Thirty minutes later they were at his spot. Pedro plopped himself down on a rock by the far side of the falls, placed his cap over his eyes, and wasn’t shy about his intent to doze off. Maybe he was just being awesome, giving them some privacy. Good man.
He glanced up at Preeya, wanting to stare at nothing else all day. Her attention was set firmly on the waterfall cascading down the natural rock cliff into the pristine lagoon, an endless oasis. God, her dark-lashed eyes couldn’t get any wider, he thought.
And he understood why. To him, this place was heaven on earth.
But now being here with Preeya, it had elevated to something else, something more.
He looked hard at Preeya then touched her arm to grab her attention. “Strip.”
“Take your clothes off. The water’s perfect.”
“Wow. Okay, Mr. Forward,” she said with one brow raised.
He smiled and lifted a brow back. She liked him this way, he could tell. And he liked him this way. His true, no bullshit self.
“Chop, chop.” He tilted his head expectantly, then he softened. “I promise, Preeya Patel, you’ll thank me.”
“Maybe, but you go first, Doctor Benjamin Trainer.”
He gave her a wicked grin as he’d already started untying the drawstring of his swim trunks. Way ahead of her. “I’ll meet you in there, slowpoke.”
Completely naked and in up to his ankles the next moment, he dove in the rest of the way. “God, this is as perfect as I remember!” The temperature was bathwater warm.
When he dunked his head and came up again, Preeya was moving toward him, her sweat-kissed skin practically sparkling in the sun. Her breasts were full, chest out, nipples--oh Lord—pebbled and perfect, maybe from the temperature contrast between the incredibly humid air and the water’s perfection. But maybe for want of him, need of his attention, his detailed tending and care like he’d given her the other night. He’d passed that test, thankfully. And was so ready to give her more. So much more.
And she continued toward him, slightly bashful but not shy enough to move too quickly or to hide herself. No, she glided into the natural pool slowly, seductively. And he could only admire. And anticipate.
Once the water hovered just below her nipples, she sank suddenly, then bobbed back up. “There’s a drop-off!” she yelled. He laughed, swimming over to her. “I didn’t know there was a drop-off.” She spit out a stream of water and coughed, but then began laughing which made her cough more. When he got to her, she wrapped her arms around him, her smooth skin rubbing against his making him spark to life. He swallowed hard, trying to keep focus on her, not on having her.
“You’re okay,” he told her. “It’s only ten feet down at this point. But come.” He let his hands slide down her arms, ready to pull her toward the water cascade. “I want to show you what’s under the falls. It’s magic on earth. You’ll see.”