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I think she’s fucking around with me to buy time until she backs away from the edge, her body barely visible from my viewpoint. “Sophie Marie Mitchell! Get your ass in the water!”
She stops moving, and I take the opportunity to check her out. Her golden hair flies behind her like rays of sunshine. The bikini she wears accentuates her full breasts and tight stomach, making her look like a siren calling out to me, fucking with my head and my cock all at once.
“Okay, no need to be pushy.” Her voice interrupts my examination. I lick my lips, salt from the ocean coating my tongue.
Sophie takes a few deep breaths before she gets a running start. She screams as she jumps off the cliff, her body making a small splash as she plunges into the water. Her body disappears beneath the dark blue waves. Seconds pass since her jump and she hasn’t come up, making me lose count of the time. My heart rate accelerates at the thought of her hitting her head against the side of some rocks. Panic bubbles inside of me as I swim toward the area she jumped into.
Her head pops up out of the water. I let out a shaky breath as I attempt to close the distance between us.
“Stop! Do not come any closer.” She looks at me with crazy eyes, her cheeks flushing under my gaze.
“What’s wrong? Did you get hurt?” I wince at the unfamiliar sound of worry in my voice.
“No. But I can’t find my top.” She dips underneath the surface to locate her little scrap of material. Her fashion choice was a bad one for something like this, the item no doubt lost to the ocean’s current. My dick pulses at the thought of Sophie naked, but I tamper it down when I realize how bad this is.
She pops back up again with no bikini in sight. I can make out her golden skin under the water, fighting everything inside of me that wants to swim closer and take a peek.
“I can’t find it.” She frowns.
“What do you mean?” I wheeze, afraid of my limited self-control.
“It got loose when I jumped in. Ugh, it’s my favorite top.”
I try to think of anything but her naked body right now, gliding underneath the water. My dick doesn’t mind the idea. The head upstairs calls the shots, explaining why I can look but can’t touch.
She wants to stay friends. You want to avoid drama. Her dad manages your main competition, and nothing good can come from that type of situation. Well, except maybe amazing sex based on the way your dick enjoys Sophie’s presence.
Fuck, Liam.
Sophie snags my attention again. “Positive of this situation: I think I can count this as two items on the list. This can be considered as skinny-dipping, right?”
My semi turns into a full-blown hard-on at the talk of her list. “I don’t think so. Usually that includes tossing everything.” I’m going to hell. It’s official. Noah, please save me a spot next to you.
“Since when are you such a stickler for rules? You’re not the one who’s half naked right now.”
I look down at my light blue T-shirt before my fingers lift the hem over my head. “That’s a great idea.”
“What are you doing?” Sophie’s eyes bounce from my tan chest to my face before returning to my chest.
“I’m giving you my shirt. You can’t get out of the water like that.” Yes, it’s Europe. No, I don’t want her topless, at least not in front of random people. I prefer a private show free of interruptions and wandering eyes.
“Oh, good one. Now if you’re shirtless at the same time, does it count as skinny-dipping?” She sends me a beautiful smile, showing off her two dimples.
I cover up my groan with a laugh. “No, sorry about that. Maybe another time.”
“I’m counting this, and you can’t tell me no. I created the list.” She grabs my wet T-shirt from my hands. I glance around at the scenery, trying to keep my eyes away from her as she struggles to get the soaked fabric over her head.
I want to be respectful, but I sneak a peek or two at a perfect pair of tits, her pink nipples barely visible underwater. If she asks, I’ll deny it.
“Liam, where’s the shore? How do we even get back to the car?”
“Now you’re thinking of logistics? I expected you to check out a mini-map of the whole Monaco shore before you planned this.” I point out the shore, which is a decent swim away.
“I was trying to be spontaneous. In retrospect, I should’ve told you I’m not a super strong swimmer.”
“Yup. You probably should’ve. Hop on.” I turn around, waiting for her to wrap her arms around my neck. I’ll swim us over, even though it’ll take double the time with her on top of me and my dick pounding in my swim trunks.
“Are you sure? It looks far away.”
