rules are: we fight, we have makeup sex.”
“Rules?”
“Yeah, it’s in the state code book. I can look it up for you, if you want me to.”
“Aren’t you a funny man tonight? I don’t like these rules.”
“You don’t?” Jason murmured next to her ear as one of his hands trailed its way around to her breasts. Despite her best intentions, a tiny moan escaped her lips. Jason kissed his way across her neck to her other ear, where he proceeded to tease the lobe a little bit. There was no way she could suppress the second moan…or the third…especially when that little slippery pouf found its way down her abdomen to the apex of her thighs.
“Seems to me that you like the rules just fine.”
“You’re a real jerk, you know that, right?” she murmured against his lips.
“So you tell me on a regular basis. Yet, you keep hanging around.”
“What can I say, I’m a glutton for punishment, big bad cop man. You going to punish me?”
“Over and over again,” Jason whispered, his breath hot on her ear, even in the warm flow of the shower.
Cyndi slipped her arms around her husband’s neck as he backed her against the shower wall. Hot spray fell all around them as her lips found his. Steam swirled, obscuring the area around them, much like the fog in her brain as Jason did delicious things to her body. When the water ran icy cold against their hot bodies, her husband wrapped her in a towel and scooped her from the shower.
“I heard somewhere that all cops are pompous asses.” Cyndi smiled as she rubbed her hands across Jason’s tight crew cut. She loved the feel of the baby-soft fuzz when it was wet from the shower.
“People say that because they are jealous.”
“Why? Because you get to wear a badge and write tickets?”
“No.” Jason chuckled as he pulled the towel away from her body. “Because we have big guns!”
Later, as they lay in bed, Jason’s arms were wrapped around her as Cyndi listened to the soft sounds of her husband sleeping beside her.
How did he always manage to weaken her defenses with a single touch? Cyndi had girlfriends who claimed they hadn’t had sex in months, whereas she couldn’t imagine a few days going by without some sort of intimacy with Jason. He might have been a bit on the overprotective side—okay, he was safety crazy—but he was a good father, a great husband, and a fantastic lover. Cyndi was so satiated she fell asleep and slept until Harper woke her at half past seven. She had to wait a whole day to tell her friends about what had happened at the club.
Fortunately the day passed by in a flurry of errands, a play date for Harper, and Jason getting called in for overtime. By the time Harper was tucked in and Jason was off to work, Cyndi was worn out. She fell asleep on the sofa watching reruns of crime shows, but woke up a few minutes before three, like she usually did. She logged in to the group’s page, waiting for some signs of life from the other ladies.
Angela: Hey, Cyndi, are you there?
Cyndi: I am. Sorry I missed you all last night. Jason sort of wore me out.
Angela: I really wish I had your problems!
Diana: Hi, ladies!
Cyndi: Hey, Di! I feel like it has been weeks since we have talked.
Diana: LOL It’s only been a few days, Cyn!
Jessy: I’m here! Did I miss anything?
Angela: No, ma’am. We were just getting started. Cyndi was bragging about how she and the hubby were getting it on again last night.
Diana: Cyndi gets it more than all of us put together! Why do you think I work for a phone sex line? At least I can pretend I am getting some once in a while. Donnie is going through one of those middle-age phases.
Jessy: It’s so unfair that men reach their sexual peak twenty years before we do!
Angela: Except for Cyndi’s man…he is some kinda genetic anomaly!
Cyndi: LOL Y’all are just jealous!
Jessy: Damn straight I am!
Cyndi: Well, don’t be too jealous. I pay a price.
“Rules?”
“Yeah, it’s in the state code book. I can look it up for you, if you want me to.”
“Aren’t you a funny man tonight? I don’t like these rules.”
“You don’t?” Jason murmured next to her ear as one of his hands trailed its way around to her breasts. Despite her best intentions, a tiny moan escaped her lips. Jason kissed his way across her neck to her other ear, where he proceeded to tease the lobe a little bit. There was no way she could suppress the second moan…or the third…especially when that little slippery pouf found its way down her abdomen to the apex of her thighs.
“Seems to me that you like the rules just fine.”
“You’re a real jerk, you know that, right?” she murmured against his lips.
“So you tell me on a regular basis. Yet, you keep hanging around.”
“What can I say, I’m a glutton for punishment, big bad cop man. You going to punish me?”
“Over and over again,” Jason whispered, his breath hot on her ear, even in the warm flow of the shower.
Cyndi slipped her arms around her husband’s neck as he backed her against the shower wall. Hot spray fell all around them as her lips found his. Steam swirled, obscuring the area around them, much like the fog in her brain as Jason did delicious things to her body. When the water ran icy cold against their hot bodies, her husband wrapped her in a towel and scooped her from the shower.
“I heard somewhere that all cops are pompous asses.” Cyndi smiled as she rubbed her hands across Jason’s tight crew cut. She loved the feel of the baby-soft fuzz when it was wet from the shower.
“People say that because they are jealous.”
“Why? Because you get to wear a badge and write tickets?”
“No.” Jason chuckled as he pulled the towel away from her body. “Because we have big guns!”
Later, as they lay in bed, Jason’s arms were wrapped around her as Cyndi listened to the soft sounds of her husband sleeping beside her.
How did he always manage to weaken her defenses with a single touch? Cyndi had girlfriends who claimed they hadn’t had sex in months, whereas she couldn’t imagine a few days going by without some sort of intimacy with Jason. He might have been a bit on the overprotective side—okay, he was safety crazy—but he was a good father, a great husband, and a fantastic lover. Cyndi was so satiated she fell asleep and slept until Harper woke her at half past seven. She had to wait a whole day to tell her friends about what had happened at the club.
Fortunately the day passed by in a flurry of errands, a play date for Harper, and Jason getting called in for overtime. By the time Harper was tucked in and Jason was off to work, Cyndi was worn out. She fell asleep on the sofa watching reruns of crime shows, but woke up a few minutes before three, like she usually did. She logged in to the group’s page, waiting for some signs of life from the other ladies.
Angela: Hey, Cyndi, are you there?
Cyndi: I am. Sorry I missed you all last night. Jason sort of wore me out.
Angela: I really wish I had your problems!
Diana: Hi, ladies!
Cyndi: Hey, Di! I feel like it has been weeks since we have talked.
Diana: LOL It’s only been a few days, Cyn!
Jessy: I’m here! Did I miss anything?
Angela: No, ma’am. We were just getting started. Cyndi was bragging about how she and the hubby were getting it on again last night.
Diana: Cyndi gets it more than all of us put together! Why do you think I work for a phone sex line? At least I can pretend I am getting some once in a while. Donnie is going through one of those middle-age phases.
Jessy: It’s so unfair that men reach their sexual peak twenty years before we do!
Angela: Except for Cyndi’s man…he is some kinda genetic anomaly!
Cyndi: LOL Y’all are just jealous!
Jessy: Damn straight I am!
Cyndi: Well, don’t be too jealous. I pay a price.
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