“It’s only water,” I said, dismissing Alex’s concerns.
Itwasonly water. I didn’t expect to come out of thisdry. At this rate the water would also be getting into the kayak, but that wasn’t unusual, either.
Besides, with the rainfall, the river was faster. My later timeslot was an advantage now, I’d be able to cut those extra seconds without any effort,andI’d be able to make that jump I’d missed yesterday, since the water was flowing clean over the rocks now.
Honestly, the storm was agoodthing. I could win this.
I wasn’t about to back out while I could stillwin.
Besides, that was the whole point of this sport. It was risky. It was a risk to get in the river at all, any time.
I wasn’t afraid of risk.
19
Morgan
“You must beexhausted,”I said, setting my phone aside and watching as Devin came out of the bathroom, gloriously naked, hair damp, eyelids heavy.
He’d gotten the best time in the second heat—better than Brad by a full three seconds, which I’d gotten the impression was alot. The competition was fierce, and I was proud of him.
Devin made a soft, tired noise, padding over to the bed—still naked—and climbing under the covers.
I could get behind this.
“Sotired,” he agreed, a yawn overwhelming him as his head hit the pillow.
His hair clung to my fingers as I stroked it away from his face, tucking the damp strands behind his ears so they wouldn’t drip into his eyes.
The smile on my face wouldn’t let up. Not for anything. Devin was here, we were sharing a bed, and I was allowed to touch him. Not just allowed,encouraged, judging by the way he pressed his head into my hand.
He shuffled closer, fingers tapping against my chest, devastating emerald green eyes peering up at me through long lashes.
Sleep was already threatening to drag him under, but I thought I had a few minutes of consciousness to play with, and Iwantedto play with him.
He wanted me to play with him, too.
“Leave all the work to me,” I murmured, pressing a kiss against his lips and then disappearing under the bedclothes to the sound of delighted laughter.
I loved,loveddoing this, and I couldn’t think of anyone I’d like doing it for better than Devin.
Devin yelped as I pressed the flat of my tongue to one pierced nipple, eager fingers scraping along my scalp as I touched it to the other one in turn.
My destination was a little further down than that, but it couldn’t hurt to pause along the way. I hadminutes, not seconds, and I’d seen what I could do to Devin in minutes.
I thought about flipping him over, opening him up with my tongue, and then fucking him slow and thorough until his orgasm knocked him out, but we didn’t have time for that tonight, and I didn’t want him sore in the morning.
Later. Some other time.
If there was ever another time after this. We hadn’t made any promises, and I was trying not to think about that.
“You don’t have to,” Devin murmured above me, but he was already squirming needily, and I wasn’t about to leave him hanging.
“Want to,” I said, rubbing my cheek against the soft skin of his belly and earning myself a hiss. “Let me?”
I glanced up to see Devin looking down at me, the green of his eyes reduced to a thin sliver around wide black pupils.
That was a yes.
