As I head outside and round the back of the cabin, my mouth drops and I freeze as if I’m made of stone.
What the fuck?
Blade is buck naked. Not from behind either. He is standing in the stream, minus any clothes, and I have never seen anything like it. His muscles have a life of their own, and his dark chest hair is even darker now that it’s wet. The ink from endless tattoos blurring as his muscles flex, altering their appearance. His chest is insane. Is that a freaking nine-pack? Is there such a thing?
My eyes drift lower—I just can’t help myself and I swallow hard. His cock is freaking huge. A freak of nature, surely, and is that a piercing glinting in the sunlight?
I have lost all power in my limbs, and only a low chuckle rouses me from oblivion.
“Like what you see, darlin’?”
Fuck.
I swallow hard and attempt to act disinterested.
“You could have warned me.”
“Why?”
He makes no attempt to cover himself up; if anything, he is amused by the situation.
And yet I still can’t stop looking at him.
“Obviously, one of your hobbies is working out.”
I say dryly, attempting to disguise how affected I am by this show, for want of a better description.
“Not really.”
“You’re lying.”
“Are you calling me a liar, darlin’?”
The blood drains from my body as I realize how rude that sounded.
“Well, you’ve got to admit it sure looks that way.”
I’m now even hotter than before, and he says with no emotion, “You should join me. It’s the best place to be right now.”
He’s not wrong there.
I bite my bottom lip and attempt to still my racing heart.
“I don’t, well, have a swimsuit.”
“Neither do I.”
I walked right into that one and clear my throat.
“It’s okay, I was coming out to dangle my feet in the stream.”
“Go ahead.”
He turns his back on me and drops down into the water. Floating back, facing upward, his head disappearing beneath the waterline.
If anything, it accentuates his enormous cock, and I gasp for air, wondering what the hell I should do now. If I sit on the riverbank, it will be level with my eyeline wherever I sit, and I hate how interested in it I am. Would it hurt? What about the piercing? Surely that would rip a woman apart? Would it hurt him? How painful was it when he had it done?
“What are you waiting for, darlin’, a written invitation?”
