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A soft, needy sigh escaped her as her hand moved to her slippery softness. Her fingers slid along her petal-soft folds and traveled up to her clit. When she began brushing her forefinger back and forth over the distended nub, Dax felt himself return to reality as lightning bolts of pleasure shot through him. His orgasm slammed into him and he stiffened in release.
After the last jolt of pulsing climax claimed him he released his flesh and braced his hands on the shower tile as he caught his breath. He was still recovering, returning to the here and now when he heard ferocious barking.
Unlike other dogs, Capone had only one bark and it was the same when he was overly excited or in guard dog mode. Since there was nothing for his bulldog to get that happy about, Dax was sure there was something wrong. A familiar calm that came with the flood of adrenaline rushed through him now as he shut the water off and grabbed a towel, wrapping it around his waist.
He stalked down the hall and his six-foot-four frame allowed him to eat up the distance to the front door where Cap was posted and now howling.
“Quiet,” he spoke in a low tone and Cap let out a small whine before sitting down and looking up at Dax.
Leaning forward he fully expected to see someone working the lock, trying to break into his house. He was more than prepared to handle an intruder. What he wasn’t prepared for was who was actually there.
Standing on his porch was the woman that had haunted his dreams, infiltrated his mind and drove him to the brink of insanity. He shut his eyes and opened them again thinking this must be a mirage; that he was still living in his fantasy. When he opened them again she was still standing on his porch bundled up in a jacket, scarf and gloves. She bit her bottom lip between her teeth as her weight shifted from one foot to the other.
On autopilot, he reached for the doorknob, turned it and opened it.
Before it was even cracked a few inches Capone was up in the air, jumping with excitement.
Dax watched as the woman that he’d dreamed of day and night, the woman that had left him with only a note, bent down and caught the white mass of excitement in her arms and that’s when he noticed a single suitcase sitting beside her.
She giggled and kissed Cap on his head as he wiggled and covered her face in licks. “Hello, Mr. Capone, did you miss me? I missed you. I missed you so much!”
“Ginny.” His voice held a gravelly quality as he said her name, needing to hear it out loud to make this real.
Her blue eyes, previously hidden beneath a bed of dark lashes, lifted to his. When their eyes met, a small, tentative smile pulled at her lips as she said, “Hi, I missed you too.”
