Marc and Dog Deleted Scene
Marc rose up to complete the act by hand, but Julia moaned, “Depo has us covered, baby.”
Happy enough to finish where it felt the best, Marc slid deep as he kissed her, letting go of his control. At the height, another face slammed into his mind. That never changed.
Breathing ragged, Marc kissed Julia’s cheek, noting purple splotches and puffy lids. Reality came crashing in and he dislodged himself.
Marc sat on the side of the bed to don his jeans. “You wanna talk now?”
Julia shook her head in satisfaction. “Over dinner.”
Marc didn’t argue. He was ready to eat. Sex had that effect on him. Grabbing his hastily kicked off boots, Marc dropped onto the bed to pull them on. “You good? I can knock you out again; let you sleep, if you want.”
Julia chuckled. “I’ve always liked that about you, Brady–how fair you are.”
Marc shrugged. “I like to give back as good as I get.”
Julia frowned slightly, and then drew on a happier thought to enjoy with the chills that she was still feeling. Marc had satisfied her before and during, then took his pleasure. He was the one man who’d ever bothered to do that for her. It made his trips to the ranch very welcome most days.
Reminded that he wasn’t here for her enjoyment this time, Julia sighed. “You can go on. I’ll be right there.”
Marc left the room humming, but not before pressing a grateful kiss to the top of her head. He wished all women could be like Julia. She never asked for more than he could give.
