Page 133 of I Choose You

I eased back, crawling and floating as I retreated. He frowned at the distance, confused, until I gripped the band of his swimsuit and tugged.

He smiled, lifting his hips to let me remove them as I sank toward the floor of the hot tub.

“What are you doing?”

I went under, stroking his dick that grew harder and longer with every stroke. Under the water, his cock was lubricated, and I lowered my lips to the head.

His knees jerked at the touch, and I spread his legs apart.

Holding my breath the best I could, I covered him. Licking him was harder, and sucking on him was tricky.

I burst up to the surface, drawing in air.

I didn’t get much. He slammed his lips over mine as he dragged me over his chest.

I pushed off of him and sank back down again.

His hand coiled in my wet hair. He didn’t grip it to take over. Instead, he seemed to shift it to the side, further from the jets.

Once more, I rose for air. He stole a shorter kiss from me, not caring at all that he could taste the flavor of his impending release in my mouth.

I dove back under, sucking harder and faster to the point I could tell he was pushing up into me. Gagging underwater would be scary, but I tested myself, taking him all and sucking every hard, throbbing inch of his dick into my mouth.

Just before I needed air, I moved my hand from his balls, where I’d been massaging them, and gripped the root of his shaft. He jerked, and as tangy, salty ropes of his orgasm shot into my throat, I swallowed and moaned. Only once I was sure I’d sucked him dry did I surface.

He groaned as I gasped in air.

“I guess you didn’t need to hold your breath for very long since I came so fast,” he growled. He sat up and kissed me, picking me up and spinning me in his arms.

“Let’s see how wet you are.” He lowered me on the wooden decking that the hot tub was sunken in to. His fingers clutched the baggy boxers that had billowed in the water.

“Of course I’m wet,” I said as I lay back, resting on my elbows to watch him as he knelt on the seat he’d been sitting in. “We’re in a hot tub.”

“No.” He licked his lips, tugging my naked body toward the lip of the tub. “Your claim about getting turned on when you suck me.”

I spread my legs, inviting him in. Cold air chilled me. Goosebumps coated my flesh. But with my legs in the water, the mist filling the air, and his hot smolder as he dragged his fingers up and down my entrance, I was super sensitive and too hot.

He grinned, playing with me with one hand as he reached up to undo my bra. “Soaked.”

Then he showed me just how much he liked it. He lowered his face to my pussy and ate me without a break. His tongue licked everywhere, from my back to my front. With just the right pressure to the sweet peak of pain, he sucked my clit in. His fingers stretched and stroked. And those bites? God. I didn’t care that there was a privacy fence blocking us back here. The neighbors had to be calling somewhere about a report of a rabid animal screeching.

His stubble burned against my thighs, furthering the sting of pain that heightened all the sensations that took over me.

“Kaden,” I moaned, gripping his hair after I lay back all the way.

I kept his face to my pussy, and when I tightened my fingers in his hair, I felt his grin against my thigh as he hissed. “Fuck, baby.”

“Please.”

He chuckled a sinister, gravelly sound and lowered his head again, sucking my clit to the point I screamed. I was so close. Too close. God, I wasn’t close enough.

“Please.” I screwed my eyes tight.

I held his head there and lifted my feet to the edge of the hot tub. Once I found purchase, my soles on the slippery hard rim, I thrust my hips up at his mouth, and he groaned.

I came too soon, crying out and shaking as the ecstasy filled my entire being. Every nerve felt frayed and sizzled. My pussy tensed, and my clit throbbed. The muscles in my vagina felt so swollen from all of the overwhelming sensations. I was ragged, drawing in heaving breaths of air as I came down from the high of yet another soul-crashing orgasm.

He didn’t stop. Stroking and licking, he delayed the final peak, prolonging the pleasure until I felt certain I’d cry.