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She rolled her eyes and relaxed her posture. “Okay, where are you going with this?”
Finished with lunch, Ryan jumped up and put out his hand for her. “Cross country skiing. You ready to get back into action?”
“You better believe it.”
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Ryan propped his skis and poles and laughed as Bethany jumped into his arms. “You look like a kid on Christmas morning.”
“I feel like one,” she said, wrapping her legs around his hips as she rained kisses over his neck and face. “God, that was so amazing. I can’t believe how long it’s been. The rhythm of it, sliding over actual snow, the cold air in my lungs. It doesn’t get any better! It was so great. You’re so great.” She pulled his earlobe into her warm, wet mouth and flicked her tongue over it, making him hard as she gripped him tighter with her legs. With her lips grazing the outer edge of his ear, she whispered, “I don’t want this rush to end. Take me inside and do something crazy and deviant to me.”
The sexy demand was something he would happily accommodate.
Kicking their shoes, jackets and hats off, they couldn’t get naked fast enough. His cock pressed hard against his jeans as he ground between her legs, pinning her back against the hallway wall.
She tore at his shirt, pushing it over his shoulders, and jerked it down his arms. She was wild with lust, and not being inside of her drove him insane.
They crashed against one wall long enough to get his shirt off of her, staggered down the hall, kicking off their jeans and sweats, and slammed through the doors to the spa, each wearing a pair of Ryan’s boxers. He, though, had a foil condom packet tucked into the waistband of his.
Bethany’s eyes were smoky, her breath puffing in short pants. Standing on the cool, tile floor in front of him, she dropped slowly to her knees and hooked her fingers into the top of his boxers. His cock jutted out through the front opening, and she carefully pulled the elastic over the tip then slipped the shorts down to the floor.
She splayed her fingers wide over his legs as she ran he
r hands up his thighs and over his balls to circle his cock with a hold too light to be considered anything but torture. She peered up at him and, leaning forward, parted her lips to take him.
The hot, wet pull of her mouth over the head of his cock was pleasure in its purest form.
She opened wider and took him inch by inch into her mouth until he met the back of her throat. Her tongue swept under his shaft, and she relaxed, somehow taking him further into her tight depths.
Pulling back almost to the head, she swirled her tongue around the tip and let out a low, sultry moan that had his balls tightening. Then she pushed forward over him, again taking him deep into her throat.
His fingers sifted in the sexy tangle of gold curls she constantly wrestled with, gripping her scalp as she moved back and forth over him. He let her lead for a moment then nudged her off his cock. Kneeling before him, she looked up with eyes filled with questions.
“I’ll never last if you do that, and I’ve got other plans for right now.”
He helped her up and leaned in to kiss her pink lips, swollen from sucking him. God, she was gorgeous. Slipping his tongue between them in a tease, he ached to have his cock back inside her. He guided her over to the edge of the spa where he turned on the jets then jumped in before helping her step down into the steaming water.
Buoyant in his arms, he spun her around so her back pressed against his chest. With one arm wrapped across her breasts, he held her against him, while the other arm extended down between her legs to stroke her pussy. The soft strands of her tight curls teased and tickled his fingers as a thousand tiny bubbles released with the brush of his hand.
Her head rolled back, and she let out a tiny mew that had his cock throbbing against the soft crack of her ass. He nuzzled his mouth against her neck, close to her ear. “Put your knees on the shelf and hold onto the ledge, baby.”
She pulled her legs forward and spread them wide over the sunken seat at the side of the spa. The jets started slow, but he could already feel the gentle rush of water against his hand as he lazily fingered her opening.
“Stay right here.” He withdrew his hand and reached for the condom at the side. He tore the wrapper open with his teeth and put it on, quickly repositioning himself behind her. “Can you feel that?” he asked, testing the flow of water that rushed between her legs.
“Yes. Feels good.” She rocked her hips forward and back against the increasing spray of water, her breasts dipping beneath the bubbling foam.
He shifted behind her, bent one leg, and planted his foot at the outside of her knee on the shelf, notching his cock head at her opening. The rush of water from between her legs lapped like a thousand tongues over his shaft.
She tried to rock back against him, but he steadied her with his hands at her hips.
“Tell me you want me,” he whispered into her ear.
“I want you,” she moaned.
He pushed his cock into her an inch, making her gasp and pant as the jet whooshed over her clit. “Just to fuck you?”
She tensed against him, and then answered, “No.”
