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An eye roll. "Just hurry up and name your terms.Please."
"So polite. I like it. Makes you so pretty." I drift closer to him, our faces barely a breath apart. "Like I said, it's non-negotiable."
"I remember."
"And if you don't agree, I'm going to be forced to retaliate for the completely unprovoked attack I endured as I was innocently lying?—"
"Oh for fuck's sake."
Two cold, wet hands grab the sides of my face, and a set of equally cold, yet delightfully salty, lips descend on mine. Holding me in place, Col sweeps his tongue along my lower lip.
Nowthat'sanother good way of shutting me up.
I'm a little shocked…but I am so fucking up for it, getting off on this wilder, more aggressive side of Col.
I latch onto his sturdy shoulders and open my mouth, inviting him to do whatever the hell he wants with me. Rivulets of water drip from his hair onto my cheeks as his tongue surges into me. He tastes…perfect. Sweet, warm, and with a trace of something like cinnamon.
And then, as quickly as he pounced on me, he retreats, leaving me wanting more. So much more.
A playful glint brews in his eyes. "Was that your request?"
"Y-yes," I squeak. I clear my throat. "It was."
"So we've reached an armistice?"
I lick my lips, tasting him there, and… Wait a minute. The kiss is over already? That's all I get? I've farted for longer than that kiss. And I'm not just upset for me. I don't want Col missing out, either. I have some spectacular moves he needs to experience. His time Down Under won't be complete without it.
"Not to get all in the weeds about it, but my request was actually a long kiss, possibly with some underwater groping thrown in for good measure."
"Of course it was."
"Hey, the water's already salty and frothy. Why not add a little something extra to it?"
He gives a shake of his head, his hair glistening as pearls of water fall and pebble on his broad shoulders. "Have I told you you're one of a kind?" he says in a soft tone.
"You may have mentioned it."
"Are you serious about the…groping?"
"Mate, I would never joke about underwater hand jobs."
He glances around, like maybe he's actually weighing it up.
There's no one around us because,hello, it's freaking winter.
"What are you thinking?" I ask.
"That this never happens onBondi Rescue."
I laugh. "No. It doesn't. That would make for a good show, though.Bondi Rescue After Dark."
He smiles but still looks a little unsure.
"We don't have to do anything," I assure him, because I genuinely don't want to pressure the guy into doing anything he's not comfortable with. But inside, I'm screaming,Come on!Do it, do it, do it!
He moves closer. My heart leaps into my throat as his fingers slide down my stomach before slipping under the waistband of my briefs.
"Is that your way of saying we're doing this?"
