crawled over her.
    Cole’s mouth closed around one peak and the brush of his
teeth had her back arching off the bed and her hands cupping his face. She
could feel his thick erection against her thigh. Knowing he was aroused just as
she was only turned her on more.
    He took his time with one breast before switching to the
other. He moved his knees between her legs, so she hooked her ankles behind his
thighs and clung to him. Not that she moved him an inch, but she needed to hold
on to something and he grounded her.
    Cole reached between them and rubbed his hand over the
crotch of her panties. When had they rolled the die again? If pussy was on
there, she was a lucky girl.
    “Fuck,” he growled out.
    “Yes, please.” Tanya panted and shifted her hips.
    “I’m going to—”
    Bad boys, bad boys whatcha gonna do?
    “No,” Tanya wailed.
    Cole’s head jerked up and he stared across the room at his
dresser where his phones were charging.
    Every profane word, curse and vile utterance she knew rushed
through Tanya’s mind. She wouldn’t say them, but Cole’s job had shit for
timing. She flopped on the bed, resigned to another night alone.
    “Sorry, babe.” Cole bussed her cheek with a kiss and was
gone the next instant.
    Tanya could hear him hurriedly changing clothes. He spent
all of ten seconds on the phone, but that was all it took. She rolled over and
watched the transformation. His dark socks were on, as were the navy uniform
pants, and he was halfway done buttoning his shirt. She sighed and consoled
herself that her husband was damn fine in uniform.
    Cole shoved his shirttails in his pants and winced as he
adjusted himself before zipping and buckling himself in.
    “If it’s any consolation, I now have to go to work with a
raging hard-on.” He gestured at the pronounced bulge between his legs.
    She couldn’t help but giggle. “I’m sorry—I think.”
    “No you’re not.” He made quick work of his boots, belt and
the odds and ends he shoved in his pockets. The rest of his battle dress
uniform would be in his vehicle.
    Tanya shrugged back into her dress and went to him. No, they
hadn’t gotten anywhere close to having sex, but they were headed there and
that’s what mattered. The sense of want in her body would only make next