Page 17 of Wait in the Truck
Motherfucker.I drop my towel and cannonball jump into the river, sending a wave in his direction. Bobbing in the cool water, I watch for his reaction. Not that I care. But— Oh, he’s frustrating.
And he doesn’t move an inch, simply grumbles frombeneath the hat, “Go ahead and swim. I’m not leaving while I know you’re in this river.”
I know where his mind has gone, but I’m not them. “I’m a grown-ass adult, not a sixteen-year-old kid. And I’m not anywhere near the waterfall.” Sputtering with exasperation, I groan. “What if I don’t want you here, Kade? And what if someone were to come along and find you ogling me? Did you think about that?”
“Don’t much care, Sage. And you know at this hour no one will be out this way. Probably why you came here in the first damn place.”
I release a heavy sigh. He’s right. I needed some space—a spot I could be alone. “Well, don’t go getting a hero complex on me. I’m fine here on my own.” I run my hands through the cool water. I can touch the rocky bottom of the riverbed with my tiptoes. Nothing bad is going to happen. Does he really think I’ll need saving? I huff out a breath. “Fine, you can stay, but you have to get in, too.” I lift both hands and bring them down on the surface, splashing as much water in his direction as I can.
He growls when the spray hits him, removing his hat from his face as he sits up, and plunks it on the grass beside him.
Our eyes connect, and I shoot him a flippant grin. “What’s the matter, cowboy? Not used tonotgettin’ your way? If you don’t like my terms, you can go.” I let my brows drift upward as I wait on his response.
His jaw tightens for a moment, but then, instead of getting up and leaving, he yanks one boot off, then the other, followed by his socks. He stands, and my breath catches in my throat as he looks me over, a feral gleam in his eye. I glance down, but my breasts are mostly hidden by the current. My teeth clench. Surely, he can’t see my body beneath the surface. The thought of it has my face burning. Did I really invite him to join me? Because I have a feeling this is not going to get rid of him.
We maintain eye contact as he unfastens his belt buckle with one hand, then flicks the button of his jeans open. I’m trying so hard not to look, but the sound of the teeth of his zipper unlocking as he draws it down snags my full attention. My gaze dips first to the carved muscles of his abdomen. I have the errant thought that I’d like to climb them, but then I’m distracted by following the trail of hair below his belly button that leads into his pants. Down, down, down… oh my god. The base of his dick is now visible in the opening of his jeans as he hooks his thumbs in the sides of his waistband, then pauses.
“You sure about this, Sage?” He peers at me from under hooded lids, his dark eyes searching mine.
My throat is drier than the fields when it hasn’t rained in weeks, and my heart is thudding so hard in my chest that I expect it to pop out from behind my rib cage and float down the river along with my dignity. But I can’t let him see he’s affecting me. I shrug, going back to running myhands over the top of the swiftly moving water while I focus on not letting it carry me downstream.
I hear the whisper of the denim slipping down his legs and can’t help but take a peek. When my eyes home in on what can only be described as a massive monster cock, I’m half afraid I’ll pass out, and he’ll have to jump in to save me because… holy shit. That thing that’s been hiding inside his pants is huge. In a daze, it hardly registers that he’s moving, yet I also can’t seem to tear my eyes from the prime specimen of a man, built like a god, all finely hewn muscle and tanned skin. My mouth waters.
While my insides draw up tight, he strides very matter-of-factly to the bridge and jumps in, naked as the day he was born. The resulting splash hits me full force, and I lose my footing for a second, my head dipping under the current. The cool water does nothing to soothe my skin. I’m hot all over.
When I resurface, it’s to Kade’s amused smile. “You wanted me in the river with you. Here I am. Now what?”
SAGE
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From a distanceof only three feet away, Kade runs a hand through his wet hair. He tilts his head to the side when I don’t immediately answer his brazen question, and his mouth curves into a teasing smirk.
He wants to know what happens now that he’s joined me in the river? Fucked if I know.
“Did you not think I’d want to join you with your pretty pink nipples bobbing above the waterline, just begging to be played with?”
A hot blush washes over my cheeks, and I glance down, noticing exactly what he’s referring to. In a rush, I huff out a breath, dipping myself lower into the water. “Oh my god.” I clamp my lips tightly together and bring my hands up to cover my breasts for good measure.
“Not sure why your face is flushed. I’ve shown you more than you have me.” He wriggles his eyebrows. “Or maybethe pink stain on your cheeks is because you liked what you saw,” he quips with a dirty smile.
He’s impossible. Unsure what to say, I react instead, slapping the surface over and over again with both hands. Water sprays everywhere, including in my own face, so I pinch my eyes shut.
“Look at me, Sage.” My wet lashes flicker open, and he’s right there, his naked body a foot from mine. A moment later, two rough hands grasp my wrists and hold them up, preventing me from waging river warfare on him.
While I’m mostly hidden under the surface, glistening droplets slip down his finely chiseled chest, each one taking a different path along the planes, dips, and ridges of his body. A sharp intake of air has my chest rising, and once again, my breasts are peeking out of the water. He casts his appreciative gaze down to them, causing a slow grin to appear on his lips. I stare into his dark eyes. “What are you doing?”
“Tell me I’m wrong to think there’s something between us,” he grits out.
“There’s not. You’ve helped me out a couple of times. That’s all there is.”Liar, liar. You’re such a liar. If your panties weren’t so wet, they’d be on fire.And from the twinkle in his eye, he knows I’m not telling the truth.
“Tell me you don’t get aroused anytime I’m near you.”
A fresh jolt of desire spears my pussy. I’m very aware I’m standing in this river with a pair of panties that may aswell not be there. And this six-foot-something man is more like a horse-riding barbarian than a rancher. He’s so close, I can practically feel the heat of his body. I’ve never been more keenly aware of another human in my entire life.Sorry, Toby. You just weren’t it.
“Kade, my panties are damp because I’ve been wearing them to swim in.” I dampen my lips, staring defiantly up at him.
A huffed breath escapes him as he narrows his eyes on me. “I suggest you be careful before I fill that sassy mouth of yours with my cock.” Still holding my wrists, he draws me an inch closer.
