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He tugged, until he had her where he wanted her … pressed full frontal.
    “Waited long enough.” His voice, always rough, sounded uncompromising.
    “Waited for what ...” she exclaimed with a softness that always aroused him. Her purse banged his hip as he pressed the small of her back keeping her tight and keeping those breasts of hers nicely pillowed on his chest. She had on some sort of jeans skirt. She wore skirts a lot, and he liked it a lot, but it took concentration to keep his hands from going under the hem.
    “For morning tongue,” he told her startled blue eyes. Then he dipped his head. Glad a second later when she rose up on her cowboy boots to meet his mouth.
    He tangled his hand in her silky, red hair and kissed her until she was practically climbing up his body to get more. Then he broke their searching lips apart. “Every morning. Kiss,” he ordered her.  
    “It’s hard to just kiss you and stop,” she admitted, fiddling with his hair as she spoke. “I guess that is your way of telling me I need to initiate stuff more,” she muttered.
    He pressed his lips near her ear. “Maybe,” he muttered back.
    With Luna he was a dog lapping around her and all the sexual attention had to be on her and how she liked it. With Tess this was all new and it felt fucking fantastic. He’d known he was a tough thinker, but he’d not known he had all this, “bossy” as Tess called it, in him.
    No way was he going back. And he was pretty certain his woman liked it that way.
    He didn’t answer her, just guided her to his truck and drove her to her shop with the plan he’d come back to get her in a couple hours.
    They kissed lightly before she got out. She initiated it, and he smoothed his knuckles down her cheek once. “Call your lawyer about your ex’s financials.”
    She nodded. “Okay.” Then she started to get out, but paused partially out the door to look back at him. “And, Vincent, I really like this... Us.” She whispered the last part, then she was swinging her stellar ass, covered by a short skirt, up to the back door of her shop. While he watched every move.
     
    FOUR / WANT THAT SWEETNESS FOR ME
     
    Vincent headed to the Silver Canyon house intent on getting his personal stuff, getting the rest ready to be picked up, then getting out. Last time he would have to be in the place, would be the best.
    When he got there, he got sideswiped. He’d been hauling up the grand staircase, intent on getting to his upstairs office to pack the few things he’d left there, when the master bedroom door opened just as he was set to walk by it. He braced himself expecting to see Luna, but fuck him, Coronado walked out. He should have damn well checked the five car garage for cars, but he’d been certain Luna would be camped at Corondao’s ... not the other way around.
    He got a close look at him for the first time and he saw that Coronado was a tall Italian with black curly hair interspersed with some gray. The prick was in a blue, floor-length robe and at least he was as surprised to see him as Vincent was.
    “Unbelievable,” Vincent uttered, stopping, and then backing up.
    Coronado would have been handsome but for a severely broken nose that had not been set right.
    “She’s too thoroughly screwed right now to see you,” Coronado clipped with a curled upper lip.
    Vincent didn’t utter a word — he just turned and headed back down the staircase. Coronado blurted behind him. “ What kind of pussy man lets his wife be screwed by another man, in his own home.”
    Vincent hit the foyer without comment, but when he reached the front door and pulled it open he looked back and up at Coronado. “Man, I hope you like her, I really do. I’ll give you the fucking house if you’ll just keep her.”
    Vincent didn’t wait for a reply; he just left, shutting the door. He walked to his truck assessing the events … seemed his blackmail of Luna was shot. It’d been Coronado in those pictures. Seeing him up