Diver Nico Touches The Walls Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Loren!” Their voices reached me from outside. I could hear the fear bleeding through their screams. “Niko, climb the other wall. Get out. I’ll follow behind,” I said, my voice shaking. “No, you should go first. What if the wall collapses completely? The whole house could blow,” Niko argued, trembling as he stared at the cracking wall. I glared at him, and grabbed his wrist. “Climb the fucking wall now!” I growled. His hands shook as he gripped the crumbling surface. Dust and debris fell as he placed his hand on it, The wall cracked again as he climbed,But he climbed, slow and shaky, until he made it to the top and jumped down to the other side

I look up at the ceiling as the water bubbles behind me. “Father, keep my people safe.” I say when I turn to look at the tank of water filled with exotic fish when I’m hit from behind. I gasp and look down to see a harpoon sticking out of my side. Blood gushing, I turn to look behind me to see a diver, the last one alive it would seem when I move, ripping it out of my side. I scream before I throw it and it hits him in the chest. I stagger back and trip backwards as I enter the water. I sink, knowing I can’t shift. I try to swim up but I can’t. Fuck!

Once we are all done checking we jump into the water 2 by 2 after our instructor already went in as first. When we are all inside the instructor gives us a last reminder of the hand signals we have to use while diving and tells us to not to wander off too much so we can easily come back to the boat. We all nod and one by one we dive into the deep water, me and Conor as the last couple holding hands. Conor bought an underwater camera for this special occasion to capture us and also lots of sea creatures. The water is really clear and because of that we can see a lot! We both wander around separately but still close to each other pointing things out to each other when we see something interest

I just walked to the edge and dove. The water closed over me—cool, perfect, shocking every sore muscle awake in the sweetest way. I surfaced gasping, laughing, hair slicked back, droplets racing down my breasts and stomach like greedy fingers. Lorenzo dove in after me, cutting through the surface like he was made for it. He came up right in front of me, water streaming off his shoulders, his chest, the hard lines of his abs, his cock already half-hard and bobbing in the current.

Moments later, he tore off his shirt, put on swim trunks, and stormed down to the beach, rage and heartbreak pumping through his veins. Francesca and Aria were lounging on daybeds under a striped parasol. Noel was sipping coconut water beside Vincenzo, both half-watching the water. When Nico burst onto the sand, red-eyed and shaking, they all sat up. “What the hell happened?” Aria asked. “I don’t want to talk about it,” Nico muttered, charging toward the shoreline. “Nico…” Noel stood, but Nico was already waist-deep in the ocean. He dove in.

Seeing that her breathing was getting faster, the person in the wheelchair suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Nicole’s palm to soothe her anxiety. “Nicole, don’t be afraid. You know how to swim. We’re at the bottom of the sea now, so even if this place explodes, the shockwave won’t travel as quickly and violently as it would on land. You have to remember to hold your breath and swim upward later. Don’t care about anything else and keep swimming upward. You’ll be safe then.” He held Nicole’s hand tightly. His voice gave her a sense of familiarity. She shed tears in a daze and asked him, “What about you?”

He looks at me bare in the blue-green water and his jaw shifts and his hands find me immediately, cupping both breasts, thumbs working my nipples, and I grab his shoulders and pull him closer and feel him hard against my hip through his shorts. "What's your name?" I breathe. "Nico," he says against my throat. "Nico." I reach between us and press my palm against his cock and he hisses. "Get these off," I say. "Right now, Nico." He reaches down and pushes his shorts off and they float somewhere and then he's bare and I wrap my hand around him underwater and he is thick and hot even in the heated water and I stroke once and he groans low against my neck. "Reyna," he says tightly.

He was pissed because his body was aching for her. “Because he’s the best swimmer out of all of us,” Nicolas said behind him. Darcy ignored Nicolas and climbed up the ladder to the diving platform above. “And you? What are you doing here?” Sebastian asked. “Practicing my somersault,” Darcy shouted down. “Or you can’t tell?” Sebastian really couldn’t do much at this point as Nicolas proceeded to grab the remote control and open the skylight above, letting bright morning light into the indoor pool area. Then he pushed the button to open the glass wall as well to let in the warm spring air.

Nico kissed her neck. “Come for us, princess. Show us how much you need this.” She shattered. Screaming their names. Body clenching hard. Matteo groaned. Came deep in her pussy. Hot pulses. Luca followed seconds later. Filling her ass. Holding her tight. Nico pulled her mouth to his cock. She sucked eagerly. He came fast. Down her throat. She swallowed every drop. They stayed like that under the water. Panting. Holding each other.

This time, his palm brushed the middle of my back. I kicked him harder. Meanwhile, Igor looked like some kind of underwater photographer pro, swimming wherever the colors or action were. His waterproof camera was always ready. He captured shots of Mischa diving straight down like a bullet, Max trying to stand on a small coral rock, and slipping, and even Pascha nearly choking on seawater after my fifth kick.