I slowly ran my fingers down his chest and stomach, loving how the muscles moved under my touch. My soldier...Gods I never realized how much I missed his touch and warmth.

My grandmother is watching the kids for the week. I'm sure we can make that a possibility.

He smirked and I hooked my fingers under my tank top, slowly pulling it over my head before dropping it on top of his. Oh the bonus of not wearing a bra. Michael sat up, his lips pressed against my neck as he ran his hands along my back. The possessive snarl that escaped his throat sent chills down my spin. Sex was so much better when he put me in my place.