protruding from his fist. He was hot and satiny, spangled with cool water. His flesh jumped as she touched him, and she put up her own hand, pushing his away to grasp his hot shaft.
Curiously, she opened her mouth and encircled him with her lips. How much of him could she take? He felt strange and exciting in her mouth. Her pussy clenched in response. She wanted this big, hard shaft inside her, thrusting. But not this time. Now she wanted to push him over the edge, make him cry out as he surrendered to her.
Sliding her hand down, she delicately cupped his sac in her hand. He was hot there too, the fleshy globes drawn up tight against his body. She combed her fingers through the wet curls on his groin, all the while sucking gently on the head of his penis.
He groaned sliding his big hand around the back of her head. “You’re going to drive me crazy, aren’t you?” he muttered. “Little forest witch.”
She tipped her head back and looked up at him. He was looking down at her, his nostrils flared, his eyes molten gold.
“Watch me,” she murmured daringly, repeating his words. “Watch me make you come.”
“Oh, believe me,” he gasped. “I can’t—can’t take my eyes off of you, Princess.”
She sucked him into her mouth, and he cupped her cheek with one big hand to show her the slide, the pull, how to use her tongue and just the graze of her teeth.
Bella held on to him with one hand and slipped the other around the back of his thigh, holding him steady. He thrust harder, breathing like a runner, his powerful thigh muscles bunched.
“Ah, Nani,” he muttered. “So good. So damned good.”
He went rigid in her grasp and then shuddered, and warm fluid pulsed into her mouth. She swallowed again and again until he was still, quivering in her grasp. Then she let him go and slipped away, moving backward in the water.
Joel dropped into the water like a felled tree and came up with his eyes closed, floating on his back. Bella watched him warily, not quite able to believe what had just happened. It was this place, she told herself. Even now, laughter, warm and gentle, echoed in the rustle of the foliage, the lap of the water on her skin.
After a moment, he lifted his head and swam toward her. Reaching out one long arm, he caught her hand and pulled her into his hard heat, wrapping his arms around her. His face was relaxed, his eyes still heavy, bright gold in his wet face. His mouth curved up in a smile, teeth flashing.
“That was amazing. But I just remembered something. How much I love kissing you.”
He cocked his head, and panic welled inside her, nearly suffocating her. No, that was too intimate, too much. If he kissed her mouth now, set those wide, firm, sensitive lips on hers here where she could see him, she might never be able to let him go. And he would go; he’d already said so. He was a rolling stone, not a solid rock on which to build the security she needed.
Bella recoiled, shaking her head, pushing at him until he released her, his brows shooting together, his smile gone.
“No,” she said fiercely. “No more.”
Flipping around, she dove under the water, swimming away from him as fast as she could.
Joel stood there, staring after her. What the hell? She’d already done the most intimate thing a woman could do for him, so what was the big deal about a simple kiss? Was she already regretting what they’d done, what she’d done for him?
He took a step and nearly tripped as his feet tangled in his shorts, draped around his ankles. Reaching down into the water, he grabbed his shorts and yanked them up over his relaxed and very happy cock. As he fastened them, he shot a quick, wary look around. But the clearing and the pool were still quiet.
He waded out onto the bank, waiting for Bella to come out of the water. Damn, he’d never understand women. But for the first time, he wanted to. Because whatever was in her head and her heart was burning her up from the inside. And damned if immolation wasn’t looking like a great way to go.
Finally, she swam across the pond to him, and he held out her towel. She rose from the water as proudly as a queen from her bath and reached for the