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There’s a few of the surrounding rocks that look like they could be used to jump into the water if it’s deep enough. The two pools on the side look much more shallow, the water so clear you can see all of the multicolored rocks at the bottom, but the large pool of water in the middle turns into a deep shade of midnight blue towards the middle and the closer you get to the back by the waterfall.
“You wanna take a dip? The water is surprisingly warm. I found this place earlier today and it’s definitely a hidden paradise. Or we can eat if you want?”
“I’m not hungry yet, but I didn’t bring a swimsuit.” I can feel my face scrunching up, showing my displeasure without my consent. I am bummed though, I kind of want to explore that waterfall. I’ve never seen one in real life.
“Why would you need a swimsuit?” He winks and then starts stripping off all of his clothes, leaving me sex crazed and desperate for him to take it all off faster.
Ho-ly shitballs, the man is so fine. He’s beefed up a little since being here on the island. Whatever workouts he and the guys are doing are really freaking working for them. Those abs are drool worthy on a good day, but that ‘V’ leading down to his very erect dick is doing all kinds of crazy things to me.
Instead of coming to help me remove my clothes, like he normally loves to do, he walks toward the largest pool and dives right in, giving me an equally pleasing view of his sculpted ass. No one should look that good while showing off such a milky white ass, and yet here we are, with me staring and hoping I haven’t drooled all over myself.
Chapter Twenty
Alessandra
I’m stripping my clothes off so fast; I’ll be surprised if I don’t find anything ripped when I come back to the careless pile I’m creating on top of Red’s stuff. The need to be wherever Cohen went is consuming me completely, so I race my naked ass over to the three pools as fast as I can. I’m sure I’d look funny as shit to anyone actually looking, since I’m holding my boobs in place as I book it along the path leading to the water, but he’s swimming toward the waterfall so luckily for me, he’s missing the comedy show.
Not bothering to test the water, I dive right in, just like he did, only I swim farther than he originally did to get to him faster. When I come up for air though, he’s missing. The water is too clear to miss him so I know he’s not swimming underneath me, which only leaves behind the waterfall for him to hide.
I carefully swim over, looking for the weakest section of falling water so I can swim through it, or maybe under it. I take my chances and dive down as deep as I can, trying to make my own way through the water instead of just letting the current from the rushing water push me around.
By the time I come up for air, I’m pulled into the warmth of Cohen’s arms and I realize he’s pulled me into a shallow section of water. So shallow I could stand if I wanted to, but I’m too content to sit in his arms and look at the cavern surrounding us. The small bit of light that shines through the water shows off the brilliance of the glittery minerals throughout the cave, making it appear as though we are surrounded by millions of stars. Everything he’s shown me so far has meant so much more than just another romantic gesture. He’s tapped into my need to see the world outside of the jaded life I’ve led. He’s offering me the opportunity to experience something as normal as going on a date with my boyfriend and something as crazy as exploring hidden caves full of glittering stones and swimming in all natural waters, untouched by other people. He’s giving me back my sense of adventure and wonder. It’s a gift, I won’t take for granted.
“Thank you so much for bringing me here. I’m not sure I can put into words how spectacular this whole experience is. I love you Red.”
When I don’t get a response, I turn my body around so that I’m straddling him and then pull his face into my hands, forcing him to look at me. Everything he’s told me must feel really heavy for him to not allow himself to fully enjoy this moment with me. I’m just not sure he’ll let me help him get out of his funk.
“Q, I don’t deserve your love. I couldn’t even keep you safe. The one thing I’ve always done better than others is think ahead. I’ve never met a puzzle I couldn’t solve until this mess. I guess I’m having a harder time letting it go than I thought. I’m just worried I’m going to let you down again.”
“Knock that shit off. I’m dead ass serious right now Cohen. What happened wasn’t your fault. If anything, it wasmyfault. I walked willingly into the darkness to fight my demons. It’s not your fault that you didn’t have all the information. You practically had it all figured out anyway. No one else could’ve put everything together like you did. You used your pain from losing me to motivate you to do the extraordinary. To put it simply, you would’ve found me. I don’t doubt that. Your heart will always find mine. Always. There were some moments after I got here that I genuinely felt like I could feel your pain. I know that sounds stupid...”
“No, it really doesn’t. I don’t think a single one of us didn’t go through that in some way or another. It’s like the world lost all its color without you in our arms. Nothing was good. Matteo internalized everything. I know he spent all his time looking for his dad and not eating or sleeping. We still need to find him, but now I feel like I sent him on a wild goose chase because I’m the one who told him it was Lorenzo. I didn’t give him all the information… And Noah… Fuck, I’m not sure I even want to know everything he did. I know he went underground to find information about Lorenzo’s location as well. If what’s rumored is true, he made Harold Shipman look like a real nice dude. The underground streets are probably still stained red.”
Instead of responding, I kiss him with every ounce of passion I have within me. The kiss is frantic and needy. It’s all lips, teeth and tongue as I battle him for dominance. I want him - no Ineedhim to feel how sorry I am for running away, how much I appreciate him for never giving up on me and how much love I have for him. I also want him to understand how desperately I want him.
I grind down on him, bringing back that erection from before and damn does it feel good. Every time I grind down, the tip of his cock hits my clit and sends my nerves into catastrophic bliss. He tries to end the kiss, and trail his mouth further down my body, but I’m not ready to be done with that mouth. I grab his chin and bring him right back to my lips.
“Never stop kissing me Red. Your lips taste like forgiveness and redemption.” I whisper, barely touching my lips to his.
This time he initiates the kiss and there’s not an ounce of thought left in my mind as I’m wholly consumed by him. His tongue wages a war against mine as he makes the kiss violent, releasing all his frustration into this kiss. When I bite his lip, I draw a small bit of blood and it sets him off with a groan.
He lines himself up at my entrance and pushes inside so slowly, I’m practically ready to beg him to move harder and faster by the time he’s fully seated inside of me. Instead of moving, he just stays there, content to be there while kissing the life out of me. He holds my hips in place so I can’t move and the lack of friction between us is driving me mad.
My inner walls clamp down on him hard enough to make him moan, but he still won’t move and my body thrums in anticipation. When his hands slide up and down over my hips, ribcage and back down to my ass, I take that as the go ahead to finally move and so I do, I start to ride him hard and fast, grinding down with a force that breaks apart our kiss and shoves my boobs into his face every time I move upward.
“Slow down my love, we have plenty of time to get there. Let me savor each second with you. Tonight I want to show you what it means formeto love you. Just relax, okay?”
He reaches up and grabs each of my breasts in his hands and alternates kisses between each handful, sucking my nipples into his mouth before biting down gently and sending shockwaves down my pulsing cunt, that alone almost has me coming.
Somehow he manages to make me feel like he’s touching me everywhere. Between leaving bruising kisses all over my body to offer little bits of pain - serving to only heighten my pleasure, and his tender caresses across every inch of my skin he can get his hands on, and every deliberate thrust into my body, I feel like I’m nothing but sensation and bliss.
Bringing his forehead to mine, he looks me directly in the eyes while he makes love to me. It seems like a move that would be cringey because that should be weird, right? It’s not, and I feel so connected to him in this moment that I can’t help it when I come, screaming his name.
He pulses in and out of me with shallow thrusts while I come down from the high of my orgasms before he really starts moving. My nails claw into his back as I try to keep up with his brutal rhythm, or at least hold on for dear life as he uses my body however he sees fit. This is the Cohen I very rarely get a glimpse of. The man that comes unleashed and takes full control. He is assertive and has no problem taking his pleasure from my body, but only after he’s ensured I got mine first. The perfect dichotomy. My quiet, sweet, reserved lover turned domineering and savage. He’s perfect.
After leaving bite marks all over my breasts and neck, he moves his mouth to my ear and whispers “come” at the same time he swirls a finger around my clit, and when my body gives into his command, his rhythm stutters and he comes deep inside of me at the same time.
He doesn’t bother removing himself from me as my body gives way to the physical exhaustion one can only experience after mind blowing sex. Instead, letting me continue to drape myself over him and enjoy the afterglow in the warm waters of the cave.
