The water of the Blue Fall felt like liquid diamonds against their skin, but the heat between them was becoming a wildfire. Ethan’s hands, slick with river water, began to slide under the hem of Bella’s soaked top, his fingertips grazing the sensitive skin of her ribs. Every touch sent a jolt of electricity through her, blurring the lines between the cold of the forest and the fever of the moment.
As the kiss deepened, becoming more frantic and desperate, Ethan’s breathing turned into ragged growls. He began to tug at the fabric of her shirt, his intention clear in the way his body pressed into hers.
"Ethan, wait," Bella gasped, breaking the kiss and pressing her palms against his damp chest. Her chest was heaving, her eyes darting toward the dark line of ancient trees surrounding the po
