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peripheral vision, I could see someone moving a deck chair to face the bedroom window. It was Jack.
    I felt a surge of wetness between my legs, and I sucked harder, making noises deep in my throat. I was about to come, but Ryan sensed it. He pushed me back gently. “How do you want it tonight?” he asked, staring into my eyes.
    In answer, I sat up and straddled his body. He helped position his perfect cock at the right angle, and I lowered myself down inch by delicious inch. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Jack arch his back as though he were the one impaling me.
    I began to move. Up and down, as slowly as I could manage. I put my fingertips into his mouth, and he sucked them until I felt my clit spasm. I traced my wet fingers over my nipples, pulling and tweaking until Ryan groaned in ecstasy. Jack’s mouth opened in a silent cry. My own control was breaking. I moved faster, rocking back and forth. Ryan put his hands over the tops of my thighs, up high by my hips, and placed his thumbs directly on my throbbing clit.
    “Ryan!” I cried out. I came in glorious waves, my insides contracting and shaking.
    His whole body was hard with tension. I thrust my body onto his as hard as I could, and his hands held my hips firmly when he arched his back to meet me. I felt him jerking deep inside me, and he called out my name as he came.
    I fell forward onto his broad chest, and we lay there panting. His heartbeat was powerful, thumping in time with my own. I looked outside. Jack lay sprawled in the chair with a small smile on his face.
    I turned my face away, feeling strange. When I looked back, he was gone.

Chapter Five
    By the way the dappled sunlight played across the wall, I knew I’d slept much longer than usual. I stretched and winced a little. Parts of me were feeling a little tender, but recalling the ways they got that way made me smile.
    There was a note on my nightstand.
    My Li—
    You looked like an angel this morning. Good thing you were snoring or I wouldn’t have believed you were real.
    “I don’t snore—I inhale deeply,” I said to myself with a grin. His accusation of snoring and my response was a long-running joke between us.
    Jack and I put the living room back together and cleaned up the kitchen. We’re going by his place for clothes, and then I’m going to hit the errands since I’m out.
    Love you, babe.
R.
    I flopped back and grinned at the ceiling. Living out in the sticks was wonderful most of the time, but tasks like going to the ATM and the hardware store tended to pile up until it was possible to blow half a day on picky little errands. For Ryan to do them for us was proof I’d married a real keeper.
    And I had to do my part for our team. I threw on some old clothes and grabbed a banana for breakfast on my way through the kitchen.
    Three hours later, I felt like my part had been a fair one. The shrubs were tamed, the flowerbeds contained my flowers and nothing else, and our gravel was all herded back onto the driveway. I was hot and sweaty, and the river looked inviting.
    No one was around. I peeled off my grubby gear, including the sweat-soaked bra and panties that had been chafing my tender bits, and jumped off the dock with my best rebel yell.
    Skinny-dipping is only sexy in company. Alone, I felt like a four-year-old whose mama forgot to bring a swimsuit to the picnic. I splashed and hollered with complete abandon. The sun beat down on my dark hair, so I did an underwater somersault to cool off. My eyes were closed in the murky water. I kept them closed and floated for a moment.
    I’d have stayed like that for hours if my stomach hadn’t growled. With a sigh, I flipped over to swim back to the dock.
    “I have half a mind to join you,” said Jack.
    I got a mouthful of river water when my jaw dropped. “What the hell? How long have you been there?” I spluttered.
    “Since you dove under the water.”
    “That’s swell. If this dealership thing doesn’t work out for you, there’s