I clear my throat. “So… legend has it, the couple who first bought this property over a century ago found this exact spring while hiking. They were madly in love, but hadn’t told each other yet. Both of them had come from broken families, so they didn’t know if they believed in love… or if they evencould. But then, they jumped into this spring—just like we did—and when they came up for air, they shouted ‘I love you’ at the exact same time. No planning. Just their hearts speaking for them.”
Genevieve’s eyes stay locked on mine. She's quiet, listening.
“They were stunned. But they realized it was the truth. That the water had somehow stripped away all the fear and left only honesty. Since then, couples have come here hoping for the same kind of clarity… hoping the spring will help them speak what they’re too scared to say.”
She shifts in my arms, slipping out of my hold, standing just in front of me now. Staring at me with those wide, glassy,dangerouseyes.
I keep going. “My parents… were one of those couples. They came here. They were scared too, but after time in the spring, they told each other they loved each other for the first time.”
Her eyebrows lift in surprise—but then she blinks, like she’s remembering something.
“My parents were one of those couples too,” she says softly and the air between us changes completely. The weight of it hits me in the chest.
I’m stunned. “Wait. Seriously?”
She nods, “Seriously. They brought me here when I was little. Said the spring helped them fall in love. I always dreamed of coming back one day… hoping maybe it’d happen to me too.”
Something tightens in my throat. My heart’s pounding against my ribs like it wants out.
I laugh quietly, trying to wrap my head around it. “So you let me ramble through that whole story while you already had your own?”
“I didn’t know the details,” she says. “I just knew it was special. And now…”
Now we’re standing here, in the same water our parents once stood in, under the same sky, sharing the same kind of moment.
It feels like fate, like something bigger than us is at work here, something ancient and sacred.
“Genevieve,” I say her name like a prayer, stepping closer and picking her back up so she wraps herself around me again.
She doesn’t look away, doesn’t blink.
Then she says it. First. Brave.
“Aspen… I love you.”
My heart cracks open.
I don’t hesitate. “I love you too.”
And then I kiss her, not like before. This one is slow, deep, filled with something that makes my chest ache. Somethingreal. She tastes like steam and spring water and forever.
And in that moment, I realize that I could spend every day for the rest of my life falling in love with her, over and over again.
33
Genevieve
We stumble into the apartment with our bodies remaining close the entire time. Once the door is closed behind us, Aspen locks it and makes a move to remove my coat, jacket and shirt. Everything is happening so fast with so much passion that I am just as eager to remove Aspen’s clothes as he is to remove mine.
We nearly trip on our way to the room while both of us are trying to remove our pants. We are undressing so fast you would think we were in a fastest undressing competition. When we make it to the room, all we have left is our undergarments while the rest of our clothes leave a trail on the floor behind us.
He removes my bra with one hand which has me so impressed because most guys couldn’t take off a bra if their life depended on it. My nipples are free and are beginning to harden due to my arousal. Aspen rubs my clit over the fabric of my panties and begins to suck on one of my tits. I tilt my head back and enjoy the rhythm of his tongue. His fingers and tongue work simultaneously to arouse me in multiple different places. He knows just what my body craves.
I run my fingers through his hair and give his strands a little tug. He moans softly against my nipple and that sound alone starts to make my clit throb. He moves my panties out of the way to slide his fingers in. Now I let out a moan and I think I give him the same effect he did me. His dick throbs against my belly button and I start sliding my panties down off of me so he can stick his dick in me.
My thong is now wrapped around my ankles and I take one foot out and use my other foot to kick them to the side. Aspen bends down and wraps his arms underneath my butt so he can easily pick me up. My legs wrap around him and his dick is just simply touching my clit. He pins me against the wall and begins to kiss my neck.
His hot breath against my skin is sending chills down my back. His teeth begin to bite my skin gently but hard enough that I feel a tiny spike of pain, but pain that I like. Pain that turns me on.
