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orgasm. Drew harder until he reached down and lifted her head from his cock.
    “Wait, I want to come inside you. I want more. I want everything. Oh, Honey.”
    She released him and stayed sprawled there, her dripping pussy still over his chin. God, when had she come so hard her teeth had rattled and her heart banged in her ears? Never.
    Too limp to move, yet already starting to climb again from his stubble scraping her oversensitive tissues. She would come again, but she wasn’t going to be doing any of the work. Her legs and arms were like overcooked spaghetti, and she rolled onto the bed when Mack sat up.
    “Had enough?” He leered at her, pleasure in his deep brown eyes. The man knew what he’d done to her, and he liked it. Of course, so did she.
    “Mmm, no, but you have to be on top this time.” She parted her legs. “Take me, husband.”
    “Anything for my wife.” Mack knelt between her knees and stroked his cock. Was there anything sexier? Her libido lurched from half simmer to full boil and a trickle of moisture tickled her thigh. Desire clouded her thoughts, desire to give him whatever he wanted, something to equal what he’d given her.
    “I want to try anal.” There, she’d said it, and his jaw fell open, so he’d heard. His hand stopped moving on his erection.
    “Don’t joke.”
    “Mack, my amazing hero husband, I trust you with everything I am. Including, on this special occasion, my butt.”
    He chuckled, but it cut off when he held her gaze. “I want to, but I don’t want to hurt you.”
    “If it feels anything like what you did with your finger a few moments ago, I want to try.”
    He toyed with one of her nipples, almost absently. “Honey you don’t have to do this. You always said no before.”
    “That was then. When we were hurried people with five minutes for sex.” She kissed the top of his head. “Now we’re wild lovers, with endless time to explore our fantasies.” A sudden thought occurred to her. “Crap. You know I told you I went out to the store? I got lube—my gift with purchase was a butt plug.”
    “And you were going to try it?” He nipped at her breast and laughed when she squeaked. “I believed you allowed the anal play because of my fabulous pussy-eating ability. A reward.”
    She yanked on a lock of his short hair. “It was. I only planned to try the plug. Not give you the whole enchilada.”
    He beamed up at her. “You have such a turn of phrase. But I am not a completely stupid man, and if you are willing to reward my heroism with the coveted ass trophy, who am I to say no?”
    “But we can’t. I went to the store because I didn’t get any lube with the plug.”
    He arched a brow. “And?”
    “And the lube is in my car…in the impound lot. We can’t do anal without lube. Even I know that.”
    Mack snickered and pointed to the bottles he’d handed her earlier. “Honey, I also got a gift with purchase.”
    “You mean?” She watched as he lifted one of the containers.
    “Yep, extra slick for your pleasure.”
    The pause for discussion had eroded a little of her bravado, but the eager expression on his face lent determination. And, she realized, they’d shared more in one evening than in the busy weeks and years of recent memory. Banter and open, honest conversation. Love for her husband overwhelmed any doubts. “Then I guess I’m all yours.”
    She rolled onto all fours and Mack piled pillows under her stomach. “Comfortable?”
    “So far.” Her heart thudded in her chest. “Don’t take too long, or I may lose my nerve.”
    His broad hands rubbed her back on long, soothing strokes. “Say stop anytime.”
    She nodded, as he moved down to massage her buttocks, digging his fingers in. His touch disappeared, then a cool sensation made her jump. The lube. It dripped over her buttocks and chilled her, but to her surprise, when he worked a finger into her ass, she shuddered with lust. He pulled it out and pushed two in, then spread them apart and