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He runs a hand up under my PJ top, and I suddenly forget what we were talking about. “Hey, I was afraid I needed to start interviewing applicants for the position of warm-bodied wife. You came back just in time.”
“Thank God,” I say, reaching inside his boxers to find a rapidly growing erection. “I know you like to gripe about my shopping prowess but I got a bunch of grey T-shirts for us both for only one dollar each.”
“Yippee,” he sings. “We can dress alike in the same clothes until the end of our days. Just what I always wanted.”
“They also have neon yellow, if you prefer that,” I say.
“Now that you’re done tickling your inner bargainista, I think it’s time for me to start tickling you. If you know what I mean.”
“I’m all here for that, my love.”
In the dim lighting of our bedroom, our clothes come off and my handsome hockey-playing husband is inside me inmoments. All is right with the world, which gets smaller and smaller by the second, until it’s just the two of us, moving in unison like we were always mean to be.
If you enjoyed Petal’s story, check out the next sizzling story from M. Lane:
From Fling to Ring
Let me give you the lowdown on my not-so-covert operation—infiltrate the worldof the city’s most notorious and infamous playboy—all in the name of literature.
Simon Peterson has made a bet he can make any fling turn into a fiancé within a year.
Joke’s on him.
What he doesn’t know is that he’s about to become the main character in my sizzling exposé on how to resist men exactly like him.
If you think about it, I’m providing a public service. An important one.
With benefits.
But as our game heats up, so does the tension between us.
While his looks and touches are supposed to be mere notes in my research, I find myself tempted by the very appeal I’m supposed to be immune to.
Not part of the plan.
So here I am, stuck in a crazy whirl of flirty banter, late-night confessions, and moments that feel dangerously close to something… real.
As my deadline to publish approaches, I remember I’m supposed to be creating a lesson on dodging a playboy.
Not falling for one.
