CHAPTER 183 All of You, All the Time

  ~ RIG ~

  I shook with need, my hands trembling worse than a middle-schooler getting his first kiss. Cara, so fucking stunning in that dress, was even more incredible to look at naked in the water, her skin glowing under lights in the blue water, her nipples high and hard, darker that the rest of her. I’d rested her neck back on the padded edge of the pool, and it arched her back, her throat bare, her lower back hollowed, knees wide because I was pressed between her thighs.

  We kissed. Oh, how we kissed.

  Had I known before her that a kiss could carry so much, be so sacred, I would never have given my lips to another soul before her.

  I kissed her, she kissed me. And it was as if our souls reached through the damp, breathless heat to twine again.

  I was lost in it for a while, the delicious slide of wet skin and rippling water only heightening the thrill. Every lap of the water against my skin felt like her touch. Every tinkling drop was her cry.