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straps holding her down then helped her scoot back. He sat beside her on the tailgate then scooped her up and pulled her into his lap. Tenderly he removed the clamps sending blood rushing back into Kayla’s nipples, but what should have been pain was depleted of hurt and mingled with the numbness of her mind. One quick tug on the blanket and he wrapped it around her. Kayla curled up in his arms and rested her head on his shoulder. All she really wanted to do was rest. Jack stroked her hair and cheek for what seemed like forever and just when she thought she’d dozed off, Kayla’s thighs and pussy came to life and a searing ache settled there. She stirred trying to get comfortable.
    “There you are,” Jack murmured. “You okay?”
    Kayla nodded, clinging to him.
    “Where did you park, Kayla?” Jack asked her, easing her off his lap.
    “Around back,” she answered, letting him help her to the ground. The tiny pea gravel poked her feet and she looked around for her boots. Before she could locate them, Jack slammed the gate shut and lifted her in his arms. “What are you doing?”
    “Taking you home. I can come back for the truck tomorrow morning. You don’t need to be driving.”

    *****
Kayla rolled and covered her head up against the light of the morning sun. Jesus, it wasn’t morning already, was it? What happened to the blessed dark of night? One strong hand ran up her naked leg, across her ass and up her back while a set of lips sucked her ear lobe.
    “Good morning, Kayla,” Jack whispered.
    “Good morning, Jack.” Kayla turned her head and smiled at the man she never got tired of waking up with.
    “Sleep well?” Jack’s hand found her breast and kneaded the tender flesh he’d abraded with nipple clamps just hours prior.
    “I did. Are you going to the office today?”
    “I’d rather stay home and fuck the secretary.” Jack flipped her on her back and found his way between her legs. “Open up.”
    “Yes, Sir,” Kayla feigned obedience, spreading wide and allowing Jack to glide inside her. The man could make vanilla love as well as he could be kinky and this was how she wanted their date to end.
    “Not Sir,” Jack told her, rocking over her slowly. “Husband.”
    “I love you, husband.”
    “I love you, too, wife.”

    The End

    About the Author

    Lila Munro is a writer of contemporary romance currently residing on the coast of North Carolina. She is a military wife and takes much of her inspiration for her heroes from the marines she’s lived around for the past fourteen years. Coining the term realmantica, she strives to produce quality romance in a realistic setting. When she’s not writing, she enjoys reading everything she can get her hands on, trips to the museum and aquarium, taking field research trips, and soaking up the sun on the nearby beaches. Her previous works include The Executive Officer’s Wife, Bound By Trust, and Destiny’s Fire. Anthology work includes a piece in All I Want for Christmas is Redemption. She loves to hear from her readers and can be contacted via her websi te http://lilamunro.weebly.com, her joint effort websi te http://www.wickedmuses.webs.com or through Facebook at
    http://www.facebook.com/Lila_Munro .

    Said Wendy from Happily Ever After Reviews about Bound By Trust:

    Let me say, I loved the book and I fell in love with the characters. Their story is so realistic I felt as if they were my friends. Through all the hardships, Rafe is a man who Madi learned to depend on and love again. He made her feel like a woman cherished while teaching her what she craves is right in his arms. Theirs is a true love story with their share of disagreements and trials. The story had me from the first paragraph and is a must read if you want a real man falling in love with a real woman. 5 Teacups.