Page 18 of Roped in Chaos
“So, who do you like reading?” I ask her.
“Oh, I don’t know. I like a ton of people. I just read this really spicy one that was FF. I got so fucking we—” She cuts herself off and slams a hand over her mouth. Her face turns bright red, and I can’t help but laugh.
“Wait wait wait. You got wet from a book? And what the hell is FF?”
“Shut up!” She laughs. “Don’t knock it till you try it. And FF is female-female. Like, sapphic?”
“Sounds hot,” I say honestly. She gives me awhat the fuckface and I just shrug.
“What,” I retort, “it does! I’ll have to check it out.”
She looks shocked, but if she gets as turned on from these books as she says she does, I really do want to see what makes her blush.
We continue riding in silence for a few more minutes. She looks around at the trees surrounding us, taking in her surroundings. The quiet is comfortable between us. There’s just the sound of the birds, the soft steps of the horse’s hooves, and the squeaking of the leather underneath us.
I see the river up ahead of us, and watch Esme’s reaction when she finally sees it. Her eyes get bigger, her mouth makes an O shape, and she starts flapping her hands up and down. She squeals before looking at me and realizing that I’m watching her. She’s so cute when she’s embarrassed.
I take this moment to steer Dom into the place where I normally tie the horses. It has a good amount of tree coverage, so they can stay in the shade while we enjoy the water. It also gives me the opportunity to untack them so they don’t get too hot.
Once I’m finished tying them off, I help Esme get down, and she groans.
“Yeah, what no one tells you is how sore you are after your first time riding. We call that butter butt. Now come on, Princess, let’s get our stuff and get in that water.” I unpack our saddle bag while she goes and lays out the towels on the sandy shoreline. I choose to leave our stuff in the shade to prevent us from having boiling water and warm sandwiches to eat. She walks up to me holding a bottle of sunscreen and holds it out.
“Can you get my back?”
I nod, and she pulls her hair up and off her neck to expose it to me. I squirt some into my hand and rub it in. Her skin is so soft and smooth, and the sunscreen smell makes this borderline erotic. I put some more pressure into the spot where her neck and shoulder meet, and she groans at the feeling. I’m fucked.
I finish rubbing it in, drop the bottle, rip off my shirt, and take off running for the water. The water splashes all around me, and I dive under to hide my lower half from her gaze. The cool water feels amazing on my heated skin. Between the summer sun and the thoughts I was having while touching her, I needed a cool down. I pop back up out of the water and rub the droplets from my eyes. I catch her covering a smile from across the bank, still standing where I left her.
“Well?” I ask. “Are you comin’?”
She smiles and takes off running after me. I watch her run through the water and dive in, just as I had a moment ago. She pops up and wears a huge grin as she wipes the water from her face. She floats on her back, her arms spread wide and her hair fanning out around her. The way the sun is hitting the water makes it look like there’s a halo around her, like she was sent from the heavens just for me. I watch a moment longer, wishing there was a way to capture this in picture form so I can forever cherish this moment. She looks so carefree and happy right now, with no worries in the world. My chest hurts, so I do the first thing I can think of. I splash water at her.
She sits up and feigns like she’s shocked. She splashes me back, and I swim away with her hot on my trails. I dip down, and although the water is pretty clear, I’m able to dart back behind her so she can’t get me. I laugh as she tries to grab at me, and I dodge out of the way. Her hair is slicked back and falling down her back. She looks like a wet dream. She’s wearing a genuine smile that reaches her eyes, and she hasn’t stopped laughing since I entered the water.
“Come on,” I say. “Let me show you my favorite diving spot.”
A little further down the river, the water gets much deeper, but there are also more hills. There’s one in particular that is about fifteen, twenty feet up, so you really get the feel of a high jump. It just so happens to be my favorite, so it’s the one we’re going to.
We swim downstream some, taking a moment to just lie on our backs and float, letting the current carry us down. When we get to the spot, we swim to the edge. There’s a little bank and steps carved into the mountainside that you can climb.
I let Esme go first so I can make sure she gets up the steps safely. I have an arm out the entire time to help stabilize her if need be, but what I didn’t think about was her perfect ass being my only view the entire way up. I watch my feet as much as possible, but I feel like Eve in the Garden of Eden. I just wanna bite it.
We get to the top, and I admire the view from where we stand. I take a deep breath and look over at Esme to see her peering over the edge and holding her arms close to her body. She looks back at me like she’s seen a ghost.
“What’s wrong?”
She starts shaking her head back and forth and backing away.
“Nope, no. No, I can’t do that. Asher, we’re way too far up. Nope, you can’t make me.”
“Hey hey hey…” I console. I walk over and put a hand on her shoulder to offer some comfort. She’s still shaking her head so I use my other hand to cup her face and force her to look at me.
“Hey,” I start again. “I got you. I won’t let you get hurt. We can jump together, you can hold my hand the entire time.”
I smooth my thumb down her cheek, and she leans into the gesture.
“Come on, Princess, take a deep breath for me.”
