dash

“Give me your word, Dash!” she orders in a shaky voice as I check her harness for the third time from my place behind her. “You promise me right now that this is the pussiest version of extreme sports ever.”

“I promise, baby,” I chuckle as I press my lips to her hair. “Don’t be scared. Parasailing is fun. You’re gonna love it, okay?”

“Okay,” she nods, her knuckles already white against the straps as I pull her closer, nuzzling into her neck. “Baby, stop it.”

“Stop what?”

“You’re getting me all distracted,” she admits nervously, making me laugh. “We’re about to human-slingshots. I gotta be focused for this shit.”

“Possibly the more inaccurate description of parasailing in the history of the world,” I kiss her cheek again. “Calm down, okay? I won’t let anything bad happen to you.”

“I know,” she nods. “Can you tell me again what happens?”

“Once he’s got the boat ready, Dave’s gonna come check us out one more time and make sure everything is safe and then you see that little hook on the dock? The thing all the cords are attached to?”

“Yeah,” she nods anxiously.

“Mark, the other guy standing over there, is going to unclip that hook at the same time Dave hits the gas. When he does that, the parachute thing behind us will open, catch the air and we’ll go behind him,” I explain, surprised when she has nothing to say. “Did you hear me?”

“Yes,” she says, releasing a long breath.

“You okay?”

“Mhmm,” she nods again.

“Do you feel like you wanna back out?” I ask, my thumb grazing her thigh as she shakes her head. “You can. I swear I won’t be mad.”

“No, I told you I was going to try it and I will,” she insists. “I’m super excited.”

“You lyin’ to me?” I ask though my smirk.

“Only halfway,” she admits, making me chuckle as Dave throws Mark a thumbs-up.

“Alright, you two,” he smiles, tugging on our harnesses one last time. “You ready?”

I’m about to offer her another out when her voice cuts me off.

“Jesus Christ, Mark!” she whimpers, making him let out a belly laugh. “Would you just do it already?”

“Have fun,” he winks at her, patting me on the shoulder as he makes his way over to the clip.

Evie’s high-pitched stream of profanity pulls my lips to her neck, my stomach shaking against her back as the wind catches us, lifting us from the dock.

As we make our way higher above the gulf, I glance out over the water, feeling calm move through me as the wind grazes our skin, the feel of her against my chest filling me with something else altogether.

“You okay, baby?” I call out, smiling at her head bobbing erratically. “Are your eyes open?” She shakes her head just as fervently, making me chuckle. “Baby, I promise it’s not scary. You trust me, don’t you?”

“Yeah.”

“Well, then hurry up and look before you miss it,” I order gently as I take it all in, a moment later smiling at the gentle gasp that leaves her chest tells me she’s finally looking with me. “Isn’t it awesome?”

“Oh, my God, it really is,” she agrees, her voice still breathy. “I mean, I can’t say I’m not still a little scared, but it’s beautiful.”

Her voice pulls my eyes back to find her gazing out to our left, the blasts of color below completely absorbing her. I’d done this at least a half a dozen times. If I’m being honest, it had never been my favorite. The harnesses are uncomfortable and aside from the view, there isn’t much excitement to be had for someone who likes jumping out of planes, but I didn’t feel that way right now.

Not with Evie.

Watching her take it in, her blue eyes bright and in awe of everything I’d taken for granted gave it new life, making me appreciate it all over again, maybe for the first time ever.

“You’re so pretty,” I tell her, smirking at the blush that stains her cheek as I lean forward and kiss her shoulder. “I love you.”

“I love you, too,” she says as we turn back toward the dock. “I’m really glad I trusted you.”

“You mean aside from the being suspended from a cord thing?” I tease, making her chuckle as she shakes her head, surprising me.

“Not just that,” she admits quietly. “I’ve never been a big risktaker. School’s the scariest thing I ever did until us. If it wasn’t for that, I’d never have experienced any of this, Dash.” Her words have me swallowing emotion caught in my throat. I’m about to respond, but she cuts me off as she glances back at me. “Maybe giving your trust to someone takes away some of the risk,” she shrugs. “But if I’m gonna be crazy with anyone, I want to be crazy with you.”

evie

Our feet return to the deck sooner than I think and I can finally understand the appeal to it all as the jolt of adrenaline buzzes in my veins. When I’m finally released from my harness, I can’t stop myself from spinning to face Dash, hoisting myself into his arms and kissing him deeply right there on the dock.

“Hmm…” he hums against my lips, his large palms gripping my ass as I clench my thighs tight around his waist. “Did you like that, baby?”

“Yes,” I admit, giving him another firm kiss before slipping from his grip. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome,” he winks, giving me a playful swat on the ass before taking my hand.

He takes a minute to thank Dave, Mark and the others before he leads me back down the dock to where we’d parked this morning. By the time we catch sight of his car, my adrenaline has given way to something else and it’s taking everything I’ve got inside me to not climb Dash like a tree.

“So, what do you wanna do now?” he asks, oblivious to my internal struggle as he unlocks my door and glances down at me. “You ready for that drink?”

“No,” I cut him off, pulling his lips to mine cuts his words off. The combination of the desire coursing through and his strong frame caging me in against flawlessly restored, classic Mustang has me desperate. I pull away from him, our eyes heavy as our breathing as I pant against his lips. “Fuck me, Dash.”

As I husk the words, I don’t miss the way his eyes begin to dance with arousal. He grins wickedly against my lips before bending to taste my neck, sending a shiver up my spine.

“Did that turn you on, little monster?” he teases me, sucking hard on my neck as I release a low whimper.

“Yeah,” I admit, gripping his arms tighter. “Please don’t fuck with me right now, babe,” I whisper as my head falls against the frame behind me, my body squirming as he grins against my skin. “Dash, please. I can feel your dick,” I mewl, turning to face him. “Come on, baby.”

“What? Right here?” he asks, his eyes widening as I shrug. “I can’t fuck you out here.”

“Why not?” I ask, glancing around before my eyes return to his. “No one’s paying attention to us.”

“We’re in a parking lot, you freak,” he laughs. “If someone comes out here, they’re gonna call the fuckin’ cops on us.”

“No, they won’t! Your windows are tinted!” I argue, rolling my eyes as he shakes his head. “Coward.”

“Get in,” he orders gently. “I’ll drive us somewhere.”