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He moved to close the gap between us. The board was blocking the sun, which intensified his body heat that was wrapping my front. My nipples hardened. This man was sexy and safe.Any woman would be lucky to have him. I could see why he had my old CEO on her back in my office. “You surprise me,” he whispered, staring at my lips.
I collected my thoughts, “how so?”
He did not move or speak for a moment. He just paused and investigated my face. It was as if he was taking in every crevice and wrinkle. “You act tough, but you’re not.”
Feeling insulted instantly, the electric shock disappeared from around us. “I’m not intimidated by anything. Which makes me tough.” My voice was firm as I grabbed the board, bent down, and started to strap myself in. His lip curled on the side as if he was going to pat me on the head and call me cute. I was an excellent skier. How different could it be doing it on water? “I’m not sure if you’re tracking, but I have excellent balance.”
He didn’t respond, just bent down to check my job on the board straps. He ran his hand up my leg slowly as he lifted, stopping just before my hips. His touch made my skin jump in excitement, and my body started to feel his warmth. I closed my eyes, thinking of him touching me and running his tongue over my clit. Reopening my eyes, I felt his breath on my chin. He was so close, but I didn’t mind. He reached above me, not leaving my proxemics, and grabbed a rope. Moving to the edge of the back of the boat, he grabbed my face and kissed me hard. Running his tongue across my lips, I let him in, and our tongues started stocking each other. I was so wet, hot, and ready to fuck this man right in front of everyone. His hand lifted to grab my neck, and his other hand went on the rope which he held my hand with. Within seconds I felt his hand leave my neck and his palm push off on my chest.
I went tumbling backward, feeling the cold water engulf my body. Trying to kick my legs, I realized it was attached to the board. I thrusted my arms until I was able to break through the top of the water. I was dazed, perplexed even. How could this man make me want to lose all control and do everything sexually imaginable to him turn into me wanting to punch him right in the face? Reaching the surface, my blood was boiling. “You are so fucking fi…” I held my words, not wanting to show him how unrestrained he made me feel.
He roared, sitting at the captain’s chair. “I’ll start slow so you can get your balance. You’re going to need to control the wake and start with your board horizontal.” Listening to his instructions, he walked me step by step. I pulled on the rope and drifted forward slowly. It tightened, and I felt the rips of the waves under me. Pointing the board as he said, the boat started to move a little faster, and I used my upper body to lift me over the wave. Bending my knee to keep a low center, I stood riding the wave.
“You good?” he called out.
Adrenaline filled me. It was so much fun. Scary, exhilarating but at the most, lively and fun. “Umm, yeah, I’m doing it…” I giggled, “I can’t believe it.”
“Hell yeah, you’re a natural.”
We went slow at first, but after two or three times of him having to circle to give me back the rope, I was able to stand and go pretty fast. It continued for a few hours, and he would coach me on my stance and use the wake to my advantage. Finally, the sun started setting, and he hit the lights on the boat. It was beautiful bouncing off the side of the boat on the water.
“Well, if you ever get fired from your own company, you can take up wakeboarding.” he grinned as he reached to lift me to the back of the boat. He didn’t know it, but what he said reminded me of just how accurate that statement could be. He helped me take off my board, and we sat next to one another with our feet in the water. After a few moments, bright flashes started coming from the shore. “Right on time,” he said, smiling at me. My heart was ready to kiss him, in fact, I felt like I was waiting for that exact moment when he snapped back his head.
He sounded alarmed. “Do you hear that?”
“Hear what?”
He started looking around in different areas of the boat.
“What are we looking for?” I jittered slightly irritated with him not kissing me.
“I hear like a ticking.”
Opening up the dashboard, we found a cell phone with a timer on it for seven seconds. Before I could even gasp at the horror, Cole picked me up, and we jumped off the bow of the boat. Within seconds the entire boat went up into flames. Swimming to the top filled with vibration, Cole grabbed my arms and checked my body for any damage.
“I’m fine,” I said back to him while trying to understand what was going on. Cole looked over to the shore that the flashing came from, and we noticed it gone.
“What are we going to do?” Panic took over my body, and I didn’t ask him looking for an answer but more for processing the next steps in my head. It was an attack on me! It was a real bomb! Someone really tried to kill me!
“The camp is on the other side of this cove. Do you think you can make it?”
I nodded in his direction but was unsure if I could make it. It was a long way to the side of the cove. The water was deep, and the harbor was huge. The sun had fully set, and the water was freezing. Cole swam at my pace even though I could tell that he could swim laps around me. Cardio was never my strong suit in the fitness industry. However, heavy lifting and eating right were what kept me in great shape.
“You doing okay?” Cole asked softly as we moved into a doggy paddle.
I was exhausted. “Who knew I was this out of shape?”
He laughed, with both of us knowing that the cove was massive, and we just happened to be in the dead center of it. It was dark when we made it to the wood line. Still, in my black bathing suit, we took off our life jackets. I quivered, “do you know where we are?”
Cole was looking around, trying to collect his bearings. “Yeah, we have about a mile and a half until we hit the camp.”
“We should see a house before that.” My response was mostly because I didn’t know how far I could make it hiking in the woods in a bathing suit with no shoes in the dark.
“The camp is in a national park, so unless we see campers or aliens, we are pretty much stuck. Just think of this like a triathlon.”
“Yeah, they typically don’t wakeboard for four hours before swimming and running.”
“Would you like a piggyback ride?” His voice was sarcastic.
