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Authors: Starla Silver
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asked, with slight trepidation. “You’re not going to do what I think you’re going to do, are you?” he backed away a few steps.
“Are you afraid of heights?”
“Not really, but, you can hardly see the water. How do you know what’s down there?”
“I could jump anywhere in this quarry with my eyes closed. Do you trust me?” she asked him again.
Riley eyed her, his look one of uncertainty. Was this some test of bravery? Meant for him, or her? He supposed if this test were something she needed, he’d oblige. He rejoined her, standing so close that their bodies were practically touching.
Melinda had no idea where this newfound bravery was coming from, but she refused to question it. Adrenaline surged through her body and she didn’t want it to stop. It felt like she had been asleep for a very long time and had just awakened and remembered she had a life to live.
“Take my hand,” she whispered with a hard swallow.
He did so.
Melinda jumped, taking Riley with her.
She didn’t even know if he screamed on the way down. All she could hear was the rush of air flying by, and the waterfall crashing onto the water’s surface below. Cool water bit at her sun-warmed skin as she hit the surface. She plunged underneath, fully submerged, moments later kicking upward, her head popping out of the water.
She’d lost her grip on motorcycle man.
“Riley,” she called out. He didn’t answer and she couldn’t see him.
Her heart raced, blood pumping through veins that had been sedentary for years, each pulse surging with an intoxicating rush she wanted to repeat.
She’d left the old Melinda Howard up on the ledge. She spun around in the water, looking for Riley to surface. Her heart thudded hard when she didn’t see him. Had she messed up? Had he been injured during the jump?
It was difficult to see; the mist was thicker than she had expected.
She gasped, suddenly grabbed from behind and spun around. Riley’s moist lips charged her own. The sting of the cold water and the rushing of blood through her veins was nothing to the electrifying thrum the touch of his lips shot through each nerve. All thought, all reason, dissolved into lips consuming each other.
When Riley pulled away, his breath came out in a frantic push. “That was such a rush… I’ve never done anything like it before.”
“The jump, or the kiss?” she asked breathlessly.
He swam closer, looking like he was going to kiss her again.
Melinda’s willpower sank, and drowned. She wanted a lot more than another kiss.
His eyes widened in surprised delight when she reached behind her back and unclasped her bra. She wiggled out of it, and it floated away with the churning whirlpools created by the waterfall. She left no question as to what she wanted.
Riley got her message loud and clear.
“Your wish is my command.”
She swam backwards; he kept pace until she slowed down, granite sweeping across the bottom of her feet. She stopped when cool granite caressed her back. The water reached her chest, hiding most of her from the shoulders down.
Riley grabbed the top of the granite wall, drawing his body closer to hers. His lips trailed down her cheek, her neck, nibbling on her ear. It was heavenly as she thought it would be.
“I’ve never met anyone like you, Melinda.”
“I bet you say that to all the girls.”
“There haven’t been that many,” he returned. “But they were just that. Girls. ” The way he said the word was like describing her as the epitome of womankind.
Heavenly puffs of white steam enclosed around them.
His lips lowered, nuzzling the curve of her breasts.
Her reaction pleased him. He lifted his head, finding her lips again. It wasn’t a full invasion. He seemed to be holding back. Or maybe he wasn’t, Melinda had no idea. She only knew she was falling hard. And fast. Too fast, she was certain most any sane person would say.
Shit. Shit. Shit. A surge of doubt swept through her. What am I doing?
He
“Are you afraid of heights?”
“Not really, but, you can hardly see the water. How do you know what’s down there?”
“I could jump anywhere in this quarry with my eyes closed. Do you trust me?” she asked him again.
Riley eyed her, his look one of uncertainty. Was this some test of bravery? Meant for him, or her? He supposed if this test were something she needed, he’d oblige. He rejoined her, standing so close that their bodies were practically touching.
Melinda had no idea where this newfound bravery was coming from, but she refused to question it. Adrenaline surged through her body and she didn’t want it to stop. It felt like she had been asleep for a very long time and had just awakened and remembered she had a life to live.
“Take my hand,” she whispered with a hard swallow.
He did so.
Melinda jumped, taking Riley with her.
She didn’t even know if he screamed on the way down. All she could hear was the rush of air flying by, and the waterfall crashing onto the water’s surface below. Cool water bit at her sun-warmed skin as she hit the surface. She plunged underneath, fully submerged, moments later kicking upward, her head popping out of the water.
She’d lost her grip on motorcycle man.
“Riley,” she called out. He didn’t answer and she couldn’t see him.
Her heart raced, blood pumping through veins that had been sedentary for years, each pulse surging with an intoxicating rush she wanted to repeat.
She’d left the old Melinda Howard up on the ledge. She spun around in the water, looking for Riley to surface. Her heart thudded hard when she didn’t see him. Had she messed up? Had he been injured during the jump?
It was difficult to see; the mist was thicker than she had expected.
She gasped, suddenly grabbed from behind and spun around. Riley’s moist lips charged her own. The sting of the cold water and the rushing of blood through her veins was nothing to the electrifying thrum the touch of his lips shot through each nerve. All thought, all reason, dissolved into lips consuming each other.
When Riley pulled away, his breath came out in a frantic push. “That was such a rush… I’ve never done anything like it before.”
“The jump, or the kiss?” she asked breathlessly.
He swam closer, looking like he was going to kiss her again.
Melinda’s willpower sank, and drowned. She wanted a lot more than another kiss.
His eyes widened in surprised delight when she reached behind her back and unclasped her bra. She wiggled out of it, and it floated away with the churning whirlpools created by the waterfall. She left no question as to what she wanted.
Riley got her message loud and clear.
“Your wish is my command.”
She swam backwards; he kept pace until she slowed down, granite sweeping across the bottom of her feet. She stopped when cool granite caressed her back. The water reached her chest, hiding most of her from the shoulders down.
Riley grabbed the top of the granite wall, drawing his body closer to hers. His lips trailed down her cheek, her neck, nibbling on her ear. It was heavenly as she thought it would be.
“I’ve never met anyone like you, Melinda.”
“I bet you say that to all the girls.”
“There haven’t been that many,” he returned. “But they were just that. Girls. ” The way he said the word was like describing her as the epitome of womankind.
Heavenly puffs of white steam enclosed around them.
His lips lowered, nuzzling the curve of her breasts.
Her reaction pleased him. He lifted his head, finding her lips again. It wasn’t a full invasion. He seemed to be holding back. Or maybe he wasn’t, Melinda had no idea. She only knew she was falling hard. And fast. Too fast, she was certain most any sane person would say.
Shit. Shit. Shit. A surge of doubt swept through her. What am I doing?
He
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