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his broad, strong back until he rolled me over to reverse spoon and pulled my hips in to him so I could feel how hard he was for me. There wasn’t a day on earth that Jack didn’t wake up hard. It made me smile and wiggle back against him, all sleepy eyes and long limbs. It was a very rare occasion when we had time for morning sex in our rush to get everything ready and everyone out the door on time. Still, he loved it when I reached back and squeezed and tugged on him in those drifting moments still caught between sleeping and awake. I liked to imagine what he’d been dreaming about as I reached back to stroke him against my ass— what new flavor of the feminine had entered his unconscious during the