And it's prize time!
It's the somewhat infamous pool scene from Pure. Now, the scene has been edited to protect certain identities and also not to ruin anything for those who don't want to be spoiled.So this scene is HEAVILY edited.
He removed his finger and planted his hands on either side of me, effectively caging me in. I looked up and our eyes locked. An immediate level of awareness passed between us.
The atmosphere was no longer playful or light, and as the silence grew, so did the nervousness in the pit of my stomach. He had that look on his face—all intent and purpose driven, and it was directed at me.
“I’m not done being stupid yet.” He leaned in. Strands of his wet hair brushed my forehead. “Actually, there’s a lot of stupid left in me.”
At once, I placed my hands against his chest to stop him. His skin felt incredibly warm for being above the water. I opened my mouth to respond, but found myself at a loss. A strange edginess swamped me.
Somehow, he managed to get closer and I… I didn’t push him away or move my hands. He seemed to read something in that, because his hands slipped away from the edge and fell to my waist.
“You know what?” His breath was warm against my cheek. “There are a lot of stupid things to do, but I really want to do the stupidest thing possible.”
“I want to kiss you.”
My stomach hallowed. “That is crazy.”
“I know. Maybe that’s why I want to.” His lips brushed against my cheek, sending shivers that had nothing to do with the cold air over me.
My hands slipped from his chest and I gripped the edge of the pool. “No, you don’t.”
He chuckled against my cheek. He slipped his fingers up my spine, curving his hand around the nape of my neck. “Are you arguing with me over what I want?”
“You’re arguing with me.”
“You’re ridiculous.” I felt him smile as his lips brushed over the line of my jaw, over the bruise. “It’s such an annoying quality, yet strangely endearing.”
My heart was beating way too fast. “Well… you’re annoying, too.”
He laughed again and pulled me against his chest. My fingers lost their tenuous grip on reality, falling into the water. He shifted, pressing my back into the pool edge. His hand left my waist, smoothed down over my hip and thigh. He hooked my leg around his, his hand sliding over my thigh.
“I know how badly you want me to kiss you.” He cupped my chin, tipping my head back with his other hand.
“That’s not true.”
“You lie. Why? I have no idea.” He pressed his lips against my cheek, then against my throat, my shoulder. The hand on my leg slipped between my thighs. My blood pounded, sending my heart into a frenzy.
“And I know you want me to kiss you.”
I grasped his arms “It’s not…”
“Not what?” He lifted his head, brushing his nose against mine.
“I…” Gods, I needed him to kiss me. I needed him to keep doing what he was doing with his hands.
He leaned back and brushed strands of wet hair off my face. The ache his hands created was almost too hard to deny. His breath danced over my cheek, then my lips. “Just let me kiss you.”
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