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each other for a few more minutes while Ty’s other hand reached up and covered her magic one. He whispered, “You better stop.”
    “But it’s fun.” Her chest heaved, while currents of desire continued to pulse through her body. “And I want you. People here or not.”
    He moaned, looking up at the sky, then observed the hot tub area, looking for something. Once he caught sight of the storage room, he pulled her hand away from him and stood up. “Come on.”
    He hauled her out of the tub with one wave goodbye to the other couple. He reached into his jean pants pocket for something she could only guess and next, he tugged her into the storage room ten yards away. Ty shut the door and jerked her body against the wall. “You’re torturing me.” His breath fell across the top of her head and he gathered her against his cold, yet warm, pulsating body. He slipped his hands up her arms, ever so slowly. When he rubbed his lower half against hers, a soft moan escaped her lips. He bent his head lower and he moved her bra to the side, his tongue exploring her peaks.
    If this is what being bad felt like, she was ready to take a new notion with life. Words fell through her head as quickly as she skied down a bunny slope. Bad. Frivolous. Naughty. Fun. Trouble. If this was what it entailed, she wanted more. More of Ty. More Trouble. She pulled him closer and begged him with her needy eyes. “Now, Ty. I need you now.”
    He slid her panties down her legs and stopped at her feet, stroking her calf, the back of her knee, up her thigh, and up … up … up to the curve of her desire. He kissed and sank his tongue into her. Feeling every intimate part of her – and there was no shame. It felt damn good. She reached behind his head and pulled his head closer … closer … “Oh, yes. Ty … I … ” She collapsed into him, his head turned with a smile on his lips.
    “Baby, you’re too much.” He pulled down his boxers and pressed his body into her.
    Her chest moved up and down and she brought her hand up to wipe her brow. She actually dripped of sweat in this cold. A crackle of a package brought her back to her senses, somewhat, and Ty reached up and held her face with his strong hands. “You okay?” His voice was thick and unsteady.
    More than okay. She was enlightened. Never in her wildest fantasies had she imagined sex could be like this – hot, wild, wanton, yet loving at the same time. An aching need filled her heart again. She pulled his shoulders closer and lifted her leg behind his thigh. “Show me more, Trouble.”
    A deep chuckle fell from his lips as he grabbed her chin and kissed her, crushing her to him. She gasped as he entered her – and surprisingly she felt whole – as if this was a part she missed all this time. Life would never be the same again. It should’ve worried her since this was a one-night thing, but she didn’t have time to really think about it.
    He thrust into her, over and over, and she met his power over and over, until at last he quickened his movements and groaned into her ear.
    She trailed her icy fingers up and down his back, allowing them both time to catch their breath. When she stopped, he rested his forehead against hers and laced his fingers through her own. “Damn right, you’re fun.”
    She couldn’t control her burst of laughter. “And you’re certainly trouble.”
    He released her and took care of the condom while she redressed herself in her cold, wet underwear. He reached behind her and pulled out a towel from the shelving unit. “Here, it’s cold.”
    Wrapping her in the big fluffy Olympics-towel, he pulled her to him and kissed her, a slow, drugging kiss. When they finished, he looked at her in the eyes and nodded. “This is not over.”
    She forced herself to settle down. “Ty, it was fun, but we’ve got to get down to business tomorrow.”
    His green eyes met hers and his jaw tensed.
    Since she couldn’t afford to be distracted by his pull, she recited her