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She snaps me out of it with a flick to my left nipple.
I yowl and leap back, covering myself with my hands.
“What the fuck, Timothy?” She’s pissed. Hands on hips, eyes spitting fire pissed. Nipple-flicking pissed. “You could’ve fallen and hit your head!”
“I wasn’t going to fall.” Thank god she wasn’t here when I flipped into the pool after Nic’s Nerf gun ambush. She’d never let me touch her again if she’d seen that.
“You dropped from your balcony! That’s like ten feet!”
“It’s only a couple of feet since I was hanging by my fingers and I’m six three with an arm span of…”
Mina, it turns out, doesn’t care. “Your foot could have caught on the balustrade and you could’ve landed face-first on the concrete.”
I laugh, because no, that was never going to happen. My body awareness and balance are better than that, plus I’ve done this so many times. And I’m recovered now—can’t she see it? Or feel it? I’m practically vibrating.
“I could’ve tripped running down the stairs,” I point out, and that’s not what she wants to hear.
“I’m supposed to stop you from doing this shit.” She rubs her eyes and I take the chance to admire her body. More lithe than curvy, but the curves she has are perfect and they’re pulling me in. When her hand drops, I’m inches away and she startles.
She might punch me in the dick—poor guy is already confused and can’t decide if it would be best to stand tall or retreat—but I move slowly, wrapping my arms around her and drawing her against my body. Her skin is wet and cool, and she rests her forehead on my sternum before her arms wrap around my waist.
“Please don’t do that again,” she says softly, her breath fanning across my skin.
“I was careful,” I say, tipping her chin up. “But I won’t do it again if it’s important to you. I promise.”
Her lips part, beads of water still clinging to them, and I kiss her before she can say anything. The kiss she returns is angry and hard. Fuck, this is hot. I can barely keep pace and I want more.
I cup her ass, my fingers slipping under the cheeks of her bikini bottoms as I lift her, turning to press her into the column holding up my balcony, wrapping her legs around my waist. Her moan when I grind into her is music. She’s slick against my chest and if I don’t have her, I might actually die.
“Can I take you right here?” I murmur, moving to her neck. I can taste her beneath the salt of my saltwater pool and she’s divine.
My question snaps her out of it. “Put me down, you shouldn’t be lifting me!”
“I’m not lifting you, the column is taking most of your weight.” No way would any doctor disapprove of this, and those lifting restrictions will expire soon. What’s a couple of weeks?
“Timothy.”
She sounds more worried than angry, so I do as she says, lowering her to her feet. My dick throbs at the loss of her warm pressure against it.
“What about the lounge chair?” I ask, palming myself through my wet sweats.
She pushes past me for the outdoor shower, shaking her head.
I follow her, leaning against the privacy screen separating the shower from the patio.
She yanks on the water and steps under. “What was so important you couldn’t take the stairs?”
Her hands are in her hair, rinsing out the salt, so I reach over and hook a finger into her bandeau top, giving the fabric a little tug toward me. I don’t let go. “I thought you might be skinny dipping.”
“This,” she says, motioning up and down her body, “is not worth falling off a balcony.”
I wasn’t going to fall. “My dick and I beg to differ,” I say instead, again tugging on her bikini top.
“You and your dick can’t enjoy this dead or in a full-body cast,” she snaps.
I move slowly so she can stop me if she wants, pulling the wet fabric down, down, down until it slips off her wet breasts and settles low on her waist. My throat goes dry and I lick my lips because Mina has the most perfect dusky pink nipples. Small and hard, getting harder by the second. I need them in my mouth.
Mina slips everything over her slick hips, kicking it aside. She’s standing under my outdoor shower naked.
