"Right." He grins his heart capturing mischievous boyish smile and steps away. An instant later he unbuttons his jeans pulls them off and I stare, I fucking stare at his legs. I knew I had a thing for hands and necks but Jesus Christ his legs. Hard and shapely. Defined muscles and hard thighs. The rich smatter of hair turning me on. I will not survive this. WTH.
Unable to pull my thirsty eyes away I recover from my minor heart palpitation and drop my bag without breaking our passionate eye-contact for even a second. I grip the hem of my shirt and pull it out in one go revealing the top of my ruby red swimsuit with thin straps and a deep back that tapers just above my panty line. Though I'm naked under my costume.
He watches me as I do him. Reaching behind, he pulls his shirt off revealing his broad chest and 6 pack abs. Feeling them against me alone had been mind-blowing, but seeing them. God. My mouth immediately waters at the glorious sight of his naked chest and naked legs. Tanned skin covering slabs of muscle. He's not skinny like guys his age. He's got some meat that curves the planes of his chest. Dressed in just tight black boxers, Arjun looks like a fucking snack. And even more than his magnificent body, its his composure. Calm and composed but so full of passion tinged with lust at the same time. Like his patience is running low but he'll always stay serene around me. The faith.
Mustering up every ounce of courage in my being, I hook my thumbs under the elastic of my shorts and push them down. His eyes stay trained at my face rather than wandering over to my bare legs and the V cut at my crotch. Makes me feel safe. Cared for and Prized. Respected.
"I'm the first to break the deafening silence." You're staring Arjun.
"Its rather hard to look away."
"Please try." I try to keep a straight face.
He smirks. "If you will."
"I'm not the first girl you're seeing in a swimsuit." It hurts more than just a little to let the words out.
"Its the first time I'm seeing you in one." He counters and his eyes drop down to drink me in.
Naturally, I look down and pull my open hair into a knot.
"Leave it open." He requests, coming to stand beside me on the deep end of the pool.
"Why?" I ask.
"Just do." He shrugs and I comply.
My toes wet from the water at the edge of the deep end of the pool. "The ladder is on the side." I state hundreds of butterflies fluttering in my stomach, making me lose self-control.
"Let's dive." He doesn't request.
"Right." I grin. Oh my god it's finally happening. When was the last time I went batshit crazy this way? Oh yeah wait, like NeVeR.
His fingers lace through mine, holding tight. Oh My. "Alia. You ready?" We're going to dive together on three.
"Yes." I answer looking at his profile.
"One." Arjun catches my eye and raises our joint hands above our heads.
"Two." I gulp, looking at the gleaming water and crouch, taking my stance for the dive.
"Three!" At the declaration both of us plummet long and smooth into the cold, December water leaving the world behind, as we crash down powerfully into our own cosmos fiercely.
The water hits me hard, and when I open my eyes a couple seconds later, I sense Arjun watching me cautiously. Our laced fingers remain locked and he circles underneath in the water coming to face me. Water slowly bubbles out of my mouth as I fight for oxygen. Grabbing my right hand, forcefully he nods when my body is driven up vertically and starts kicking his legs, I follow suit and within seconds our heads resurface.
YOU ARE READING
Finding Him and Me
Teen Fiction"If you were a boy, I'd ask you to take off your t-shirt for spoiling mine." He retorts "If this wasn't a restaurant I'd slap you across your arrogant face". I spit with anger. Alia plays the role of Cinderella in her Ballet Academy. One fine night...
