Waterfall Kisses (The Kisses 9)

Leo laughed at my enthusiasm and took my hand. We followed the meadow to the edge of the water. The sound of water filled my ears. The waterfall plummeted from a hundred feet up, crashing into a pond of blue water that sparkled and shimmered in the sun. It looked like something out of a fairy tale it was so perfect.

The roar and power of the water was intense and breathtaking. I knew I could stare at it all day and never grow tired of watching the water dance and fly from the cliffs. I wished I could soar along with it, flying like a bird down its silver beauty and drown without dying in the depths of the pond. I imagined it would feel like falling in love.

“This is so beautiful,” I whispered, thinking the roar of the water would drown out my words.

“Yes, it is,” Leo agreed, somehow having heard me. I turned to see he wasn't looking at the waterfall. He was looking at me.

I'd waited all day to have some alone time with Leo, and now we were together in front of the most beautiful waterfall I'd ever seen. Spray from the falling water misted our clothes and hair, forming dew drops that sparkled like tiny worlds of wonder.

“Leo,” I whispered. His name barely left my lips when he kissed me. The world spun too fast and gravity no longer worked, but I didn't care. One kiss had been enough to show me that Leo was interested. This kiss blew that kiss out of the water.

This was a waterfall kiss.

His lips were firm and confident, his tongue tasting and caressing like he couldn't get enough of my taste. I moaned softly, whimpering at his sensual touch that was driving me wild. I'd never been kissed like this before.

Finally, I was getting to kiss Leo. My Leo, the man I had loved for years. And here was the proof that he cared for me right back. My hand caressed his jaw, feeling the end of day stubble that rasped against my lips. I loved how masculine and strong he was.

Slowly, gasping for breath, we both pulled back.

Leo grinned, the corners of his mouth twisting into a beautiful smile. “Wow.”

I kissed him again, feeling the same rush of want that threatened to overwhelm me. I couldn't get enough of him. I'd waited for so long, that now I couldn't wait any longer.

“Slow down, Speedy,” Leo teased. “We have all night. Want to get closer to the waterfall?”

He was right. At this rate, I'd have the whole night finished in just a couple of minutes. I didn't need to rush things. We had time. I looked at the rushing water and nodded. The pool was crystal clear and made for the two of us to be alone in. “As long as you're with me.”

I kicked off my shoes and stepped into the pool. The water was cold, but it felt good against the Caribbean heat. Leo was right beside me, holding my hand tightly in his.

I waded out, holding my dress up to keep it out of the water.

“Why don't you just take it off?” he asked, managing to keep a straight face.

I hesitated. I only had a pair of undies on underneath the dress. Thong undies.

Was I ready for that?

It took me all of two seconds to decide that yes, yes I was ready for that. I'd been ready to be naked with Leo for ten freaking years. But I didn't want to be the only one getting naked.

“Only if you do, too,” I replied, slowly inching the skirt of the dress up. Leo's eyes went to my bare thigh, the blue slowly disappearing to the dilating black of his pupils.

“Done,” he said, whipping his shirt over his head and tossing it to the shore.

I nearly dropped my dress hem. His chest gleamed in the sun, muscled and perfect. He liked to keep active, but he usually stayed dressed around the office, so I didn't get a regular look at his body.

He smirked as he caught me looking. “Were you going to take it off or what?” he teased, loosening the zipper on his shorts. My breath caught a little. It was time. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, hoping that I looked as good to him as he did to me.

I pulled the dress up and over my head, balling it up and tossing it onto the pebbly beach. I stared at the water for a moment before raising my eyes to look at Leo. Part of me was terrified that he'd back out, suddenly remembering that I was Bastian's little sister and he shouldn't be looking at me like that.

But he didn't. He stared and the reaction in his boxers told me that he didn't think of me as anyone's little sister. Without looking, he tossed his shorts behind him, narrowly missing dropping them in the water.

I hugged my arms around me as he came closer. I stood mid thigh deep in the water. He looked me up and down, desire and admiration filling his face. I bit my lip a little, still nervous as to what he was going to say next.

“Wow,” he whispered, stopping in front of me. “Just wow.”

“Thanks,” I giggled, suddenly giddy and ridiculously happy. “You look pretty 'wow' yourself.”

“You'd know,” he teased. “The first time I met you, I was naked.”