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wasn’t as non-existent as it is. I mean, sure, he’s seen me already, but I wasn’t aware of that, at the time, until after the fact. And I’m relieved that that particular topic hasn’t come up again. I wade in to my ankles and splash in the water lightly with my feet.
    He crooks a finger at me, signalling for me to come to him, but I just smile. Then he comes towards me. He walks out of the water and stands close. He shakes his hair out so the tiny stinging droplets splash all over me and I squeal and try to move away but he grabs my wrist in his strong grip.
    “Don’t run,” he says.
    His smile is playful and gorgeous. His hair is black and dripping. Something about Elias’s hair is just so alluring. My hands are itching to grab fistfuls of it and pull him to me. I want to lick his wicked, sensual mouth.
    “Come in with me. The water’s fucking beautiful,” he says.I have a weird craving to hear him growl his oaths. To somehow inspire him to lose all control.
    I’m smiling. I can’t help it.
    He laughs, as he watches my face.
    “What’s funny?”
    “Let me hear you say it,” he says.
    “Say what?”
    “’Fuck’. I want to hear you swear.”
    I can feel myself blush. Am I that obvious? That I’m a prim, inexperienced hick? It’s true I’ve never said it.
    “You’re wilder than you let on,” he says.“When you’re alone.”
    My blush rages but I don’t look away.
    He takes my hand in his warm grasp, still smiling . “I like your wild side.”
    He’s holding my hand.
    I think of those lyrics. You’re a wild, wild girl and I know what you like.
    His fingers brush the fray of my jean shorts. “Take these off,” he says. “Come in with me .”
    At his touch, my inhibitions begin to fade. I feel bold and luck-drunk. I let him pull my tank top over my head. I unbutton my shorts and let them fall to the ground. When he sees my bikini – what little of it there is – his jaw literally drops. His eyes grow dark, the pupils swallowing up his sapphire-colored irises. He blinks thick lashes.
    I like that he’s speechless. I want to hold him in this spell, where it’s just me and him here alone under the sun, singing our own tune.
    I pull out my hair-tie, letting my hair spill over my shoulder s. It hangs all the way down my back in loose coils. I attempt to adjust my bikini into place but it’s ridiculously skimpy. The little triangles of the bikini top cover my nipples but not much else. My breasts are way too full for it but I don’t care. I stand up and turn away from him to walk slowly into the water. I can feel his gaze like the hot sun on my skin. Nothing has ever felt so good as this.
    I can sense that he’s following me. Just knowing this, that he’s coming after me, starts the low humming heat in my torso. It builds and l owers, centering . I feel the slickness gather, the light, aching throb. I’m up to my thighs and I lean forward to splash water onto my arms. He’s right behind me. The huge, hot bulk of him is almost touching my backside as I play. The tiny scrap of damp, clinging material is all that covers my plumped, wet folds.
    I dive in, swimming towards the big f lat rock. I feel like a sensuous mermaid. I have never felt more alive. He’s there, following me. I can feel him. I crawl up onto the rock and lay on its smooth, warm surface. Elias crawls up too and crouches over me, like a big cat.
    “Sadie,” he says. “You’re so beautiful. You’re seriously blowing my mind.”
    I do it: I reach into his dripping hair, weaving my fingers into thick, wet locks and pull his face to mine, touching my closed lips to his.I’ve never kissed a boy before.I’m not sure how. I let my lips press against him. But Elias’s mouth is hungry. I gasp as he boldly parts my lips with his tongue, caressing my lips with his, opening me. His tongue slides over mine and I can feel the contact as a zinging surge that stokes the sweet ache between my legs. Refl exively, my knees separate