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  By the time I get home it’s 10:00, no wonder I’m so tired. I creep into the condo, trying to be quiet in case Shane is asleep. After locking up, I head into the bedroom and see my man sprawled out on the bed, naked. He is on his back with the sheet only covering his luscious body from the waist down. One arm crooked over his face, the other lying beside him on the bed. I move to the end of the bed and study him in the moonlight that is coming in through the window. I see his gorgeous body of tattoos, the smoothness of his skin. My eyes follow down his rock hard abs to his smather of light hair down to his happy trail which stops at the sheet. I lick my lips. My sexy man is so hot!

  Quickly and as quietly as I can, I discard my clothes and crawl gently up the bed until I am beside him and slowly pull down the sheet. His cock twitches as the air hits it. I take it in my hand and begin stroking. Looking over at Shane, I see him stir but thankfully he doesn’t wake. Looking back down, I watch his cock grow in my hands. Once it is big and hard, I lower my mouth over it and begin to suck. “Mmmmm,” Shane moans. His hips buck, pushing his cock into my mouth even more. I continue my homage to him, taking his balls in my other hand, rolling them and squeezing. I’m loving his taste and am enjoying the pleasure I am giving him. I feel hands on my head gently stroking my hair. Ah, my sexy man is awake. I give one big suck then gasp when my body is suddenly pulled away, causing a loud ‘POP’ from the release of my mouth.

  I am pushed over onto my back, his now engorged cock pushes into me quickly. “OHHHH!” I moan. Shane’s mouth kisses every inch of my body that he can reach as he slowly moves in and out of me. When his mouth makes it up to my mine, I greedily take it. Our tongues dancing a wild dance to the beat of our bodies. I grab hold of his hair and pull, which elicits a groan from him. I love how even my favorite things to do to him elicits such pleasure for him.

  The heat rushes my body as I feel my orgasm building. He starts slamming into me, faster and faster until we fall over the edge together. I am in love with orgasms! No one has ever given me pleasure before, it was always about them. I had no idea it could be like this.

  Once he has cleaned me with a warm wash cloth, which I love, I roll over on my side. My body worn out and my eyes starting to close. The bed dips as he moves behind me, spooning me. His hand covers my breast, his nose nudges my hair. “I love you, Allie. Sleep now, my love. Rest your beautiful body,” he whispers in my ear.

  “Mmmmm.” I murmur as I slip into darkness.

  The next morning, the softness of lips kissing my cheek, my eye, my nose, and then my mouth are my new favorite alarm. “Mmmmm,” I say, sleepily into his lips. My eyes open to him lying beside me. His head held up by his hand, the other arm is over me, his fingers playing with my hair.

  “G’morning, my love.” He kisses me again, a little longer this time. Once my mouth is released, I stretch and wince. He grimaces. “Oh, I’m sorry, love. You’re sore a bit?” I smile and nod. “Ah, let me take care of you. I’ll go run you a warm bath and put some salts in it. That will help take some of the soreness away.” He kisses my nose and hops out of bed.

  I watch my sexy man walk to the bathroom. I look at his broad shoulders and follow down to his fine ass until he’s gone through the door. I sigh, pulling up the sheet. I feel like I’m in a romance novel. Is he for real? Is this really happening? I feel so loved and cherished.

  He returns shortly and comes to my side of the bed, and I look up at him in bewilderment. I gasp as he whips off the sheet, picks me up and carries me into the bathroom. Setting me on the edge of the tub, he turns around, opens a drawer, and pulls out a hair tie. He gathers up my long hair and puts it into a high ponytail. He looks at me and gives a nod of approval then picks me up again and slowly sets me into the tub of wonderfully warm water with lilac salts. Ah! That feels heavenly. He pushes me back until I am laying down, my head resting on the end of the tub. He lifts my head and places a folded towel underneath, then lays my head back down. Wow! I feel like a princess.

  He lathers up my loofa with my lilac gel and starts washing my body, paying very close attention to my breasts. I smirk at him, and he winks at me. The washing continues for quite some time, and I lay there eating up every minute of my pampering. Once done he adds more hot water, making the now cooler water warm again, kisses my head, and tells me to soak for a bit. I won’t say no. I lay there with my thoughts as my body soaks up the warm water and salts. I almost fall asleep.

  My skin starts to prune so I decide to get out and finish my morning rituals in the bathroom. After dressing, I walk into the kitchen. My hand flies up to cover my mouth when I see what Shane has done. The breakfast bar is full of food. All the best breakfast foods you could ask for. He walks over to me and pulls me into a bear hug. “Nothing but the best for my love,” he speaks into my ear. He swats my butt with his hand, playfully. “Now, go. Sit. Eat until your tummy is full. That’s an order.” I turn my head and see he’s grinning ear to ear. I’m not one to argue when there is great food to be eaten so I follow his orders.

  “So, how’d it go with Jesse last night? Should I be ready for a brawl?” Shane asks with a half-smile as we eat our delicious breakfast.

  I swallow my bit of toast and take a sip of my latte to wash it down. “Actually, he was really great about it.” I set my toast down and shrug my shoulders. “Ok, well at first I think he was pissed and wanted to beat the shit out of you, but he settled down pretty quickly and I think he approves now.”

  He laughs but turns serious quickly. He reaches over, taking my hand in both of his. “I know he’s protective of you, he should be. You’re beautiful and have been taken advantage of too many times. Now you have two protectors.” He smiles and winks. “I don’t take kindly of anyone messing with what’s mine. And, you’re mine. All mine. And, I don’t share,” he says matter of factly.

  I melted in my seat. I can’t believe this man. This sexy god is mine!

  We go back to eating, talking about anything and everything. Pretty soon, Shane starts washing the dishes as I bring them over. I place some dishes on the counter next to him and close my eyes as something wet hits my face. I wipe my eyes dry, and look at Shane, an evil grin on his face. “What the hell?” I ask, my lips forming a smile. He dips his hand into the soapy suds in the sink, and as he begins to bring a hand full of them out of the water, I turn and run.

  “Eeeeeeek!” I squeal. I take off running down the hall until my body is stopped, abruptly and is hoisted up in the air. An arm goes around my waist, the other rubbing the wet suds over the front of my shirt. I kick my feet out in front of me, my hands pushing down on his arm that’s around my middle, trying to get away. We are laughing so hard that we aren’t making a sound, only the feel of our bodies quaking.

  Turning me around in his arms, he slides me down his body, slowly. We are breathing heavily from our exertion. Cupping my face he leans in for a kiss. We stand in the hallway, making out like fiends, neither wanting to stop.

  Finally, he pulls his mouth away and presses his forehead against mine. “Love, I want you so badly right now but we have to stop or I’ll be late for work.” I feel his smile on my lips as he presses them against mine, softly. His head moves back, and he gives me his cocky grin. “And, you have writing to do. You, my love, have a deadline.” I nod and laugh. “Hey, how about we see if Jesse and Cassie want to go out to dinner next Friday? We need to celebrate our new life together. Think they’ll leave the babies this soon? I am sure by then they could use a little break.”

  I put my arms around his waist and shrug. “I’m going over there later and help out since they’ll be getting home from the hospital today. I can ask, but it might be too soon. We’ll see.” I lean up on my tippy toes and give him a kiss back. Our kissing starts to get heated again, so we reluctantly break away so we can begin our day. I have to go dry off and change my clothes, again. Totally worth it!

  Chapter Three

  I spent most of the morning writing and stopping to take breaks, thinking about what
a morning I had. Especially the soapy fight in the hallway. Damn, that was fun! I hope it’s always like that.

  Jesse and Cassie’s house is in full swing by the time I get over there, later that day. Cassie and I are busy with the twins, changing diapers and feedings, while Jesse makes us lunch. Once we put them down for their naps, Cassie puts her arm through mine as we head down to the kitchen.

  “So, Jesse tells me that Shane moved in. I’m so happy for you, Allie,” she says smiling. “That’s a big step for you. I’m so proud of you. He’s such a great guy and I know he loves you.”

  I look at her in shock. “You know he loves me? But how—” I’m stopped short by her laughter. What the hell? Maybe she is delusional after all that labor?

  She shakes her head, still laughing. “Oh, Allie. Sometimes those in love can be so blind. It’s been obvious for a while now, the way he looks at you, the way he hangs on every word you say. You’re all he’s talked about to Jesse.” She smiles and winks. “Ever since that day we walked into Buck’s, I knew.”

  “Wow! Really? I had no idea. You must have ESP or can see into the future, ’cause I sure didn’t have any clue. I mean, I knew we had feelings for each other, but I had no idea that he loved me. At all.” I laugh. “But we all know my track record speaks for itself.” Oh, how we know that too well. Up until now, the guys I’ve met all just wanted one thing, my body and only for their pleasure, certainly not mine. One in particular comes to mind, Paul. He not only wanted sex but had beaten me more than once, until I had to get a restraining order on him. Jesse nearly beats him within an inch of his life. After that, I crawled into my shell, not knowing if I would ever be able to come out again.

  She stops, abruptly, turning to face me. Her hands placed on my arms, she gives me a stern look but with a small smile. “Allie, your bad track record stops now. He does love you and I know with everything that’s in me, he will take care of you, that it’s forever. You will have your happily ever after. I know it.” I wrap my arms around her, hugging her tight.

  “I love you, Cassie. I couldn’t ask for a better sis-in-law,” I whisper. She hugs me tighter, whispering her I love you’s back.

  Jesse had made us a wonderful lunch. We eat and talk until Cassie announces she is heading up to get in a nap before the twins wake up from theirs. I don’t blame her. I would take advantage of that any chance I got. Jesse and I clean up the kitchen then head into the living room to chat for a bit. Another thing we thought we’d take advantage of.

  “How’s everything, Sis? Shane treating you right?” He asks as we make ourselves comfortable. Go figure.

  I give a smirk in his direction. “Really, Jesse? Already? Geez, it’s only been a couple of days.” I sigh. “Shane is wonderful! He treats me like a queen. Is that what you want to hear?” He smiles and nods, sharply. I can’t help but smile back. “Well, he does, and that’s the truth. Oh, my God, Jesse. I am in so deep, but I love him so much. I’m so happy.”

  He leans over and puts his arm around my shoulders and gives me a kiss on my cheek. “I’m happy for you, Sis.” He moves back and cocks his head. “It’s good to know I don’t have to beat up my best mate. Yet.” My eyes widen at that statement, crossing my arms I give him my best glare.

  “Jesse. Don’t you dare!” He’s laughing at me now. “Very funny! Not!” I laugh too and then lean back and sigh. “Seriously, he’s so good to me. I feel like I am living in a romance novel, but I don’t want that feeling to ever stop.” I turn in my seat to him. “Does it ever stop?”

  His look turns serious. “I can’t answer that, honey. Real life is different than a book, but I can tell you this. Live it, as much as you can. Cherish it, for as long as you can. I’m so happy for you, I really am.” He pulls me into a hug and kisses my head. He’s gonna make me cry, damn it!

  We continue our talk for about an hour. He catches me up on his life with the twins, and I talk about how wonderful Shane is and how my writing is progressing. We end with him promising to talk to Cassie about going out to see Tuck’s band play at Barton’s bar next Friday. He’s going to suggest that they ask Stella, our friend who owns The Sweet Café, to come watch the babies.

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  I ended up working late, trying to get all the designs set to paper ready for the next day. It’s around 11:00 pm when I walk in our front door. I look around the condo, it’s so quiet. I reach the office and peek in around the door. There she is. My love. I stand silently, looking at her. She is passed out over her laptop, her hand still covering the mouse. She’s fucking beautiful. I can’t believe she’s mine. I watch as her light breathing moves her little body up and down, slightly. Walking quietly to her, I slowly pull her exhausted body back, her head falling back until it hits my shoulder and lift her up into my arms. She sighs and snuggles her head into me. I lean down and kiss her, lightly, on her head and carry her to our room.

  Once I have removed her clothing, I climb into bed next to her sleeping form and pull her to me. I place her arm over my waist and hold my breath as she stirs. “Shane,” she speaks as she buries herself against me. I look down, her eyes still closed. She must be dreaming.

  I can’t explain how I am feeling. I love her so much it hurts, but I’m afraid she will run at some point. I know her past was horrible. Men using her for sex, beating her. This Paul guy? Jesse told me she had to put a restraining order on him. He didn’t go into any details, but it sounds like she was hurt really bad. That pissed me the fuck off! If I knew where this Paul was, I would pay him a little visit. Of course, it would end with him in the hospital or the morgue. No one treats a woman that way, especially my woman! Am I the possessive kind? Hell, to the yes! Don’t mess with what’s mine and you’ll stay breathing.

  Her restlessness brings me out of my thoughts. Her body keeps moving against mine like she can’t get close enough. I squeeze my arm around her tighter, hoping to convey that I’m here. She lets out another big sigh then her breathing evens out again. My poor love must be having some bad dreams. I lay awake, most of the night, making sure she sleeps soundly.

  When I awaken the next morning, I am spooning her, my hand over her breast. My hand’s favorite place. I peek over her at the alarm and see it’s almost 9:00. Damn, I barely got any sleep last night, but it was worth it, making sure she got a good night’s sleep. I carefully slide out of bed, hoping not to disturb her.

  I quickly shower and dress. When I come back into the room, I see she has rolled over by my side of the bed, hugging my pillow, still sound asleep. I write her a note and place it on the bed next to her beautiful body. I hate leaving her, so I stand there hesitating. I finally give in and leave for work.

  My phone rings in my pocket as I work on my first customer. I can’t stop now, as I am in a very detailed part of their tattoo, so I let it go to voice mail. I finish within an hour and head back to the break room for a much needed break. Sitting at the small table, I reach for my phone and see instead of a voice mail, I have a text.

  Hey, my sexy man. I missed waking up next to u this morning. I ♥ you. Ur love

  My heart swells with love and I am smiling at the phone like an idiot. I quickly text back.

  Didn’t want 2 wake u, my love. Love u 2. Miss ur face, cya tonight.

  I’m feeling like a love stricken teen but fuck who cares. I don’t. I am startled when my phone rings and quickly answer. “Couldn’t stand it, could you? I’m fucking glad you called, I missed you,” I say into the phone.

  “Well, I fucking missed you too, son.” I sit up straight. Shit! It’s dad. I rub my face with my hand and clear my throat.

  My hand runs through my hair and I close my eyes. “Ahem, sorry dad. Fuck. I thought you were someone else. How are you?” Damn, this is embarrassing. With everything moving so fast in my life, I haven’t talked to him in a few months. I feel like shit for not calling him sooner. Dad and I have always been so close and this is how I treat him. I feel like the lowest bag of dirt, right now.

  He’s la
ughing. Laughing? Fuck me. “It’s ok, son. So you found someone, eh? I’m happy for you. I’m anxious to meet the woman who has captured my son’s heart. Didn’t think it would ever happen.” He stops. I can hear him taking a deep breath. “I’m actually thinking of coming there next week. I want to spend some time with you, check out the bar, and I guess now I have another reason.” He chuckles.

  “That sounds great! We’ll pick you up at the airport, just tell me when. Can’t wait to see you, ole man.”

  We end the call as Tuck enters the break room. “What’s got you all fucking cheerful this morning?” He sits across from me, a Mountain Dew in his hand. He unscrews the lid and takes a huge gulp, sets the bottle down and burps, loudly.

  “Man, you’re fucking disgusting, mate. What the fuck?” I glare at him. He’s a good mate, young, rough around the edges and thinks he’s God’s gift to the ladies. Ok, for a young smart ass, he is fairly good looking but he has some growing up to do and his head needs to deflate a wee bit.

  He leans forward on his elbow and gives me his cocky look that he has perfected. “Had a good rumble in the sack last night with Allie? Huh? That’s what got you all fucking happy today?” He leans back in his chair, crossing his arms. “Damn, you’ve got it bad, huh, mate. She’s got you all wrapped around her little finger, amongst other parts, don’t she.”

  I stand up fast, my chair grinding on the floor. I lay my hands on the table, towering over him. “Watch that fucking mouth, mate, or I’ll wash it out. Don’t ever fuckin’ talk like that about my woman! Ever,” I snarl. Does he have a death wish? I’d hate that, he is my mate, but he’d better fucking watch it.

  His hands fly up in the air in front of him. He leans back further in his chair tilting the front leg’s up in the air. “Shit, man! Calm Down! You know I’m just joking. All in fun. Fuck!” He yells.