Page 86 of Pomegranates and Olive

“Oh…”

Again, lost for words.

In an instant he’s out of his seat and shrugs off his unbuttoned shirt. “Have you ever swum naked in the sea?”

“Like skinny-dipping?”

“Yeah. It really clears away the cobwebs.”

“You’ve been drinking.”

“I’m not drunk, Russo. I’m just…” His eyes lock with mine as he starts to unbutton his jeans with a grin. “…not waiting any longer for you to make up your mind.”

Holy shit!

I hold my breath as he pauses at the last button.

Don’t look down!That’s what Deniz said to me before I jumped off the cliff today.

I try in vain to hold eye contact with him as his jeans drop to his ankles and he kicks them aside.

Don’t look down, Olive!

He stands in front of me, naked and magnificent, with a smirk on his face.

DON’T LOOK DOWN!

My eyes ignore my terse command, ripping themselves away from his gaze and they start moving slowly down his body. I already know his tattooed chest is pure, lean, muscle, with a smattering of dark chest hair shadowing his tattooed pecs, but when I follow his happy trail down past his rippling six pack to the V-line of his hips…

Oh shit!

I looked down.

And there it is. I’m staring at his erect penis… or more correctly… his erect penis is staring at me… in all its glory. It’s thick and long and is exactly how I’d imagined his size 15 ding dong would be. Huge! I mean it’s in the name – size 15 ding dong! It twitches at me and my mouth curls into a smile. “What do you think you’re doing?”

He looks down at his hard-on and shrugs innocently before climbing over the wooden boat rail. “I don’t know about you, but I’m going for a swim.”

“Oh, God.”

Now I’m staring at his firm ass. It reminds me of a peach, a very pale peach that hasn’t seen the sunshine compared to the rest of his tanned skin. It would only take me three steps to cross the deck and bite it. I wonder what he would do if I bit his ass?

Probably bite mine back.

He dives in, leaving me standing on the deck watching as he breaks back through the water. “Come on, Russo.”

I’ve never skinny-dipped.

This is a day of doing things I have never done before. I survived jumping off a cliff. Skinny dipping is also on my bucket list, so why not? If I do this, then maybe I really am ready to move on with my life… to embrace new experiences… maybe even with Deniz... or maybe without Deniz, because it would probably be a good idea for me to be single for a while.

Olive is single and ready to mingle.

I scrunch my nose at that thought and I hear Deniz chuckle from the water.

Standing on board, I watch as Deniz does a duck-dive, his naked butt making a momentary appearance before he disappears under the water, re-appearing a couple of metres away.

I’m doing this. I’m going to jump off this boat butt-naked!

I summon all my strength, every bit of courage I possess, and slip off Ginny’s shoes and wiggle out of Rosie’s dress. I can’t look at Deniz, because I would surely chicken out if I did, but I know he’s watching me from the water. I can feel his eyes on my skin as I slip off my lacy bottoms, thankful for my recent trip into town for a desperately overdue waxing session. Climbing onto of the rail, I close my eyes, take a few deep breaths… and… JUMP!

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