“Someone’s eager,” Steve says with a grin, but he quickly undoes the hooks with one hand and then puts his palms on her shoulders, hooking his thumbs under the straps to pull them down off of her arms. His gaze falls immediately to her exposed tits as he drops the bra on top of his clothes, but he can’t be blamed for that. They really are spectacular.

So spectacular, and Steve is so stoned, that he can’t resist ducking down to bury his face between them, kissing the swell of one before pulling her nipple between his lips to give it a gentle suck. This is all two-fold, because Steve loves mouthing at her tits and also it distracts her enough for him to suddenly bend down and wrap his arm around her knees, lifting her into a fireman’s carry as he walks towards the water.

“Getting on with it!” He laughs, sliding one hand up the back of her thigh as he steps into the water. It’s cold where it laps around his ankles, and he quickly surges forward to dunk them both, feeling the cold prickle at his skin before he starts to adjust.