But then, knowing him, what should she expect?Takashi stared for a moment considering something, then rolled them, watching her gasp as she was pinned... underneath him. Growling he bit down onto her shoulder, not enough to bleed, but enough to cause tingling pleasure.Tomo hissed, then made a soft keening sound. Her hands rose instinctively to Takashi's shoulders. Her head tilted to the side, hair falling aside to expose more of the pall column. She wasn't sure what was telling her body how to. He walked to the window and stared out at the night sky.How did we get here? I thought we were reconnecting. I thought I was more in tune with her. Then Cassie came back to town and Christy and Bob are divorcing. And then there was the limousine fantasy two weeks ago. What an unmitigated disaster!She didn't even apologize. Heck she barely acknowledged that the evening happened. Every time he'd tried to talk to her about it, she frowned and changed the subject. Something was going on here that. “Sometimes when Nathan is gone I just get so crazy trying to fill my needs. I am sure you never have trouble like that, a strong young man like you must have a steady girlfriend.” I had stopped looking at her face and watched as my fingers moved along her perfectly tanned lower back. I made another pass along the waistband of her bikini bottom and the tip of my middle finger pushed against the elastic and I exposed a line of white skin that the sun never touched. It was a perfectly white line. In my confusion, I jumped out ofbed in alarm, and in the process woke up my wife, who had not yetfelt the wetness of the sheets. Being disturbed by the manner I gotout of bed, and then feeling the wet mattress, she looked at me andYELLED, "What the hell is going on here. This is the third nightin a row that you have wet the bed. What on earth is wrong withyou, are you a baby or something????" I just stood there, with myhead hung low, humiliated and confused. I couldn't answer her, Ididn't know.