He breathed in deep, the sweep of the ocean's breezes dashing across his cheeks and the sun beating down on his head, lightening his already blonder hair. A grin flashed over his face at this, and he hugged the boogieboard at his side a little tighter as he walked down from the house and towards the shore
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It was a well-known fact that Robert Chase filled out a sports coat in ways that made both women and men turn around and look twice…sometimes three times. Getting the chance to see those shoulders bared, kissed by the sun and glistening with seawater combined with the long sleek lines of well muscled legs, it really was a fucking wonder that Wilson didn’t get himself knocked into the surf by the wave which careened past.
Mmmm…kay as long as he didn’t have to get out of the water any time soon, the clinging state of his bathing trunks wouldn’t be a problem
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"You rebel." Chase grinned, pushing his now wet hair back off his forehead. He looked down the long shore, then back at his lover with a wiggle of the eyebrows. "What's the wager then? Because I will so own you, lover."
Wilson snorted and bounced up to float over a wave. Dark hair was plastered across his forehead and along his temples, short enough that it wasn't quite blinding him as he bobbed like a pale cork thoughtfully.
"Hmmmm...what would be a good wager. Okay well... we already know we're having sex in the hot tub so...can't wager you that...can't wager you sex in all the rooms either...since we're almost completed that project."
Tapping a damp lip with a long finger he grinned impishly and set his hands on his trim hips.
"Okay, we'll go with the tried but true. You win and I cook you breakfast in bed tomorrow morning."
Since he knew how much Chase enjoyed snoozing in when he had the chance.
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Mmmm…kay as long as he didn’t have to get out of the water any time soon, the clinging state of his bathing trunks wouldn’t be a problem ( ... )
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"Hmmmm...what would be a good wager. Okay well... we already know we're having sex in the hot tub so...can't wager you that...can't wager you sex in all the rooms either...since we're almost completed that project."
Tapping a damp lip with a long finger he grinned impishly and set his hands on his trim hips.
"Okay, we'll go with the tried but true. You win and I cook you breakfast in bed tomorrow morning."
Since he knew how much Chase enjoyed snoozing in when he had the chance.
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