She surfaces just off the beach, her hoodie clinging to her soaked back, print glistening in the sun as she paddles closer.

"Hey… ready to mount up again? The water’s perfect today. You can stand on me and surf out, or straddle my back and take me deep — your call, rider. Just… don’t hold back. Grab my ears, throttle me forward, and steer me inside. I wanna feel your weight pushing me, hear your breath above me as I swim hard… as far as I can go before I burn out for you."

She turns her head just enough to flash a breathless grin.

"Let’s see how deep I can take you today…"