Page 105 of Finding Storm

I glance at his hand and then back into those blue eyes of his. “Okay.” I smile.

I put my hand in his and let him lead me up and onto the front of the boat.

We’re side by side, my hand in his. And it’s the best feeling ever.

“On the count of three,” I say, and he grins down at me.

“One …” I start.

“Two …” he says.

“Three.”

And we jump together.

I hit the water and—

Fuck, it’s cold!

I lose my hold on Storm’s hand as we go under.

Kicking my feet, I swim back up to the surface. When I’m clear of the water, I push my wet hair back off my face.

Storm’s already surfaced. He’s right here in front of me. Not even a foot away. All wet and beautiful and watching me.

My heart starts to thrum in my chest. Heat between my legs.

I lick the water droplets from my lips.

His stare drops to my mouth.

Something dark and wickedly hot flickers through his eyes.

My stomach clenches tight.

He looks back into my eyes.

I’m not sure who moves first.

Maybe him.

Maybe me.

All I do know is, the distance between us is gone. I’m in his arms, and he’s kissing me.

I can’t stop kissing her. Touching her.

My hands are in her hair. Then, down to her back. Going lower, grasping her thighs as I urge her to wrap her legs around me so I can have her even closer. Even though I don’t think I’ll ever get close enough to Stevie.

I want to be inside of her in every way that matters.

Inside of her the way she’s inside me. She’s under my skin.

It’s crazy. I’ve never felt the way I do with her or about her ever before.

Maybe it’s lust. But … no. I’ve felt lust before. And it’s never felt this way.

She willingly comes to me. Legs wrapping around my waist, pressing up against me. Her pussy pressed to my stomach. Her tits crushed against my chest. Arms around my shoulders, her hands clutching the nape of my neck.