Excerpt

Gato Negro

by Ali Katz

He took to the water like an otter, coming up for air and diving back to the bottom. When he came up the second time, he swam over to her with strong smooth strokes. The sight of him stole her breath away.

He rested his arms on her rock, watching, with his upper torso above the water. His long black hair washed back to reveal the whole of his face. Heart shaped, with a small widow's peak at the hairline. But it was his eyes that held her, wide spread, golden orbs, deep-set and shadowy. He had a dangerous look about him.

"Kiss me, or stop looking like that at me." His voice was silk over gravel.

Eyes locked to his, she slowly finished removing the boots and socks and slipped out of the shorts. Down to swim trunks and bra, she rolled onto her stomach, and taking his head between both hands, had her way with his mouth.

At first, he stood still for her gentle nibbles and licks, lips parted, wearing a tiny smile. She grew bolder, sucking. His taste was cool, fresh. She wanted more and took it, invading the moist warmth, exploring every crevasse. Deep inside the smoldering coals of her desire ignited.

On cue, he took possession of the kiss with a needy hunger of his own until she had to come up for air.

She rolled to her back and lay head down over the edge of the boulder where she could inspect his face, upside down.

"I dream about you," she admitted.