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The morning after a big case, Jack felt a moment of peace. This was unlike his usual mornings, when his mind immediately kicked in with everything he needed to accomplish, forcing him out of bed before he could enjoy a moment with his wife.
The sun was just coming up, and the breeze fluttered the curtains of the open window. He ran his hands over the flat of Karen’s silky-smooth stomach. Her butt was nestled against him, and he traced the outline of her breasts, feeling the handful and enjoying the soft whisper she made as he stirred her from sleep. He pressed a kiss to her shoulder, her neck, touching her, loving the feel of her against him. He maneuvered her, still half asleep, over onto her back.
God damn, she was beautiful.
He ran his hand over her leg, her thigh, just imagining
