Page 40 of Meet You in the Waves
“Do what?” I asked, playing up the innocence I knew I could pull off in spades. He took a step towards me and I sent another spray of water at him, watching as it bounced off those washboard abs of his.
“Just remember, Ajay,” Nick purred, prowling towards me like a panther as my heart caught in my throat, “you asked for this.”
He reached for the hose and I spun and lifted it out of his grasp and sprayed him again, both of us laughing as we tussled for control of the hose. I still controlled the nozzle even though Nick had immediately overpowered my wrists and I managed to spray him a few more times in our struggle.
Nick grunted before manhandling me up against the wall of the house, his larger body crushing mine in a way that had my blood pulsing. I was not done fighting yet, still grappling for control until Nick pinned my wrist to the wall above me, a triumphant grin on his face as he pushed my thumb on the nozzle and the water rained down over my head.
We were both panting from our tussle, laughter on both our faces until things seemed to slowly shift, awareness tipping me off my feet right into the deep end. The smile dropped from my face as I held Nick’s darkening gaze, awareness filtering through me as the water trickled over both of us. Those pecs of his I had imagined touching were pressed up to mine, his abs a hair’sbreadth from mine, his free hand gripping my hip as those ocean blue eyes searched my face.
And just like that, the world screeched to a grinding stop, suddenly tilting and tipping me off balance as gravity tugged me under. White noise was buzzing in my ears, the sound that was telling me that I was a little less intelligent than I maybe thought I was.
Because as it turned out, standing there pressed up against the wall by a firm, lush body, water cascading over us both as those blue eyes pierced me to my soul, I realised with boneshaking clarity it wasn’tjealousyI’d been feeling towards Nick. It wasn’tenvyof his incredible body and his many talents and his approach to life. I didn’t want to belikehim.
Iwantedhim.
Wanted him like he so clearly wanted me as his eyes dipped to my mouth, just like my eyes had dropped to his. How had I not noticed this? This want? This need that was flooding through my veins, pulsing from somewhere deep inside me.
It had been there the whole time between us, literally flaring right in my face in front of me. I’d mistaken it for something else. Something else entirely.
I didn’t stop to think this through the way I maybe should have. I’d always been quick to act once an idea presented itself in my mind. I knew Nick wanted me. I’d felt it in every look, every word, every lingering touch between us. I felt it now in the heat in his eyes that were fixated on my mouth.
And he needed to know that I wanted him back.
I closed the distance between us, my lips finding his before I could overthink it. Nick didn’t move for all of two seconds, enough time for me to worry I had grossly misread things. But I didn’t have to worry for long before he was suddenly kissing me back, an explosion of fire and heat, a clash of our mouths as he kissed me back with everything he had.
The hose dropped to the ground as he loosened his hold on my wrist, his hands coming to grip either side of my face as mine went into his long locks. He tilted my head just the way he wanted it, tongue demanding entrance. I let him in, tongues clashing, kiss deepening, rocketing from zero to sixty as all that antsy itchiness I had been feeling exploded to life and told me thatthiswas what I’d been waiting for.
I wasn’t sure I knew what a kiss was until that moment, when Nick showed me everything I had been missing out on. His kiss was an all of body experience, one that shook me from my head right to the tips of my toes. I’d never wanted anything more than I wanted this kiss and the way Nick was kissing me back, controlling me, owning me in that moment, told me he felt the same.
I wanted, I wanted, I wanted. More of him, more of his touch, more of his body, more of his kiss and his tongue that was in my mouth, tangling for dominance with mine. Oh, how I wanted.
A door slammed in the distance and I jumped, breaking the kiss at the same moment. Nick pulled away from me, both of us panting desperately for air as he leant his forehead against mine. I didn’t know what to do, didn’t know what to say in that moment as I tried to calm my pounding heart, my blood still spinning out of control as my world slowly righted itself.
And Nick? Well, Nick just looked down at me, a smirk on his insanely gorgeous face as he casually moved his hand all the way down my chest to grip right onto my very hard, very aching dick over the top of my shorts. I gasped as he clasped around me, an evil smile covering his usual smirk.
“Definitelynotsoft,” he commented. And with that, he turned and left me standing there, just a sodden, turned-on, bunch of pounding hormones and my entire world suddenly exploded.
Nick was gone by the time I made my way back downstairs after the shower I had taken in a total daze. My head was a swirling mess of intangible thoughts, nothing sticking long enough for me to really think out exactly what had just gone down outside.
But my body knew. My body was reminding me in every possible way of what it had just done, how completely turned-on I was feeling from that mind-bending kiss. How I had never been kissed like that before. How I had never been more turned-on in my entire life.
How very, truly, achingly unsatisfied I still was.
I tried to take care of my needs myself but I knew it was useless. The second I thought about that kiss again my dick started to firm up until I accepted it would be a losing battle.
I somehow found myself standing in the kitchen, scratching the back of my head as Dane talked to me. I felt out of place in my own skin, that itchy, scratchy feeling back in full force and letting itself be very well known. Telling me in no uncertain terms exactlywhowas to blame for those feelings of restlessness I had not known how to name.
Until now.
“Earth to Ajay,” Dane said, blinking in front of my face.
“Sorry, what?” I returned, trying to laugh off the fact I had been off with the fairies.
“I was saying I’m meeting up with Hector again before he goes back to Sydney tomorrow. You want to come with?”
“Oh. Right. Yeah, Hector was it?”
“What is wrong with you, man? You are so spaced out. Did you knock your head with the surfboard this morning or something?” Dane asked. His face was amused but equally perplexed as he looked across the kitchen counter at me. That made two of us.
