Page 28 of Letting it Ride

I love how he smiles with his eyes, too. I haven’t seen this smile since I got on the ship, but it’s one of my favorite things about him.

“Sure,” he says. “Want to be Marco?”

“You be Marco first,” I giggle and swim away.

He gives me a minute, then moves his hands out in front of him. “Marco!” he calls out.

“Polo!” I call back, splashing water in one direction before heading the other way.

He moves through the pool, trying to locate me by my voice. I dart away but accidentally corner myself, and he catches me, brushing his hand along my arm.

“Got you!” Cam says, opening his eyes with a smile.

I push him away with a laugh. “That was too easy. Let’s try again, I’ll catch you this time.”

Cam swims away as I close my eyes. “Marco!” I call, laughter bubbling in my voice. I’m doing my best to be mature, sexy, all that, but this is actually fun. And Cam is as into it as I am, which makes it even more enjoyable.

“Polo!” Cam calls. I swim toward his voice.

I chase him around the pool for a bit, finally catching him in the shallow end. “I win!” I exclaim as I give him a hug. My arms move over his broad shoulders, and I pull myself closer, just enough to feel our bodies touch.

My skin slides over his with the slickness of the water between us. My nipples bead into hard points that I’m wondering if he can feel through the thin material of the bikini. I give it a few seconds before I push away from him.

“Your turn!” I say, trying to calm my rapid heartbeat.

I’m wet, and it’s not from the water. Who knows ifthis is getting under his skin, but it’s sure as shit getting under mine. This might turn out to be a really bad idea if I’m the only one getting turned on.

We’re sharing a room. It’s not like I can masturbate in the privacy of my own suite.

Cam closes his eyes while I swim away, and we start again. It may be cheating to swim underwater with my eyes open, where he definitely can’t see me, but no one ever said we were playing fair.

I circle around him a few times, just out of reach.

“Marco!” Cam calls out. He’s facing away from me.

I give it a second before I respond. “Polo!” I splash more than I mean to when I go to dart away.

There’s another splash, bigger than mine, and when I turn to see what it is, Cam is right there. He wraps a strong arm around me and opens his eyes. “Got you,” he says, smiling as he pulls me into his hard body. “Think you’re good at this game, huh?”

What game is this? I can’t think. I can barely breathe.

The only thing I can focus on is Cam’s muscles as they press against my body. The muscle of his arm ripples as he holds me tight against him. This bikini is so thin that I’m no longer wondering if he can feel the hard points of my nipples. I know he can.

And I can feel a bulge in his shorts. I’m not the only one turned on here.

I let my legs drift open, one falling on either side of one of his legs. His thighs are large, spreading my legs further than I’d expected on either side of the hard muscle.

We’re so close. All it would take is one lean to bring my lips to his. Another few inches and his leg would press against my sex instead of my thigh. My heart beats faster in my chest, pounding so hard that I’m sure he can see my pulse jumping in my neck as my smile dies and my lips part, waiting.

It feels fast, too fast, but it’s what I’ve dreamed of for so long. My breath hitches in my throat.

“Cam,” I whisper. His pupils dilate as I watch, my gaze fixed on his face.

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The urge to pull her even closer hits me. Her body fits so perfectly against mine, soft in all the right places. Her tits are up against my chest, her nipples hard even through her bathing suit, and somehow my leg is between hers.

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