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“Wow,” Andy said in surprise, “this smells really good.”
“You like it?”
“Yeah. Usually, I go for the unscented kind because really strong fragrances bother me, but this is just simple and minty and fresh.”
“Mary makes it,” Luke said proudly. “She’s all into green living and essential oils and stuff. Been making her own soaps for a while. This one’s great because it’s really moisturizing, and you can use it on your hair too—”
He glanced over his shoulder to find Andy already working the bar through the dark golden lengths cascading over her back. “Mary should sell this in the shop. It’s fantastic.”
“Yeah,” he said absently, turning back around despite the pressure in his shorts because the sight of Andy smiling again was almost as mesmerizing as all the lathering. “She probably should.”
“Maybe you could design a cool product label for it.”
“Yeah. I probably could.” Damn, he sounded like a blithering idiot.
And, also, hell yeah, hewasan idiot. Because Andy’s idea was a good one. One he should have suggested to his sister a long time ago.
As another idea hit him, Luke grinned. “Mary’s Surf Suds. Has a nice ring to it, eh?”
Andy laughed. “Oh my god, that’s perfect!” Reaching behind the collar of her wetsuit, she pulled at the Velcro there, then went for the zipper below it. “Damn,” she muttered after a few seconds of fumbling.
“Need some help?”
“Yes, please.” She rose and — lifting her soapy hair out of the way — gave him her back.
Luke closed in, grasped the zipper pull, and tugged it down as the scent of her — mint from the soap combined with a sweetness that was entirely Andy — messed with his senses.
As inch by inch of smooth pale skin was exposed, it occurred to Luke that he’d never actually unzipped a woman like this without subsequently fucking her.
He’d also never had a woman in his shower before without fucking her.
This was generally the part where sex occurred.
He could not have sex with Andy.
Oh, no he definitelycould. His cock was very into the idea at the moment. But, again, heshouldn’t.
“Luke,” she said a little huskily — or maybe this was just his fevered imagination reading into things — “would you get my back?”
Oh, now he was not imaginingthat. Or the way she held the soap out for him to take.
How could he deny such a request?
Luke’s hand closed over the bar, fingers tangling with hers for a few tantalizing seconds as he internally debated the wisdom of what he was about to do.
And what he soon discovered — as he pulled the soap from her and stroked it down her back from the slender nape of her neck to the fastener on her aqua bikini top — was that there wasn’t a single thing wise about the move whatsoever. Nor the second, as he made another pass down her left side, pressing the bar firmly into her shoulder blade before slowly drawing it down.
No, there wasn’t an ounce of wisdom in this at all.
This was pure carnal temptation.
Especially when he gave Andy’s right shoulder blade some attention. Detecting a bit of a knot, he worked the end of the bar over it in circles.
“God, that feels good,” she purred, pulling the top of her suit down and bracing her arms against the shower wall. The wetsuit bunched up around the curve of her hips, brushing his thighs as she let out a low moan of pleasure. “More please. Harder.”
Fuck.Did she have any idea what she was doing to him right now?
Luke couldn’t decide if the woman was a sadist or a masochist. His cock seemed happy with either. Which was a huge fucking problem. He needed to get his lusty dick away from her pronto, or the only lesson he was about to be teaching Andy was how orgasms made for great muscle relaxants.
