❋ 𝘐'𝘮 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱
𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘐'𝘮 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦 ❋
Ander Muñoz wandered off too far one drunken night. And stumbled upon Reina Velásquez, a raven-haired mystery who goes to a rival school. From then on, competitivene...
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The murky waters surrounded Ander, and he felt darkness closing in on him.
He couldn't remember how, but here he was at Vicalvaro Lake again.
Was he supposed to find his way to the surface and finish the race with Matteo? How far ahead was Matteo right now anyway? Ander wasn't even sure how long he had been underwater.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a movement that was accentuated by a brilliant glimmer of sunlight.
When he turned to get a better look, his eyes widened in surprise.
It was Reina.
Dressed in a black laced-up one piece swimsuit, she was an artwork in motion as she swam gracefully toward him, exuding the aura of a heart-stopping siren with her alluring smile and fanned out long dark hair.
Ander barely moved when she approached him. Her left hand rested on his chest, and slowly her fingertips began running down his bare skin slowly.
Reina's other hand made its way to the nape of his neck and pulled him close to her.
He didn't resist, allowing their lips to meet fervently. He wrapped his arms around Reina, feeling the warmth of her bare back.
It was pure, utter bliss.
The kiss deepened, and Ander's hands began to wander, reaching for the string-thin straps of Reina's swimsuit.
Reina shifted her lips and whispered into his ear. "Ander..."
Does sound travel in water?
Ander didn't dwell too long on it. He was focused on one thing only – Reina. Their entwined bodies seemed to pulse, sending sonar waves through the water.
"Ander..." Reina whispered again.
His lips paused for a moment and he pulled back slightly to gaze at Reina.
"Come on, Ander." This time, her voice was more persistent. Her fingers tightened their grip on his arms, and her eyes implored his frantically.
"What is it? What's wrong?" Ander asked.
He felt a strong shake around his shoulders – then his eyelids flew open to the sight of Omar's face hovering above his.
"Great, you're finally awake," Omar hissed. "Listen, you need to let me out. It's almost 5AM and my parents will be up soon for prayers."
"Uhhh... Give me a sec." Ander squinted as he tried to get himself oriented quickly.
Okay. I'm in my room. Omar spent the night and – the whole thing with Reina – it was a dream. Just a dream.
Omar pressed a hand against Ander's underwear, where his crotch was. "You were in a pretty deep sleep there. Were you.. Were you having a wet dream?" he teased, noticing the moisture.
