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back and digging in against the surge of pleasure rolling through her body.
    Releasing his own grunts of satisfaction, Anthony's movements were steady and deliberate, his extreme self-control allowing him to thrust in and out in a steady rhythm that had her trembling at the brink of another orgasm just minutes after entering her. He ground his pubic mound against her with each stroke, adding the amazing sensation of his cock stroking her g-spot to the grinding pressure on her clit.
    "Oh god, I'm cumming again," she cried, digging her nails into his back.
    Anthony groaned in response, and she felt him slam into her harder and harder as his own climax sent him into a fury of kisses and rapid hip thrusts. Their mouths came together with muffled moans escaping from lips mashed together so hard that Ashley thought hers might start bleeding at any second. The pain of their kiss mixed with the pleasure from her orgasm, and all rational thought disappeared as her body dealt with the flood of exploding endorphins. She could feel Anthony's cock pulsing jets of cum inside her, and she felt her pussy clench involuntarily around his shaft as he performed his last few strokes.
    "I'm sorry I've been so blind to the one thing I should have seen clearly," said Anthony in the quiet afterglow of their lovemaking.
    "Shush," replied Ashley, stroking his hair and holding him on top of her. "The future is what matters now. Know that I love you, and that you're everything I could want in a man. You are perfect and complete in my eyes."
    "You know, being with you is the first time I've been able to feel like that might actually be true." He nuzzled her neck and let out a soft sigh. "I'm never going to let you go."
    "Good," Ashley said. "I hadn't planned on letting you go either."
Chapter Sixteen
    EIGHT MONTHS LATER
    The book launch party was a smash success, owing largely to the fact that it was the first time Anthony Lang attended a public event for one of his novels. Early sales reports had pegged his new book, The Copenhagen Affair, as one of the decade’s best suspense novels. Many reviewers cited a noticeable shift in the tone and voice of the narrative, a fact he wasn't shy about crediting to his new wife. Now, standing before a crowd from the press, his publishing company, and the literary community, Anthony was practically beaming with pride instead of skulking in the background as he had at the few minor events he'd bothered to show up for.
    "I know this event is for me and my new book," he said at the conclusion of his speech to those in attendance, "but I'd be remiss in not taking this opportunity to let you know that my beautiful wife will be releasing her first novel next fall. Come on up here dear."
    The crowd applauded as Ashley made her way to the front of the room to stand next to her husband. After finishing a draft she considered polished enough to pass on to Anthony's agent, the book was picked up immediately. Ashley recognized that she was trading on her husband's name to some extent, but the advance reviews were already quite positive. The publishers loved the image the two writers would make when it came to publicity, and Ashley already knew that her book would be released in bookstores around the world. They were in the process of translating it for major international markets, something that wasn't usually done until a book had already proven itself in North America.
    Ashley and Anthony worked the room, shaking hands and chatting with friends or important people from the media. Now that Anthony was spending more time engaging with his fans, Ashley could tell he was enjoying these public interactions more and more. She saw contentment in his smile and a general relaxing of his rigid and punishing work and exercise schedules, and it finally sunk in that although he would never work for the CIA or the Marines again, he was touching millions of people by entertaining them with his words.
    Her own book had come out smoothly, and