Dean withdrew from the kiss, shifted to set his hands to work. He wasn't shy about rushing the job, and if he missed a spot or three, well, Anna would just have to deal with the burn. He was pretty sure the burn he felt inside was worse than anything the sun could do to her, or at least it was more pressing.
"Turn over," he commanded, even though she didn't need lotion on her back if she was going to be laying on it. He didn't mind the rub down, it was foreplay its own right. Dean was just over eager, and anxious to get to the good stuff.
"Next time," he said, leaning down and turned his head to kiss her ear, moving down her jawline with each word,"sunscreen first."