“Absolutely I do. There is no place I would rather be than here.” Easton’s eyes are locked on her.
“I agree.” Sam’s voice is on edge.
“I third that. But running water would be nice,” Zane says. “And maybe some take away?” He moves around to her other side.
“What’s wrong with the food?” Dante laughs. He places the bedraggled float on the ledge next to us.
“Fuck, am I the only one who hasn’t gone completely nuts?” The five of them turn and stare at me. “What? I’m not saying that I don’t appreciate all the things we just said, and I meant every word I said.”
Haley turns from Easton to me. “I...” She puts both her hands on my chest like she just had them on Easton. But then she pushes, hard enough for my feet to fly out from under me, and my ass hits the water with such a big splash that I hear the cries and laughter from the rest of them as I douse them with water before I sink down.
Only for a moment. My feet hit the bottom of the pool and I jet upward. In time to see Easton swipe Haley’s feet out from under her. He tosses her in the water five feet from me. I’m on her as she comes up, shaking her hair out from in front of her face.
“Chiefie,” I growl out a warning. “That wasn’t very nice, now, was it?”
It’s dark, but I can see the panic in her eyes about what I’m going to do back to her. I internally laugh, because the evilest thing I could do to her now is nothing. Make her think something’s coming.
“No, I suppose it wasn’t.”
There’s a splash behind me. But unlike Haley and me, the rest of the guys have surely taken their clothes off.
“So, how are you going to punish me?” She splashes water in my face and swims backwards, away from me. It’s hard to laugh and swim at the same time, but she’s managing it.
Fuck, the way the moonlight picks up her smile... I’m pulling off my shirt and tossing it to the rock as I swim. My shorts are next. I’m to her before she makes it to the weak side of the waterfall. The side that’s a little drizzle.
There’s a thin ledge that lets you wiggle past the rougher rocks to where the years of rushing water has smoothed the rocks. It’s refreshing and a damn good hiding place. If my ass wasn’t so damn large, I’d love to push her to the wall and take her. Two good strokes and I’m able to get my thumb and forefinger around her ankle with a quick pull and I have her at my side.
“You got your shirt wet there, Bunny.”
Her arms loop around my neck. “Yeah, you’re right. What are you going to do about it?”
I pull her back from the waterfall, back to the ledge. Because as much as I’d like to rip her shirt off her, I do care about what happens to it. I do care. She’s going to need what she has for as long as I can protect her.
I keep the backward strokes going until Easton and Dante are beside us.
“I’ve got you, Sassy. Hands off the Viking. Let’s get this thing off your pretty titties, and then we’ll work on getting that kitty of yours unwrapped.”
“Titties and kitties?” Haley laughs but does as the chef commands.
I put my knee up, giving her a place to sit while they yank at the shirt. Dante tosses it to the big rock with a swack. ThenI lean back and hold her around her waist, leaning her on my chest, one hand on her stomach and the other on her breast. My hand covers the entire thing. It’s the perfect size. Never thought I would say there’s the perfect size, but there it is under my fingers.
I pinch her nipple between my index finger and ring finger. I’m lost in her. In this part of the pool, I can just barely stand. I’m the only one who can. I lick along the shell of her ear.
“Calvin.” It’s husky and breathy, and it makes me want more. So much more. More than I can ever tell her.
“Haley.”
“What, no Bunny?” Sam growls and leans over her, kissing her.
I laugh. “Ready, Bunny?” I’m a bastard because I don’t want to share, not yet.
She pushes Sam away, knowing what’s about to happen. I pull her under with me. My flat feet hit the pebbled bottom of the swimming hole and I shoot up, launching her into the air. Her laugh fills the night breeze before she splashes down into the water. Easton and Sam are there, instantly buoying her up. The loss of her solo attention on me rakes against the inside of my ribs. I’m hollow without her in my arms. No matter—this is what I signed up for. It’s who we are now. I can’t change it, and I’m not sure I’d want to.
My right arm’s asleep. And there’s a head on my chest. Haley’s tight body is pressed against me to my left. I crack open my eyes and pull my arm out from underneath Zane’s chest. The guy sleeps like the dead. He rolls over, grumbling.
But then I smell it. Bacon. Well, not bacon—we haven’t had the time to cure the beast yet. Dante’s got a whole plan.
I roll toward Haley, pulling her into my side. After swimming for ten minutes, Haley crawled onto the big rock and fell asleep. But she’s rubbing her naked self over me now. I smooth her hair back and skim my fingers down the sides of her arm. She moans. It’s light, and my dick twitches in reply.
