...Then he felt small, deft hands on his legs. They ran up his calves to the insides of his thighs. Startled, he jumped, making his trapped foot twist painfully. Fingers flicked his balls, then danced back down his legs. But how could anybody have sneaked up on him underwater? He must be imagining things. More than once over the past few years, he’d thought the underwater currents felt like a human touch. He’d always reacted the same way he did now, with an instant hard-on.

Man, you’re pathetic, he chided himself.

The memory of how he’d sometimes become so turned on he’d had to beat off right there in the water, though, only made the pressure in his groin worse.

To his astonishment, the hands settled on his entangled ankle. They didn’t feel anything like rippling water now. The wiry roots snapped, freeing him. Before he could either paddle away or climb onto the bank, a head popped above the surface. A girl with green hair that floated behind her like a cape. Did she actually have robin’s-egg-blue skin?

Girl? Or maybe a woman. She looked as if she might be a few years older than Adam, in her early twenties. He didn’t have much time to analyze her appearance, though. She wrapped her arms around him and brushed his lips with hers. Her breasts touched his chest. Her naked breasts.

His cock sprang to attention. When his lips parted in a gasp, her tongue probed between them. His own darted out to meet it. Automatically, his arms went around her waist, and his hands wandered down her back to stroke her bottom. One of her hands cupped the back of his head, while the other one danced along his spine. Tiny electric shocks zapped him. No girl he’d ever kissed before had acted like this.

A fleeting thought struck him that his friends must have put her up to it. Any second now, they’d jumped out of the trees, laughing their heads off, while she wiggled out of reach and swam away.

He broke off the kiss. “What are you doing? Where did you come from?”

“Right here. I’ve been watching you, Adam.”

“How’d you know my name?” That settled it, his friends must have bribed her to make an idiot of him.

“I’ve always known you. I’ve been waiting for this chance. Why do you think you got stuck just now?” The firm tips of her nipples grazed his chest.

“What are you talking about?”

“I did that so you couldn’t escape and catch up with the other boys. Then I ordered the roots to let you go so we can play together.”

She gave orders to plants? Was she crazy, or did she think he was a pushover for fantastic stories? “Play what?”

“This, of course.” She bobbed up and down, rubbing her bare skin over his chest and thighs. The water slithered between them like silk. “The way we’ve done before when you couldn’t see me. This time I want you to know I’m here.”

His erection strained against the constriction of his swimsuit. Tightening his arms around her, he planted a tentative kiss on her parted lips. Her tongue teased him, and he explored the moist heat of her mouth. The pulse pounded in his temples. Daring to stroke down her back again, he squeezed the curve of her bottom. She pressed harder against his body. Every inch of contact scorched his flesh.

The blood roared inside his head when she eased one hand between them and inside the waistband of his trunks. Shuddering, he dragged his mouth away from hers and nuzzled the hollow of her neck. She encircled his cock. It leaped in response.

When her fingers swirled over the tip, he felt the pressure building so fast he knew he would burst any second. “I have to come!” he groaned.

“Yes,” she murmured. She stopped her caresses and skinned his trunks down to his hips. Her legs floated up to clamp around his waist. Grasping one of his hands, she guided it to her breast. “Touch me here.”