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Thorne’s heart pounded wildly as he and Eden swam toward the rock ledge that would lead them behind the falls. He wanted to nest, to build her a proper spot for whatever came next, but he was too nervous to focus on anything except getting behind the curtain of water.
He climbed in first and turned to help her up. The light hit her body, baring her to him, and his heart stopped. She was exquisite, beauty beyond words. Her breasts were full and soft, her n*****s a lovely dark-rose color that made his body stiffen all over. The full flare of her womanly hips, so different from his own, called for his hands to touch. He wanted to feel her body pressed to his, feel their skin touching everywhere at once.
Eden stood up on her toes and kissed his parted lips. The heat of her in his arms was
