“Come on...” Mike urges, his voice brimming with excitement.
Summoning my courage, I take a deep breath and dive in, the shock of the cold water stealing my breath away as I submerge myself completely. For a moment, all I could feel is the biting cold, the exhilaration of the plunge mingling with the sting of the frigid water against my skin. I resurfaced, gasping for air.
Tessie slices through the water with graceful strokes as she heads towards the waterfall. Nate trails closely behind her.
Meanwhile, Mike and I are caught up in a playful bout of splashing and laughter.
Mike lunges forward, his hands reaching out to grab hold of me as he attempts to dunk my head beneath the surface of the lake. Caught off guard, I sputter and laugh, the icy water engulfing me.
For a brief moment, time seemed to stand still as we lost ourselves in the simple pleasure of each other’s company, the cares of the world melting away beneath the warmth of the sun and the cool embrace of the water.
Mike and I swim towards Tessie and Nate. The sound of rushing water grows louder, drowning out the playful splashing and laughter that had filled the air moments before. Nate has Tessie pinned gently against the smooth surface of a large rock, the mist from the waterfall enveloping them. Their bodies pressed close together, their movements slow and deliberate as they lost themselves in the moment’s passion.
Tessie’s hands find their way to Nate’s hair, her fingers tangling in the damp strands as she pulls him closer. Their lips meet in a kiss and the waterfall’s roar serves as a rhythmic backdrop to their embrace.
Mike and I swim closer. They seem lost in their own world, oblivious to our presence as they surrender to the intoxicating pull of their shared passion.
Mike approaches Tessie and Nate. She breaks away from Nate, her lips parting from his with a soft sigh. She turns her attention to Mike, her eyes sparkling with an undeniable warmth as she welcomes him into their intimate circle as their lips meet in a tender kiss.
Tessie’s skin glistens with moisture. Her hair slicks back from her face as droplets of water trail down her exposed skin. Her gaze flickers between Mike and Nate, a silent acknowledgment of the complex emotions that swirl within her. Their bodies entwined, Nate kisses her neck while Mike kisses her lips.
I swim over to them. Tessie is wrapped around Mike, her legs entwined around his hips as he holds her close. Nate positions himself behind her, his hands exploring the curves of her body with tender reverence, eliciting soft gasps and moans from Tessie’s lips.
At that moment, Tessie radiates beauty, her hair glistening with water droplets. Her eyes, alight with mischief and desire, meet mine for a fleeting moment, a playful smirk dancing on her lips before she turns her attention back to Mike and Nate’s intoxicating embrace.
Tessie breaks away from Mike’s embrace, a playful glint in her eyes as she turns her attention towards me. With a smirk playing on her lips, she swims gracefully through the water. With a soft laugh, Tessie wraps her arms around my neck, her body pressing close against mine in a sensual embrace. I can feel the heat of her skin against mine, the subtle rise and fall of her chest as she breathes.
Leaning in, our lips share a passionate kiss. Her breath mingles with mine in a heady rush of desire. At that moment, there was only Tessie and me, the rest of the world falling away as we surrender ourselves to the intoxicating pull of our shared passion.
As our kiss deepens, time seems to stand still.
Tessie’s hand intertwines with mine, silently beckoning me into the depths of the water. Beneath the surface the sunlight filters through, casting a golden glow around us as we move as one, weightless and free.
Our lips meet in a tender kiss, passion mingling with the water’s cool embrace. Small bubbles dance around us.
We raise our heads from the water, gasping for breath. I feel Tessie’s legs wrap around my hips, drawing me closer to her in the tranquil embrace of the lake. With a soft smile, I look into her eyes, the depth of my desire reflected in their depths. “The things I want to do to you,” I murmur, my voice barely above a whisper, “but it will have to wait until tonight, princess.”
“I’ll hold you to that,” she teases, her voice tinged with anticipation and excitement.
Laughing and chatting, we swim to the lake’s edge, our skin still tingling from the refreshing dip. The damp grass beneath our feet offers a gentle cushion as we hastily retrieve our scattered clothing. Tessie stands with her white t-shirt in hand.
Nate arches an eyebrow as he catches sight of Tessie’s braless state. “You’re not gonna wear your bra?” he inquires with a playful smirk.
Tessie shrugs nonchalantly, a mischievous glint in her eyes. “Nah,” she replies as she tosses her bra over the tree branch, letting it hang there like a forgotten accessory.
We hurriedly dressed, the fabric of our clothes offering a welcome barrier against the chilly breeze.
We straddle the waiting ATVs, the engines roaring to life beneath us. The rumble of the machines fill the air as we embarked on the journey back to the guesthouse, the fading light of the day casting long shadows across the rugged terrain.
TESSIE
Mike and I find ourselves in a warm embrace as the crackling flames dance in the fireplace, casting flickering shadows across the cozy lounge. He settles comfortably onto the plush sofa while I nestle on the floor, leaning against his legs, as our bodies bask in the comforting heat.
I hold a hairband, twirling it between my fingers as I watch the flames sway and leap.
Suddenly, I feel Mike shift beside me. His voice breaks through the peaceful silence, a soft whisper that stirs the room’s stillness. “Want me to braid your hair?” he offers, his tone warm and inviting.
Surprised by the suggestion, I turn my head to meet his gaze, a curious smile playing on my lips. “You know how to braid hair?” I ask, a hint of skepticism lacing my words.
Mike chuckles softly. “I did have a little sister,” he says, his expression softening.
With a gentle nod, I hand him the hairband, my heart fluttering with anticipation. Leaning forward, I offer him access to my wet, unruly locks. As his skilled fingers begin to weave intricate patterns through my hair, I close my eyes, surrendering to the soothing rhythm of his touch.
The room falls into a comfortable silence, broken only by the gentle sound of his fingers gliding through my hair and the fire crackling with each twist and turn of the braid.
Mike’s fingers complete the final twists of the braid. I ran my hands lightly over the smooth braid, marveling at the intricate pattern he had created.
“All done,” he announces softly, a hint of pride evident in his voice.
“Thank you,” I murmur, genuinely surprised by his hidden talent.
I tilt my head back with my gaze fixed on his, our faces inches apart. The warmth of his breath mingles with mine as our lips meet in a tender kiss.
As the warmth of the fire envelopes us, the lounge seems to pulsate with a cozy ambiance. The tender moment of our kiss lingers when the sound of footsteps draws our attention.
Nate appears, his muscular frame on full display as he enters the room topless, wearing nothing but an apron tied around his waist. With a grin plastered across his face, he holds up a food tray, his eyes sparkling with mischief.
“I’ve prepared some food for later,” he announces. “We just have to warm the hotdogs over the fire.”
