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were better off surprising her as well.”
    “Good call. Once the girls have them, she won’t be able to say no. She might threaten to cut my balls off, but at least the girls will already have the dogs.” I semi-joke.
    “Hey, I like your balls thank you very much. Let’s see what we can do about keeping them intact.”
    “That sounds like a perfect plan.” Staring at the ceiling, I feel my eyelids getting heavy as we do our now routine pillow talk.
    “I’m taking my parents on a tour of D.C. tomorrow. My dad wants to see the White House all decked for Christmas. This is the first time they’ve ever been here.”
    “That will be fun. I have to go into the station tomorrow, but I’ll make sure I’m home for dinner.” I kiss the top of her head and close my eyes.
    “I’m going to make pot roast for dinner. I figure I’ll stick it in the crockpot before we leave so that it has time to cook. I know how much you like my pot roast.”
    “Hmmm… I do,” I mumble, feeling myself start to fall asleep. I love just about anything Kara makes.
    “Goodnight, babe.” Kara scoots up and kisses my cheek. I turn my head and capture her lips with mine for a brief, but thorough, exploration of her mouth.
    “Goodnight, Sunshine.” I tuck her into my side and sigh contentedly. It’s moments like these that I cherish the most.

Chapter Six
     
     
    Jacob
     
    Visiting in-laws, or soon to be in-laws in my case, are the biggest cockblock I ’ve witnessed in my nearly thirty-six years of life. Let’s look back at how this last week has gone for me, shall we?
    First block – in the middle of a heated make out session, hoping you can get your girl to go a little further because she’s so into the moment, and her mom knocks on the bedroom door to ask us if we want breakfast.
    Second block – getting arguably the best head of your life and you let out a groan that is beyond your control at the time, causing your girl stop because her dad is a light sleeper and you’re being too loud.
    Third block – your girl just came with your head between her legs, and you’re in the middle of crawling up her body so you can plunge into her wet heat, when her parents choose that exact moment to have a conversation in the hall right outside your door.
    All these things add up to the biggest case of blue balls I ’ve ever experienced. I feel so bad for my poor dick that I’m ready to throw him a pity party. He’s sick of my hand abusing him in the shower.
    But tonight … Tonight, I’m putting an end to this. I’m making love to my girl, and I don't care if her parents walk in the room mid-thrust. We are seeing this through start to finish this time.
    Okay. I will concede that maybe that was a little crude, but there is only so much a man can take.
    I look around the room and survey my handywork. Candles lit? Check. Television turned on low enough to mute sounds but not be distracting? Check. Handcuffs secured to the bed? Check. Scarf ready? Check. Painful erection thanks to imagining Kara sprawled out naked on the bed? Check.
    The bathroom door opens and steam wafts out around Kara ’s stunningly half naked body. She’s reminiscent of an angel descending from heaven. My eyes rake over her body, starting with the hair that is pulled up in a knot on the top of her head, following down to where her nipples are poking out of her tight, white tank top, then finding her skimpy white, laced underwear, lingering around her long, slender legs and finishing with her pink painted toes. If I wasn’t hard before, I would be now. My girl is quite a fox. And the best part is, she doesn’t even realize it.
    “What are you looking at?” Kara asks with a blush covering her cheeks at my scrutiny.
    “You are so damn beautiful, Sunshine. You take my breath away.”
    I cross the distance between us and wrap her in my arms and carry her to the bed. I lay her down gently and step back to look my fi ll. Keeping eye contact, I push my sweatpants down