“An hour ago, you didn’t even want me to touch you, Fireball.” My voice was strained. “An hour ago, I was sweaty and hurting. You fixed it for me, and we agreed to be a team. This is me keeping up my side of the bargain. And besides, it’s not any more of a hardship for me to touch you than it is for you to touch me. I’ve never been more turned-on in my life.” I inhaled deeply, desperate to have the scent of her desire embedded in my lungs, my mouth, my throat. Hell, I wanted it laced through every fiber of my being. The water concealed it from me, and I nearly snarled in frustration. “Do we
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