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“Well, all I can say is, Kent and Delilah deserve each other,” he said.

“That they do,” she agreed. “But you know what? I hope they both find happiness. As long as it’s not anywhere around us.”

“What about you?”

“What about me?” she asked.

“Are you happy, Mrs. Benning?”

Mack crawled up her new husband’s body, wrapping her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist. “Deliriously.”

“Yeah?”

“Oh, yeah. You?”

“Yeah.”

“Christ, you’re bare,” he muttered running his hands along her strong, shapely thighs. He held her with one arm, using the other to push down his sweats and free himself. Mack wasn’t the only one who went commando around the house. It proved convenient for when the urge to make love to his beautiful wife surged, whenever and wherever they were.

She nipped his bottom lip and stroked his hard shaft with her sex, doing some kind of body rolling motion she picked up in one of those stripper classes. “’Cause I think I could make you happier...”

Nick laughed as he shifted her onto the counter and slid home. “I doubt it. But I’d sure as hell like to see you try...”