Page 92 of The Illicit Play

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Sweet Jesus, those tits are perfect.

There they are again, in all their beautiful glory. The curve of her milky white skin leading to those pink nipples… holy fuck, it’s killing me. Those sweet nips are fully erect in this cold water, and I should seriously be looking away right now, but I’m fucking mesmerized.

I never should have agreed to take her camping.

I knew it was a mistake, but I ignored all the warnings, and now I’m right back where I was that night in the bathroom, unable to look away from her luscious body. That blue bikini should be illegal. I knew it the second she stepped out of the tent, but I still brought her up here.

I still coaxed her into jumping off that rock face, my idiot brain forgetting all logic.

I should have given her my rash guard. I should have?—

Uh-oh.

Blake’s looking at me, her gaze bright with mischief.

Trouble.

“Don’t.” I shake my head, warning her away from me, but she just laughs, untying her bikini top and bunching it in her fist. “Woman, you’re gonna kill me.”

This only makes her laugh again, the melodic sound floating right around my head.

She swims closer, her arms cutting through the water, and I quickly retreat, thrusting a wave of water at her.

It’s such a dick move, brought on by a burst of panic.

It hits her square in the face, and she starts coughing and spluttering, wiping her eyes before flashing me a look that is so hella sexy, I am officially a dead man.

Wily is gonna skin me alive, then cook me over an open flame.

The smile on Blake’s face when she recovers from my attack is all things dangerous, and I can’t help a laugh when she shoves a wave of water right back at me.

I turn my head to dodge it, my ear filling with the cold liquid before I counterattack.

Her screams and laughter egg me on, and we battle it out, my legs kicking to keep me afloat as we drift farther out into the lake.

I don’t even notice how far away the shore is until I catch a proper glimpse of Blake’s face and…

Oh shit, her lips are blue.

Her jaw is trembling, her teeth clacking together as I stop splashing her and take in the fact that she’s struggling to keep her limbs moving.

Fuck, she’s freezing.

“We need to get you to shore.” I cut through the water, reaching her quickly.

She nods, clamping her shaking jaws together. I can practically hear her teeth rattling.

“Here. Hold on to me.” Grabbing her arm, I forget the fact that she’s topless and pull her body against my back. She quakes against me, her body racked with cold shudders as it tries to counter the drop in temperature.

Shit, I should have been paying better attention.

I breaststroke to shore as fast as I can, my legs burning as I rush to get her warm and dry.

Why didn’t I keep a better eye on her?

Uh… because she’s half-naked, and you were trying not to look!