Page 102 of Risky Desires


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She removed her neoprene booties and kicked them away. As she unzipped her wetsuit and tugged it over her shoulders, I did the same.

The night air licked my drenched skin and cooled the heat that had been trapped in the wetsuit for what seemed like days. The beeping device dropped corner first into the sand, and I had to resist stomping on the fucking thing. That noise was doing my head in.

I stole a glance at Indy and was treated to her glorious breasts wobbling in her bikini as she wriggled the wetsuit off her legs. She flicked the cumbersome rubber aside as if angry with the wetsuit, and as she stood with her hands on her hips, studying the island behind us, I studied her.

Her plain black bikini didn’t leave much to my imagination. Her body was lean, and her skin was incredible. Indiana was a stunning warrior. And so beautiful. Yet she didn’t seem to understand just how amazing she was.

I pulled the wetsuit over my swimming trunks, and as I sat on the sand to drag the damn straitjacket off my legs, I was treated to a close-up view of Indy’s stunning legs and the scars across her right thigh. “How did you get those scars?”

As she swooped her gaze from the dark outline beyond the sand, her hand went to the scar on her forehead.

I nodded at her thigh. “Looks like you needed quite a few stitches.”

She brushed her hand over her thigh, leaving a trail of sand across her skin. “Yep. Twenty-eight.”

I winced. “Ouch.”

When she didn’t elaborate on how she got the scars, I didn’t probe any further. But I hoped that she would one day open up to me. I wanted to know everything about her.

Growling, I finally yanked the wetsuit off my feet and tossed it aside with a huff. “Man, it’s good to get that off.”

I stood again. Both of us were half-naked under the stars, and as the cool breeze drifting across the ocean teased my skin, I pulled the neoprene booties back on.

Indiana tugged hers back on, too, and then nodded toward the rugged outline beyond the beach. “Welcome to paradise.”

A smirk played across her lips.

“Better than where we’ve been. Let’s find a place to rest. I don’t know about you, but I could sleep for a week.”

“Pussy.” Grinning, she gave my shoulder a good shove.

“Don’t act like you’re not exhausted. I see it in your eyes.”

“That’s my eyes bleeding because of your sexy outfit.” She made a show of running her gaze up my body.

“What?” Grinning, I waggled my booties. “Don’t you like my survival fashion?”

She laughed. “Okay, Officer Fancy Pants, lead the way.”

“No, after you.”

She cocked an eyebrow at me. “You just want to check out my ass.”

“Exactly.”

She sucked her lips into her mouth as if stifling a laugh and walked away.

Forcing my weary legs to move, I picked up the hard drive, folded over the plastic around it, and shoved it into my shorts pocket. The damn beeping was like an alarm clock from hell.

Crossing the soft sand was much tougher than it should have been. Every step was like walking in quicksand. Ahead of us, the bush looked raw and rugged, and I searched for signs of human occupation, but there was nothing. I couldn’t even see animal paths through the vegetation.

A thumping noise beat through the air, and I spun toward the ocean.

A helicopter whipped out from behind the rocky island. Its blades sliced through the night sky as its spotlight swept over the water like a searching eye.

“Oh fuck!” I grabbed Indiana’s hand and dragged her toward the bushes.

“It could be a rescue,” she yelled over my shoulder.

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