Monthly Archives: April 2010

Ben was always in favor of doing a “good enough” job rather than achieving perfection. He wanted to finish washing his car as soon as possible so they could spend some quality time together. Unfortunately, he was finding it really difficult to concentrate at the moment because he was so turned on by the way she’d been teasing him for the last twenty minutes. It was so unfair. She didn’t seem to be having any difficulty. Or at least she was doing a really good job of pretending. In fact, she was now intent upon cleaning some tree sap off the windshield, rubbing the sponge in firm, circular motions. She gave him an innocent look, then went back to working on the windshield. Ben wasn’t fooled for a moment. He was positive she was deliberately trying to get a rise out of him. And it was working. After the windshield was done, she started on the hood. She practically draped herself over the hood of her car, then gave him a provocative smile. He couldn’t tear his eyes away from her. He imagined pinning her down on the hood and having his way with her until she was screaming his name in ecstasy. It would be so easy to sneak up behind her and push her down…
He shook his head. He couldn’t do that. …to be continued!

His mouth fell open. Was she doing that on purpose? He caught her sneaking a look at him out of the corner of her eye. Oh, yeah, she was definitely doing it on purpose. Well, two could play at that game. Making sure she was watching, he casually peeled off his shirt to reveal his long, lean physique. As she stared at his naked chest, her pulse quickened. He tossed his shirt aside and went back to working on his car. For a moment she just stood there, admiring the way his powerful back muscles bunched and flexed as he washed the back window. He looked over to her again, and this time she looked flustered. He loved that he could rattle her composure. He was the only one who could do that. The best thing to do was ignore him, she decided. She forced herself to focus all of her attention on the task at hand and began scrubbing in earnest. Within minutes she was completely absorbed in getting her car as clean as possible. He glanced up after a while. Uh-oh. He recognized that look. Gwen was an overachiever and a consummate perfectionist. She excelled at everything. He knew she wouldn’t rest until every smudge, smear and stray speck of dirt was scoured off and every square inch of both cars gleaming and spotless. They’d be out here all day if he let her have her way, and that wasn’t in his plans. …to be continued!