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“Aren’t you going to deal?” She was staring at me.
I blinked away the fog and shuffled the cards. Then, I dealt, and we played. Sadly, or maybe not so sadly, she lost again. She handed me back the cards and before long we were both wearing robes and heading down to the hot tub area, which thankfully had doors that locked.
“Cheer up, Gwen. This is going to be fun. Besides, I won fair and square, and you lost. So, now it’s time to pay up.” I made sure the door was locked. No matter how late it was, I wasn’t in the mood to be interrupted.
The only thoughts I had were of sinking into that soothing warmth and sliding into her velvety wetness again. It was insanity, and somewhere in the recesses of my mind, I knew all this was a huge mistake.
I disrobed and helped her do the same. Somehow, the hotel had managed it — a lovely outdoor space that was completely covered and protected from any elements other than the fresh cool breeze. It felt good to be outside, even with the chill.
“Goodness, it’s cold out here.” Hurriedly, she climbed into the hot tub, and I closed the weather shade halfway so we could still enjoy the beauty without as much shivering and cold.
I’d brought our drinks down, so I handed hers off and climbed in, with mine in hand. I wanted to relax. It was odd how one woman could inspire so many confusing and unsettling emotions.
Between the atmosphere, the hotel, the agenda, and the company, it’s no wonder I feel so out of my element.
“So, a toast to our time here in New York.” We toasted and drank.
She leaned into me, and for two seconds I allowed myself to sink into that feeling of complete rightness that life would bring if I ever had a successful romantic relationship again.
Instantly, I snapped out of it and pushed that aside.That would never work for us. We are two different people — our personalities, our lifestyles, our mannerisms, and how we go about life. We might have great sex, but we would kill each other the rest of the time.
Still, I sat beside her, wondering, as things were too peaceful to relax and too comfortable for my liking. Anxiety came out of nowhere, and fear that things were going in a direction I didn’t want to go. I decided to get my reward.
Lightly, I slid my hand down her body to her leg, at her thigh just below her slit, and rubbed. Massaging softly, I moved my hand high up and rubbed her slit. I heard her sharp intake of breath but continued to stare out at the wintery abyss.
She parted her legs a little and her hips lifted. Using my fingers, I pressed into her and kissed the nape of her neck as she continued to pretend my caresses didn't affect her.
“You like it when I play with you, don’t you?”
She smiled. “I love it. You have perfect hands for it, and lips. Well, if I’m honest, perfect for sex.”
Her eyes softened and crinkled a little at the sides when she looked at me.
Our faces were so close. I could easily lean in and take a taste, give a little, and make her want more. I didn't want to. It surprised me, but I was content to just gaze into her eyes.
“You're so beautiful. I could look at you all day.”
Her smile deepened. “You are quite the charmer. It’s a good thing this is our last little sex adventure because a woman could easily get addicted to this type of treatment. Although not me of course, you grate on my nerves most of the time, but right now, you're sinfully delicious.”
I didn't have to do anything. Gwen touched her lips softly to mine. It was a kiss that stirred my desire completely out of control, and I lifted her up to sit on my lap. Immediately, I impaled her on my shaft, smiling when her head fell back, and she sighed heavily.
This is what I want, my sweet. Not all those fluttery words and nonsense. I want this, me deep inside you, you surrendering to pleasure.
I thrusted my hips up, fighting hard to control the animal inside. I wanted to release and needed it more now than ever. The business was a huge success, and that was a weight lifted off my shoulders. Now, I could move on to other things. Martie was on the mend, and soon I needed to return to the west coast. Right in this moment, the only thing I wanted was to blur those lines, forget about the past, and tomorrow, and sink myself deep into Gwen, so we would never forget how amazing our time together in New York had been.
I thrust my hips up over and over, the warmth of the hot tub soothing the aches in my body from a hard day. I held Gwen in place, clutching her small waist with my hands and pulled her tight to me so there was nowhere else to go.
Her hands clutched at my arms as she leaned back slightly, her naked nipples peeking out of the hot tub. She looked like a pagan goddess offering, all for me, and it drove me higher as I plunged into her.
She was crying, moaning, and panting — a soft, needy sound that brought out the animal. Wild, passionate, taking more than giving, I picked up the pace, watched her head whip from side to side, and felt the blood pumping fast through my veins.
I sunk into the rhythm, the sound of our passion echoing into the snowy wonderland around us. On one final, deep thrust, I groaned and came so hard I was dizzy, light-headed, and felt every inch of my body and hers quiver with release.
I heard her cries and my name called out as she shook and shivered. I pulled her to me and kept moving to take her further than ever before. When she was done, I held her close, and rested her head on my shoulder and chest.
“Wow, it’s insane how you make me explode, babe. I don’t know if you’ve cast a spell on me, but I feel like we could do this every day for years and I’d never tire of it.”
I was talking nonsense and knew it. The words that rolled off my lips were as shocking to me as they probably were to her.
