Page 41 of Sinful Promise

Dasha cannot understand what we’re saying or what she should be doing. She’ll run out of air eventually and drop it out of necessity. Finally, she drops the rope, and Alex circles to pick her up.

I jump in and feel the coolness of the water. I swim to her as Alex mans the boat.

“You did great. I forgot to tell you to drop the rope when you go down.”

“Right. Well, I needed air,” she gasps, floating bravely in the water. Her breathing slowly returns to normal. “I don’t know why I thought I had to hang on to it.”

I chuckle. She’s tenacious and has guts.

I help her back in the boat.

“My legs feel weak,” Dasha gasps. “Wow, what a workout.”

“You get used to it,” Irina replies. She helps Dasha out of the vest, and they sit together.

“What do you say we drive around and dry off before returning?”

“Yes,” Irina shouts with a smile as she hands me a drink. Dasha pulls a hard lemonade from the cooler. Funny, her sundress had lemons on it this morning.

I turn the boat over to Alex despite the gang’s protests that I should ski. I wanted to come and give Dasha a new experience. I can ski whenever I want. Today wasn’t about me.

Alex speeds around, and we return toSevernoye Siyaniyean hour later.

We all head to our showers. I’m wondering what today’s shower will be like.

When we enter our room, it looks like we were never there.

“That was awesome.” Dasha’s cheeks are pink from the sun.

“You got some sun. Do you feel okay?”

“Yeah, fine. Why?”

“You’re not used to the sun, and it’s hotter than you would think. The sun and glare off the water can cause issues with the heat.”

She moves to the bathroom.

“Shower?” I ask.

She nods and slips past me, not so shy today.

She undresses in front of me. I can’t get out of my wet clothes fast enough.

I turn on the water, and she steps in first. She pulls her hair down and lets the water flow through it.

She’s a nymph, and my cock springs to life.

I join her under the water. I groan as I take her in my arms with the water running over her. She lifts her chin. Her lips are perfectly poised for mine. I place a hand on the wall over her and forcefully kiss her. I’m filled with an aching need that’s gone unmet for so many years. I’m thirsty, and she’s the only one to quench my desire.

She kisses me back, and we grapple like crazed teenagers eager to get more of each other. I push my tongue into her mouth. She pushes back. She sparks something in me, a desire to be more, do better, and be more than what I’ve become.

Desire fills every fiber of my being.

I push her up against the wall, using my free hand to cup her ass. In my excitement, my nails dig into her youthful flesh. She gasps for air as our kiss deepens. I feel her arms around my neck. Her petite hand runs from the top of my head and slides through my thick hair.

I devour her lips, nipping, teasing. My chest flexes, keeping pace with faster breathing as my heartbeat increases. Adrenaline flows through my veins like oil in a pump.

My cock is wedged between us. She reaches a hand down and grabs me.

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