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"Inside? Absolutely. Out here? I can see that I might just have to put up a higher fence first."
"Good." She leaned in and kissed the underside of his jaw. "Now take me inside so I'm not the victim of every mosquito in San Antonio."
Laughing, he picked her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist. "I didn't realize that I was going to have to protect you from mosquitoes."
"If you're unwilling-"
He kissed the words right off her lips. "I'm willing, darlin'. I'll just have to cover every inch of you," he gave her another kiss, "with me."
WESTON
He slid the patio door open and stepped inside with her. The feeling of him squeezed between her thighs was enough to make her spontaneously combust. Feeling his hard chest against hers was enough to make her already tight nipples ridiculously hard. It wouldn’t take much friction between them for her to burst into flame. "It took a lot of restraint not to kick the team out earlier than I did."
She kissed his face, pulling back slightly every so often just to let him get a look at where they were going.
The last thing she wanted to happen was one or both of them ending up in the emergency room with one of those injuries where you have to explain to the nurses that you were doing something naughty and ended up with an embarrassing injury. She did not want to end up on a Reddit thread somewhere.
But like everything else she'd seen him do, Weston didn't seem to need to see around her to get them into his bedroom.
Even better, straight into his bathroom because as much as she wanted to get him undressed and in bed, she had a lot of sunscreen and insect repellent on her skin. He set her down on the tile floor just shy of the shower and bathtub.
Giving her a heated look, he asked the most important question of that moment. "Tub or-"
"Shower," she answered before he'd finished asking. "I can't wait to scrub down and-"
He returned the favor from a moment ago and finished for her. "Get you on those cool sheets."
The very thought of it made her sigh and the shower started with water coursing out of the large square shower head.
It was almost musical, the sound that the water made as they shed their remaining clothing.
WESTON
He almost laughed as her elbow gave him a glancing blow to the breadbasket as they stripped down.
He managed to barely acknowledge it, since it was preferable to something lower. No man likes to know that his dick was a heartbeat away from a sharp elbow strike.
Tracy was the first one to step under the spray and just that one moment, watching that water coursing down over her body? It made his whole vision narrow onto her.
He kicked off the last of his clothes and stepped under the shower.
Weston moved his hands over her arms, keeping them from other... more sensitive parts. He wanted to touch her everywhere, but the bed was much more comfortable, and the sound of the shower would drown out those little sighs that he loved hearing while he had his mouth on her.
He did hear her laughter. "Thank god this shower is big enough for the two of us."
He reached past her and picked up the shower gel. "Need some help?"
She rolled her eyes and gave him a come-hither look. "Maybe we can spend a little time in here."
"Whatever the lady wants... the lady gets." Weston squeezed out some gel into his palm and reached out to put the bottle away. "Let me help-"
Tracy took the bottle from his hands and squeezed some out onto her palm before setting it back. "What we have here, Ranger Cooper, is a cooperative situation."
He raised a brow at her words, but it really didn't matter what she was teasing him with. The look in her eyes promised a good time. Dealing with her sass all day? It kept him on edge and smiling, but it also had him half hard from the time she’d arrived at his house.
Tracy rubbed her hands together and he copied her movements, his breath catching in his throat.
When she reached for him, he reached for her, and he found himself spreading soap over her back and lower.
