“Cowboy?”
“Hmm?”
“What if it were your horse?”
“Hittin’ me where it hurts. That’s not fair, Doc.”
“I thought that might get you.” She removed his fingers from her nest of dark curls. “Oh, I do hate to get up.”
“Then don’t.”
“I need a shower.”
“What if I refuse to let you use my bathroom?”
She turned over to face him and slapped him playfully. “Then I may wet the bed, Cowboy.”
“I have a full-time housekeeper.” He grinned at her. “She doesn’t ask questions.”
“You’re impossible.”
“I thrive on it.” He took her mouth in a scalding kiss. “I can’t get enough of you,” he said against her lips.
“I know the feeling.” She returned the kiss with a searing one of her own. “But I really. Have. To. Get. Up.” She pushed at his chest and broke his hold on her. “I’m sorry. Truly.”
“Not half as sorry as I am.”
She walked, naked, toward his bathroom. Damn, she’s perfectly formed. His cock twitched again.
“Put your tongue back in your mouth,” she said jovially, her back to him.
“What makes you think I’m watching you?”
“Aren’t you?”
“Hell, yes.” He hooted in laughter. “Any red-blooded male who wouldn’t watch you any time he could is a lunatic.”
“Or gay.” She laughed. “Or blind. Or too old to—”
“I get the idea.” He sat up and stretched, his blood bursting through his veins. He couldn’t remember when he had felt so well rested. Odd, since he hadn’t done much sleeping.
When he heard the whoosh of the shower, he stood up, imagining streams of water pelting down that gorgeous body. If she was going to shower, he was damn well going to shower with her.
She was massaging shampoo into her hair when he sneaked into the shower behind her. He smoothed his fingers over her shapely bottom and she jumped.
“Sorry, Doc.”
“You might warn me next time. Damn, I got soap in my eye.”
“I’m sorry, gorgeous.” He turned her to face him. “Here. Let me.”
He grabbed a washcloth, wet it, and gently rinsed out her eyes. He turned her into the water stream, rinsed her hair, and brought her back around to face him. Her hair hung in dark wet ringlets, clinging to the swell of her breasts. He lowered his lips to hers and kissed her hard.
When she encircled her arms around his neck, he knew she had surrendered. He lifted her off the ground and she wrapped her legs around his hips. He entered her with one swift thrust.
“Mmm, Cowboy,” she said. “You’r
e insatiable. You can’t be thirty-six. Are you sure you’re not nineteen?”