Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 23426 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 117(@200wpm)___ 94(@250wpm)___ 78(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23426 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 117(@200wpm)___ 94(@250wpm)___ 78(@300wpm)
“Umm… jump,” I say with a gulp.
She laughs. “You don’t look too sure.”
“I’m sure,” I say with a shakiness in my voice. “I’m ready.”
“Great! I’m Ivy and welcome to Greene Mountain Bungee.” She tells me what to expect and what I have to do. I can’t help but think she looks familiar. She has long blonde hair and bright blue eyes. Is she…?
“Are you the owner?” I ask when she’s getting out the forms.
“Part owner,” she says. “I own it with my brother Julian.”
“Oh…” I say as I get tingles all over. “Cool.”
“He’s the one who will be strapping you in,” she says like it’s nothing. My body gets tight all over as she continues. “I need you to sign this release form and put your information here.”
I can barely read it. My nerves are going to be shot after this. From the jump, from Julian—the next thirty minutes are going to be wild.
“You have a choice,” Ivy says, “of dipping into the river or stopping above it.”
“Oh.”
“You don’t have to decide now,” she says. “You can take a look and then let my brother Julian know.”
I tap my credit card on the machine and Ivy smiles. “Great! You can wait in line on the bridge and go when you’re ready. You can watch a few jumps first if you want to see what you’re in for.”
“It’s safe, right?”
She nods her head reassuringly. “Very safe. You’ll be in good hands with my brother. He’ll take care of you properly.”
My cheeks blush as I force out a smile. I’m hoping she can’t tell that my mind is full of dirty thoughts right now. They’re all featuring her brother’s ‘good hands’ and I’m thinking of all the ways that he can ‘take care of me properly.’
Ivy leaves to greet another couple walking up the dirt road behind me, so I take a deep breath and walk onto the steel bridge.
Another person leaps off. It’s a guy this time, but you wouldn’t know it by the sound of his high-pitched squeal as he goes over.
My eyes are locked on the area near the platform, but I can’t see much with all of the people blocking the view. Finally, I get to a spot with an unobstructed view and I see Julian looking over the edge.
“Fuck,” I whisper when I see him from behind. He does have a nice ass. I knew it.
His blond hair is tied back in a ponytail and he’s wearing a light blue Polo and jeans. His muscular back looks massive as he reaches over and grabs onto the thick bungee cord.
A deep sexual throbbing unleashes itself in my body while I watch him start to pull the cord up. There’s a machine that pulls the cord up as well, but I guess it’s too slow for him, or maybe he’s getting his exercise in, because he’s doing it all himself.
I walk to the side, trying to get a better view. My eyes are locked on him. He’s so fucking hot.
His large feet are rooted on the ground and his thick muscular legs are spread apart as he wraps the heavy cord around his flexed forearm and starts pulling.
My mouth drops as I stare at him in awe. His shoulders, arms, and chest all flex whenever he pulls back with a grunt. He heaves and pulls the cord up a few feet at a time, moving faster than the machine over his head ever could.
This is worth the price of admission right here. His large back muscles clenching, his arms jacked to the max, this guy can really put on a show.
He pulls the man up and unties the bungee cord from his legs.
A couple goes next and he ties them both together. I don’t know if I’d ever be up for that. I’d be too worried my jumping partner would head butt me in the mouth or something.
I slip into the line and watch them jump over. They both scream all the way down. The river is raging under them—white rapids and jutting rocks. If that cord snaps, you’re as good as dead.
They both touch the water, dipping their hands and heads. They come back up dripping wet.
The view is incredible as Julian pulls them up, grunting with every powerful heave. His muscles clench and strain with the effort of pulling up two people. I clench and strain with the effort of holding back a moan.
There are six people in front of me. The next girl who goes is really nervous. I keep my eye on Julian and smile when I see how he calms her down.
“I got you,” he says in a soft soothing voice. “I won’t let anything happen to you. I promise.”
“Okay,” the girl says as she stares into his gorgeous blue eyes like she’s hypnotized by them. “I’ll do it.”