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Luca
Thenextmorning,Iwoke up still as pissed off as I’d been the night before.
The email I’d pounded out hadn’t helped.
Saoirse soothing me—soothingme—hadn’t touched it.
Going for a ride hadn’t been the release it normally was.
Spending a quiet night with my wife in a cozy restaurant had been nice as hell, but I’d still been left with a roiling anger beneath my skin.
I couldn’t massacre all the people who’d put tears in her eyes. Neither Clara nor Saoirse would allow me to destroy my company as vengeance, which was extremely irritating.
So, I found myself sitting on the side of Saoirse’s bed while she slept, only making minor attempts to wake her up.
Stroking her cheek.
Sliding my fingers through her hair.
Trailing my knuckle along her arm.
Pulling the sheets back to look at her in her silky nightgown.
I thought I was getting away with it until her lips curled into a smile. “What are you doing, crazy man?” she croaked out, her eyes still firmly closed.
“How do you know it’s me?”
She rolled to her side, nuzzling her face on my thigh. “Only you would sneak into my room to poke and prod me.”
“I also spent some time looking at your tits.”
Her laugh was muffled by my leg. “You might be pervy, but at least you’re honest.” She rolled to her back, her eyes fluttering open. “Good morning, you.”
“Morning, pretty girl.”
“Why are you in my bedroom, sir?”
“I’m waking you up, wife. We have places to be.”
She glanced at the time and turned back to me with a furrow between her light brows. “The places better have coffee and donuts, or I’m not getting out of bed.”
“I can make that happen.” I peeled her sheet the rest of the way off her, which was a mistake. Her nightgown had ridden up to the tops of her thighs, revealing her bare little pussy. “Fuck. No underwear? Really?”
She tugged the scrap of material down and sat up, draping her legs over mine. “You sneak into my bedroom, you’re bound to see more than you expected.” Then she made sure to rub her calf against my dick, which was now standing at full attention. “Now you have to deal with the consequences of your actions.”
“I came in here with the intent to cheer you up,” I gruffed.
“You have. Look at me smiling.” She pressed her calf against me again. “I’m just returning the favor by cheering your dick up.”
I caught her leg and tossed it off me. It was a necessity. Otherwise, I’d have her flat on the mattress, spreading her legs instead. For a moment, I couldn’t remember why that was a bad idea.
But then I remembered.
Boundaries.
Temporary.
Convenience.
