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She would have a heart attack if his cock popped up in the air just a few feet away from her. Or she’d panic and sink under water and drown.
Forcing herself to get a grip, she slapped his wet trunks down onto the dock’s surface. She attempted to haul herself up onto the dock, but what Sullivan had made look extremely easy was not as simple for her. She had arms with the muscle tone of a cooked noodle. Sure, she didn’t weigh a lot, but she was tall, with long limbs. There were a lot of elbows and angles and after two attempts to pull herself up out of the water, she was breathing hard.
“Why the hell isn’t there a ladder?” she asked, huffing and puffing in a way that made her feel like she wasn’t trying as hard as she could at her biweekly yoga class.
Sullivan was now next to her, his forearms resting on the dock.
His thigh brushed hers.
She swallowed a scream.
She’d already been overly dramatic. She needed to put a lid on the hysterical virgin character who seemed to have sprung out of nowhere. She had been in the presence of a naked man before. It didn’t warrant this level of freak out.
But then Sullivan laid his palms flat on the deck and vaulted up onto the wood.
Speaking of wood…
She saw his.
She saw his firm ass, she saw his muscular thighs, and she saw his cock. His big, hard cock. No cold water shrinkage there. He was a shower, not a grower.
Instinct had her squeezing her eyes shut. But then curiosity had them opening again. Then loyalty to Nigel made her close them again.
As she clung to the dock, she tried to justify it to herself that she was only one of many who had seen Sullivan’s cock. It wasn’t a big deal. What he had wasn’t exactly a state secret. It wasn’t like she’d intended to see it. Him. Any of it.
“Ed,” he said.
“Yes?” she asked, her eyes squeezed shut so tight she was seeing stars behind her eyelids.
“You can open your eyes. My shorts are back on.”
“Are you telling me the truth?”
He laughed. “Yes, of course I’m telling you the truth. Open your eyes and give me your hand. I’ll help you up.”
She forced one eye open. Which was ridiculous, she realized. She saw his knees. She opened up both eyes and glanced upward. She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw his navy nylon swim trunks covering him.
“It’s safe to come out,” he said, wryly. “You’re not going to go blind from seeing me naked. Or spontaneously combust, or get pregnant, or whatever you were worried about.”
Funny. He was so hilarious.
She eased her death grip on the dock post. “You have no idea what could happen.”
Combustion actually seemed like a plausible possibility.
He made a sound in the back of his throat that was something like a growl.
Startled, she looked up at him. “What?”
“I’m not going to say one word. Not one. Just give me your hand.”
His nostrils were flaring.
As she raised her hand obediently, she realized what she was seeing.
Lust.
He wanted her.
