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spread your legs.” Her mind immediately went to a happier place where Clint was on his stomach licking her pussy. Her blood pressure lowered a bit. “Got it.” Arms out, pussy open.
“When we get near the land, remember to lift your legs. I’ll do all the work to land.”
“Okay.” She prayed she could keep all of the instructions straight in her head.
The pilot must have nodded or something because next thing she knew Clint had maneuvered her to the door. The air slammed into her face. She got her first glance at the ground, and it was really far away.
Her heart knocked against her chest. Maybe she shouldn’t be doing this. She wasn’t ready.
Before she could back out, they were in the air.
“Holy shit.” Other than the wind pressing upward on her body, the world seemed to stand still.
“Arms out.”
As soon as she assumed the position, she knew she was flying. A quick glance to the right and she spotted another skydiver who was filming her. Clint hadn’t told her, but it was too late to argue.
Deciding to make the most of it, she wiggled her fingers and somehow managed to smile. At least with Clint doing all the work, she didn’t have to worry about messing up. All too soon, she was jerked upward, or so it felt. The descent slowed to a crawl. This was what hawks must experience every day when they rode the currents.
Finally, she looked outward. Oh, my God . She could see forever.
Nothing could compare to the excitement of this ride. All too soon, the earth rushed up to meet them.
“Legs up.”
Just in time, she lifted them and Clint landed. He jogged at least ten feet before sliding to a stop on his butt. Laughter bubbled up, probably from relief. Once safely on the ground, she dropped her legs 60
and leaned back. Exhilaration swept through her. Even though she was safe, her heart continued to pound.
“Sit up.” He unhooked her. “You can get up now.” Her legs wobbled a bit, but she managed to stand and watch Clint gather the parachute. Her heart still hadn’t slowed. “Wow.” He trotted back to her. “So what did you think?” The words and emotions collided. Coherent thoughts barely registered. “When can I go again?”
He gave her a hug. “I think it’s time we celebrate.”
* * * *
Dakota still couldn’t believe she’d jumped out of a plane, but her body and mind were spinning even after five hours. On the way home, Clint proposed yet another plan to get Morgan involved with them.
She couldn’t think straight from the adrenaline coursing through her system, but she agreed to give it a try.
Morgan was going to barbecue for him and Clint tonight, and she was supposed to show up unannounced. Clint would say he’d forgotten to mention it to Morgan that she was coming over. The rest would be ad-libbed from there.
She’d do whatever it took to have Morgan as a willing participant, but she wanted him to come to her because of who she was. Tricking him would probably end in disaster, but since Clint seemed to think this would work, she’d give it a try. If she understood why Morgan was so against her, she might be able to handle the rejection better.
Since the plan involved them swimming, she wore a skimpy suit under her shorts and a tee. In her bag, she’d stuffed a warmer set of clothes for after she changed. She rang the bell and swayed back and forth. At the moment, she was almost more willing to jump out of a plane again than chance a rejection by Morgan. Finally, someone answered. Thank goodness it was Clint.
“Hey, gorgeous.”
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His flattering words helped, but she was still fearful about how the evening was going to go. Pissing off Morgan was the last thing she wanted.
He pulled her into a hug and kissed her. “We’re going to have fun.
Relax.”
“You a mind reader now?”
“The stiff shoulders will give it away every time. Come on, we’re out back. Just play along.” He kissed her and her body let go of some of the tension.
With his
“When we get near the land, remember to lift your legs. I’ll do all the work to land.”
“Okay.” She prayed she could keep all of the instructions straight in her head.
The pilot must have nodded or something because next thing she knew Clint had maneuvered her to the door. The air slammed into her face. She got her first glance at the ground, and it was really far away.
Her heart knocked against her chest. Maybe she shouldn’t be doing this. She wasn’t ready.
Before she could back out, they were in the air.
“Holy shit.” Other than the wind pressing upward on her body, the world seemed to stand still.
“Arms out.”
As soon as she assumed the position, she knew she was flying. A quick glance to the right and she spotted another skydiver who was filming her. Clint hadn’t told her, but it was too late to argue.
Deciding to make the most of it, she wiggled her fingers and somehow managed to smile. At least with Clint doing all the work, she didn’t have to worry about messing up. All too soon, she was jerked upward, or so it felt. The descent slowed to a crawl. This was what hawks must experience every day when they rode the currents.
Finally, she looked outward. Oh, my God . She could see forever.
Nothing could compare to the excitement of this ride. All too soon, the earth rushed up to meet them.
“Legs up.”
Just in time, she lifted them and Clint landed. He jogged at least ten feet before sliding to a stop on his butt. Laughter bubbled up, probably from relief. Once safely on the ground, she dropped her legs 60
and leaned back. Exhilaration swept through her. Even though she was safe, her heart continued to pound.
“Sit up.” He unhooked her. “You can get up now.” Her legs wobbled a bit, but she managed to stand and watch Clint gather the parachute. Her heart still hadn’t slowed. “Wow.” He trotted back to her. “So what did you think?” The words and emotions collided. Coherent thoughts barely registered. “When can I go again?”
He gave her a hug. “I think it’s time we celebrate.”
* * * *
Dakota still couldn’t believe she’d jumped out of a plane, but her body and mind were spinning even after five hours. On the way home, Clint proposed yet another plan to get Morgan involved with them.
She couldn’t think straight from the adrenaline coursing through her system, but she agreed to give it a try.
Morgan was going to barbecue for him and Clint tonight, and she was supposed to show up unannounced. Clint would say he’d forgotten to mention it to Morgan that she was coming over. The rest would be ad-libbed from there.
She’d do whatever it took to have Morgan as a willing participant, but she wanted him to come to her because of who she was. Tricking him would probably end in disaster, but since Clint seemed to think this would work, she’d give it a try. If she understood why Morgan was so against her, she might be able to handle the rejection better.
Since the plan involved them swimming, she wore a skimpy suit under her shorts and a tee. In her bag, she’d stuffed a warmer set of clothes for after she changed. She rang the bell and swayed back and forth. At the moment, she was almost more willing to jump out of a plane again than chance a rejection by Morgan. Finally, someone answered. Thank goodness it was Clint.
“Hey, gorgeous.”
61
His flattering words helped, but she was still fearful about how the evening was going to go. Pissing off Morgan was the last thing she wanted.
He pulled her into a hug and kissed her. “We’re going to have fun.
Relax.”
“You a mind reader now?”
“The stiff shoulders will give it away every time. Come on, we’re out back. Just play along.” He kissed her and her body let go of some of the tension.
With his
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