Any pretense of cool, all defense of his ego had turned to dust under Sarah's artful attentions. Cooper supported himself with one shoulder against the wall of the shower, face pressed against her. Hot kisses against the pulse that pounded in her throat alternated with breathless gasps. "Omigodyeah, omigodyeah, omigodyeah...."<br/><br/>The hand that had been kneading her bottom slipped around to grip Sarah's waist, as if belting her into a car. The hand between her thighs started to move faster, deeper, searching for that special spot Coop had been so carefully teasing until now. He had enough brain left to be vaguely grateful they were already in the shower, because things were gonna get very sticky in a minute or two. Then there was nothing but heat and sweetness and mounting, pounding excitement.