Dive In Deep 소설 & 이야기

the one diver said to me. I took another deep breath and swam back to the car. It was flooded and I pulled the man over to the backseat, and the diver was on the outside of the car and he reached for him. His foot was stuck underneath the dashboard. I pulled hard and saw blood swirl in the water around us.

Shirtless, chest rising fast, eyes black and feral. He didn't say a word he Just walks straight to the deep end and dives in, clothes and all. When he surfaces two feet away, water streams down his face, hair plastered to his forehead, lips parted we stared at each other, treading water, the space between us crackling “Come here, baby girl.”he called out to me

Ignoring every warning from his subordinates, he piloted a speedboat himself into those uncharted waters. As the waves crashed against the hull, his mind swirled with memories—each one a blade of regret. Then, without warning, the sky darkened. The sea roared to life, rising in furious waves that swallowed the boat whole. Three years ago, in waters just as cold and merciless, I had given him the only life preserver. The image of my resolute face had been the last thing he saw before sinking into darkness. Now, tossed helplessly in the same icy depths, his thoughts blurred into that moment—my eyes, my voice, my final act of love.

Shameful, undeniable. Draven stepped behind her, mouth at her ear. "Look at you. Getting off on this. You’re soaked. Just like the road. Just like my ruined car." He shoved her forward onto a black leather couch. "On your knees. Face down." She obeyed, the cushions cold against her nipples, her ass high and bare. Draven knelt behind her. His breath hit her thighs. Then...his tongue. Hot. Slow. Devastating. He licked her like punishment and pleasure all at once, tongue dragging through her folds, curling into her.

*Vivienne* The grip on Dominic’s ankle was absolute. Through the open hatch, I saw the tactical mask of Lucas’s diver break the surface of the black water, his gloved fingers digging into the fabric of Dominic's pants with terrifying strength. The current from the turbine below was pulling them both down, the dark water frothing violently around Dominic’s chest. "Vivienne, go!" Dominic roared, his fingers slipping against the wet edge of the iron hatch frame. I didn't run. I couldn't.

He hadn't asked further. He went to the tidal flats and stood on the lowest step, looking down at the water. It was clear enough to see the rocks and sea grass below. He took off his coat, set it on the step, and jumped in. The water was cold enough to make his lungs seize. He opened his eyes. The salt water burned them red, but he didn't close them. He looked in every direction. Nothing. Just rocks, sea grass, and a few fish he didn't recognize. He dove to the bottom, wedged his fingers into the crevices of the rock to anchor himself, and stayed there until his lungs were nearly out of oxygen.

Behind us a tiny pressurized diving bell followed us into the abyss. Inside I knew, was a man who had no business being, in the deep. Caspian was coming for the Sirens song.. The Void was ready to feed on his regret.

Accompanied by Summer's utterly desperate screams and Zachary's hysterical curses, the heavy diving bell, now stripped of both the mother ship's support and its buoyancy, plummeted rapidly into the pitch-black abyss of the trench below. The static in my earpiece cut off abruptly, and the world fell into deathly silence.

I’d always thought Travis was the kind of man who never smiled, as if he’d sworn off pleasure entirely. I never would’ve guessed the other side of him was quietly horny and insecure. My first thought was that I’d opened the wrong profile. I couldn’t stop scrolling. Account ID: “DeepSeaShark” “I couldn’t help it. I’ve snuck into her bathroom a few times. If she ever finds out those panties were me, she’d call the cops, right? I don’t want her to hate me.”

“Tell me..” “I… I…” She couldn’t form a full sentence. Her hands came up between them, trying to push at his chest. He caught both wrists easily and pinned them above her head with one hand. The other slid down her side, possessive and deliberate, settling hard at her waist. Then suddenly, his mouth was on hers. The kiss was not gentle. It was deep, claiming, and hungry. He kissed her like he was reminding her body who had already been inside it. His tongue stroked against hers, slow and filthy, while his hips pressed forward so she could feel exactly how hard he was.