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“I can arrange at least one or two more of those.” With his hands on her hips, he slid her down his cock. He felt her shudder as she took every inch of him. He moved his thumb to her clit that was buried in her pubic hair and pressed. “I’m okay if you just want to sit there, but I’m pretty sure we’ll both enjoy it much more if you move.”

She tightened her muscles with every stroke. He could feel each tiny ripple of internal muscles as she rode him. He’d never gone bareback with any woman until Ashlin, so he wasn’t sure whether it was her skill as a lover, the sensation of skin on skin, or the fact that he had deep, growing feelings for her. He came so hard he seemed to explode from his soul through every pore in his body. If it weren’t for her nails digging into his chest, he couldn’t have said whether she had peaked or not until she collapsed, limp on top of him.

He awoke before she did to the wet sticky mess, practically gluing them together. Carefully, Clint rolled her off him without waking her and quietly padded to the bathroom. He returned with a warm washcloth and gently cleaned her before returning to the sink. Part of him hated washing their mixed essence off himself, but he didn’t want her to have to deal with the mess they had made.

Glancing at his watch on the way back to bed, Clint smiled, realizing they had time for at least one or two more rounds. As he slid under the covers and pulled his wife’s naked body next to his, Clint’s last thought before sleep was, “I could do this for the rest of my life.”

Chapter 14

Ashlin was wide awake at the ringing of the phone. She reached for hers, only to realize Clint was already talking to someone and crawling out of bed. He came around to her side and pulled the covers back over her shoulders.

“Sorry, Tiger, I’ve got to take this.” He gave her a quick kiss on the forehead. “Go back to sleep. I won’t be long.”

She rolled over onto her side and instantly fell asleep again.

A heavy arm draped over her, and talented fingers played with her nipples. She rolled to face Clint. “Everything okay?”

He hesitated just a few seconds too long before he answered, “Yeah. Recruiting sent me a new senior NCO, but I had already promoted from within. He’s getting checked into the hotel now. I’ll meet him at breakfast.”

Ashlin pulled her hand out from under the covers and checked her watch. She smiled at the naked man in bed with her as she slid her hand down his rock-hard abdomen to his impressive cock. “I have time for one more big O if you’re up for it.” She stroked him from base to tip. “I’d say that answer is yes.”

She debated swinging her leg over his hips and gliding down, riding him once again.

“Can you stay the night?” Clint gently moved a strand of hair from across her face and tucked it behind her ear, retracing the curve once again with his fingertip.

“No. We both have to work tomorrow morning, and I didn’t bring my go bag.” If invited back tomorrow, which was actually later that day, she would bring a change of clothes. She had never woken up in the same bed as her husband. That needed to be rectified immediately. She understood why Piper preferred to stay with Kenner rather than the rest of the team at their DuPont Circle condominium. There was something much more personal, as though they were building a life beyond their teams. A life together. Their jobs became just that: jobs. Their lives together had taken on a much greater importance than anything else. Yes. She would definitely bring a change of clothes…if invited back.

Clint’s prowess as a talented lover was proven twice more before the sun cracked yellow-and-pink stripes into the eastern edge of the sky.

“I have to get home,” Ashlin whispered with regret. She needed to shower and change into her civilian clothes. Because of the mission they were working on, they had been instructed to dress as normal D.C. office workers. For the first week after returning from their mission in South Sudan, they rode the Metro. One morning, each of them felt as though they were being tailed. Katlin immediately ordered transportation for them each way. Black Swan teams were too valuable to take any chances on their personal safety, especially at home.

“Let’s go now,” Clint suggested. “Can you be ready in ten minutes? I’ll call for a car.”

“You don’t have to do that,” Ashlin said as she rolled out of bed. “I’ll call for one.” She had several vetted companies on speed dial. Her team never trusted the rideshares like Uber and Lyft. There were several dependable black car services in Washington D.C. with bonded drivers and armor-reinforced cars.

“I insist on seeing you home.” Clint slid on his black jeans from the night before, going commando. “There are only a few services here in Washington that my mom will use. I’ll give them a call.”

Ashlin slid on her soft green blouse and reached for her slacks. “I forget that Lynette is an ambassador. To me, she’s Xena’s mom…and yours.” Ashlin flopped into the corner chair. “Oh my God. My mother-in-law is the chief ambassador for all of East Africa.”

“Yeah, so what. She’s Mom to you.” Clint checked his watch. “Our ride will be here by the time we get downstairs. Get your shoes on.”

He held her hand the entire way to her condo. “You can just drop me off here,” she announced to the driver when he pulled up to the front door.

“No,” Clint insisted. “Wait here,” he instructed the driver. I’m going to make sure she gets into her apartment safely. Then I need you to take me back to my hotel.”

“Yes, sir.” The man, dressed in a starched white shirt, black bow tie, and a suit jacket, nodded and put the car in park. “I’ll be right here when you return.”

Ashlin stepped out, and Clint was right behind her, his large hand on the small of her back. The heat it generated warmed her to her toes.

At the elevator, she pressed the button and turned to him. “Thank you for a wonderful evening.”

“I’m not leaving you here.” The door opened, and they both stepped in.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and went up on tiptoes. Their kiss was sweet and gentle, but ended all too quickly when the elevator door opened. They walked quietly to the door of the condo where Black Swans had lived for several years. Team 1 had occupied the five suites before all marrying and moving out. Katlin Callahan Wolf, their boss, allowed Team 2 to stay there together to build team cohesiveness. It was obviously working because their team was so tight, they knew what each other was thinking, especially on an op.

“Good night.” Ashlin gave him one last kiss.

Clint grinned. “It was an exceptionally good night. The only thing that would’ve made it better was for you to stay in my bed until we had to go to work.” He pulled her close and kissed her hard. “Can we do supper again tomorrow night? And maybe you could bring an overnight bag?”