I need to get a grip!
I set up the picnic blanket and then proceed to strip down to my bikini, a simple cupped number with a belt to the hipster bottoms, which reminded of the one Ursula had worn in Dr NO - My mum had convinced me to buy it and now that I had a tan, I was glad I had.
Seb’s low whistle is enough of a boost. I watch him pull his vest top over his head and hand in hand we walk down towards the water. It really was absolutely beautiful - untouched even. I felt like Adam and Eve in the garden of Eden and as we near the edge of the rocks, Seb hops in, crying out as the temperature hits him.
“Is it cold?”
“What gave that away?” His white teeth flash, as he beams at me, holding out a hand for me to drop down the bank, a little slower than his own hasty entrance.
I test it with my big toe first, then kick a spray in his direction. “Liar! It’s bloody freezing!”
The next few seconds go by in a blur, as I feel the air whip under my feet, his hands around my thighs, gripping me to his chest, and then he dips me. Cool water explodes all around my body in one unified moment and I scream at his audacity. “Oh, you are so going to get it!”
He laughs at me and wades deeper in towards the waterfall, which cascades over the huge 40 foot rocks that shroud us from the outside world and over into our pool. “Seb, don’t go!”
I feel a moment of panic - I’m not a huge fan of water and now that he is moving away from me, I can feel my heart begin to pound, ten to the dozen.
“Oi, what happened to your so going to get it?” He turns and sees me, my tense face and concentration evident. I’m frozen, my feet firmly embedded in the wet sand beneath my toes - deep breaths.
“Hey, hey, baby - I’m here. I’m sorry - I forgot. It’s the same depth the whole of this rock pool - that’s why we came - I promise. I’m right here. You’re safe now.”
I allow myself to be drawn into his arms and feel his fingers begin to massage my back, my shoulders, stroke my arms and I begin to relax. “I’m sorry. I just don’t like the sea.”
“I know, I should have remembered but here, we’ll take it slow and look…” he points down to our feet, which can be seen as though we’re viewing them through a crystal clear glass of water. He does a little dance for added measure and it brings a smile to my face. “There you go. There’s my Angel.”
He shows me his back and taps his shoulder. “Come on - jump on board, Princess and I’ll carry you across to the waterfall - you won’t get that offer everyday.”
I don’t wait for him to ask again and piggyback onto him, sliding my legs around his waist, and my arms over his shoulders, flattening my palms across his chest. He cups his arms underneath my bottom to support me and I wiggle as his finger brushes my perineum through my bikini bottoms.
Tapping his chest he laughs. “Sorry, couldn’t resist - bet you’re a fabulous sight from behind.”
We head further towards the crashing sounds of the water, white sheets of ribbons sprinkling over a huge misshapen rock. As we get closer, the water around us begins to ripple but surprisingly, it has become shallower and I slip off Seb’s back to touch my feet to the bottom. We both swim leisurely around the froth being created by the downpour and I look up into the hidden rock pool we are lucky enough to have found. The rock is a mustard brown but clean and the water a strong azure but underwater the combination of the two colours is electric, creating emeralds and dark blues in a tie die blend. “It’s beautiful.”
“I’ve been here once.”
I’m surprised how disappointed I am to hear that. “This time it feels like I’m seeing it for the first time, this time I get to share it with the woman I love.”
I’m weightless in the water and he pulls me to him, his hands settling at my waist and I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him. His fingers move the wet strands of my hair off my face and he deepens the kiss, our mouths desperate, tongues teasing. The slickness of our bodies pressed against one another is sexy as hell - that and the combination of his hands gripping me to him so tightly, his nails grazing my sides, makes me bold.
I step forward, forcing him backwards towards the gushing water and he looks at me in surprise. “Are you sure?”
“I’m fine, as long as I can see the sea bed, besides, I’m partial to sharing a shower or two with you, Mr. Silver.”
His mouth is on me, stopping further words, and I’m lifted and spun so my back is against the rapids, the water bouncing off my head and onto my breasts, where his greedy eyes spot my white bikini top turning transparent. My nipples pebble, erect and ruched under the cool assault on my skin and dipping my head back to embrace the water, my hair is drenched in seconds.