Page 99 of Blossoms of the Heart
I shook my head at her enjoying this.
“It’s your thing.” I gazed down at her, at the beautiful creature she was. “Can you take a break from being a mermaid for a few minutes. I swear I won’t take you away from the water for too long.”
She pressed her lips together, thought for a moment and then pushed away from the rock and swam over to the shallow.
My lungs tightened again from the sight of her getting out of the water.
There was no way I could have looked at her in any other way than I was right now.
The turquoise bikini strings I’d seen on her arms while she was in the water were attached to a metallic blue looking blue bikini that left nothing to my imagination when it came to wondering what her tits looked like.
It covered enough, covering her nipples but I could see a slight hint of her areola.
Then as if that wasn’t bad enough my eyes dropped to the flat of her stomach to the belly button bar in her navel. That hosted two turquoise stones.
On her left hip was a little hummingbird in the same colors. That was her color from way back when. Shades of blue with everything in between. Just like her eyes.
She didn’t need to pretend to be a mermaid. She was exactly that. A beautiful siren, capturing me with her call. Captivating me with her beauty.
There was no one else like this woman for me because hell, only she had ever had this effect on me.
We can love a lot of people in our lives, but this…what I felt was something I couldn’t quite describe.
Like a drug it entered every cell of my body and I wanted more. I wanted more.
I wanted her.
My eyes trailed down the rest of her body, running down her smooth legs and the row of laurel leaves tattooed around her feet.
Jesus, sexy was just the beginning of her.
My mouth went dry and I knew I should move or say something but all I could do was stare.
She walked over to the wall and rested against it, pressing her palms flat on either side of her.
“Are you going to stand there and just watch me?”
“Can do, I don’t exactly mind.”
“But you wanted to talk.”
Talking was the furthest thing on my mind. Not with her hard nipples practically fighting to escape the meagre fabric that held them in place.
She saw me looking at her breasts and I never looked away. That wasn’t me. I was the kind of guy whereby you didn’t have to think or wonder if I was
starring at your ass or tits, you’d know.
“You’re beautiful.” I stated on the edge of a labored breath feeling my cock stir and trying my hardest to control my emotions.
“You know this flirting is unnatural if it’s not real.” Pain flickered in her eyes and I wondered how anyone could think to hurt her.
What man in his right mind cheated on someone like her. A woman who was everything. I wanted to kill her ex, and I didn’t even know him.
I was so protective over her when we were younger, and I thought I was still being protective by staying away from her.
I walked up to her, towering her magnificence with my height and reached out to touch the ends of her hair.
This was it. The line I would cross as I made my decision.
