“Keep your head above water—and the rest of you below it,” Brock snapped.
“What’s the fun in that?” Kincade complained, but Brock shot him a look and he shut up.
Jessie squeezed my hand, reminding me he was there. “You’re going to have to close your mouth at some point, Maddie.” I blushed and he shot me a wink.
I tried to think of something—anything—to say. But the image of just that split second of Kincade, in all his naked glory, had rendered me speechless.
“Do you need mouth to mouth resuscitation?” Jessie teased.
“No,” I finally managed. Then I shifted my gaze to Brock. “You were on the high school swim team with Doug and these guys, right?”
He nodded.
“By any chance, were you the captain?”
The big man nodded as he treaded water effortlessly. He had a smirk on his face that was as sexy as Kincade flashing me. He dove under water again, but this time, as he completed his surface dive, I saw a flash of his very fine ass. Unlike Kincade, I suspected he hadn’t done it on purpose—but that he wouldn’t have minded if he knew I saw him.
After two displays of skin, it finally occurred to me that the man I was clinging to was naked, also.
“What?” Jessie asked, watching my face closely.
“Nothing. I’m just not used to this kind of thing.”
“Are you a skinny dip virgin?”
I blushed even though I knew he was asking if it was my first time swimming naked—or nearly naked—rather than asking about my sexual experience, or lack of it. “I guess I’m not anymore.”
Jessie grinned, and then moved closer. His kind eyes had the kind of gleam I was more used to seeing in Kincade’s. “Newsflash: you’re not actually skinny dipping.”
I glanced down at the ample cleavage on display. The triangles of the bikini didn’t cover much at all. “I feel naked.”
“Trust me, you’re not.” Kincade swam toward us. Without asking, he reached for my hand. I took it, and the two of them easily supported me, leaving me nothing to do but to float almost upright in the water. It also left them each a free hand though they didn’t appear to need it.
Brock appeared out of nowhere, his head breaking through the water right in front of us. “What are we doing here?” He took in the way Jessie and Kincade were holding my hands. “Playing ring around the rosie?”
Kincade laughed. “There’s an idea.” He swam off to the side, pulling me with him. I yelped as he tugged me through the water. Jessie swam after us, still holding my hand. Within a minute, we were circling Brock as if he was the center of a whirlpool. Or maybe as if he were the rosie.
I laughed as the guys pulled and pushed me along. The sideways swimming caused us to bump into each other a lot, and at first, I tried to identify every body part that brushed up against me, but then I gave up. They were naked and I was nearly so, and there was a whole lot of inadvertent touching going on. Or possibly some advertant touching on Kincade’s point. If that was even a word.
It was silly and sexy and fun. Before long, I was laughing and brushing up against them just as much as they were against me.
Brock just stared at us, one eyebrow raised, as we swam around him. He looked aloof, and above it all—until he reached out and grabbed me, yanking me out of Jessie and Kincade’s grasp. In an instant, my back was pressed up against his front. He did scissor kicks with his legs, keeping us both afloat. With his legs moving around that much, it pushed his naked cock against the back of my thighs.
Oh.
My.
God.
I could feel it, dangling between his legs and brushing against mine. His arms held me securely, and I could feel every inch of his broad, sculpted chest. My heart started pounding like crazy, and moisture gathered between my legs that had nothing to do with the water around us.
Kincade and Jessie stared at us with shock. Jessie’s gaze was tinged with concern—Kincade’s was tinged with lust.
Still gripping me tightly, Brock dipped his head and nuzzled my hair with my nose. “Sorry, miss, but you looked like you were in need of rescue.”
Shit, his voice was sexy. Every single thing about him was sexy—and for some crazy reason, the way the guys were watching as Brock held me tightly made the whole thing even hotter.
“I—I—I guess I was in danger,” I said, my voice hardly more than a whisper. “Thank you for rescuing me, kind sir.”
“Anytime.” His voice was a growl in my ear.
Kincade smirked. “You’re lucky he’s not trying to tow you back to shore.”
“Why’s that?” My voice sounded breathless and anyone hearing it would know how turned on I was. And the guys definitely all heard it.