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“Here’s your champagne,” I said, handing Thea a dangerously full mug. I hadn’t quite emptied the bottle into the mugs, but I’d come close. Setting my mug on the café table, I carefully climbed into the hot tub, settling into a seat on the opposite side.
“Come closer,” she said, holding up her hand as if I was a mile away and not an arm’s length.
I picked my mug off the table and floated my way to her, settling onto the bench, hot jets massaging my back. Groaning, I flopped my head back.
“We should have done this last night,” she sighed.
“We should have blown off the massage. Why did that leave me so sore?” I shifted lower in the tub, letting the jets soothe the ache in my lower back.
“Well, I didn’t want to call you out during the massage, but you were tense the entire time. You could have told them to back off.”
I picked my head up. “And admit I couldn’t take it? Not a chance. Especially when you kept telling your masseuse to go harder.”
“You were getting competitive with me?”
“Maybe a little,” I admitted.
She tilted her head back against the headrest. “You’re awful.”
“And yet you took me on this really nice vacation. I can’t be all bad.”
She rolled onto her side, facing me. Steam billowed around her as her lips pursed, taking me in. “You’re not even a little bad, if I’m honest.”
I sank down in the tub, turning my head so I was only inches from her lips. “I like when you’re honest.”
Her bottom lip slipped into her mouth and she took a deep inhale.
“Do you want to talk about the kiss yesterday?”
She shook her head, lips pulling up into a smile.
“Want to check if we’re still into it today?”
The mischievous glint in her eyes told me the answer before she nodded. She leaned forward, lips brushing mine with a soft sigh that made me instantly hard. She pressed a hand on my bare chest, pushing me onto my back. Before I caught my breath, she straddled my hips, her lips fused to mine.
“Thea,” I groaned, pushing my hips back into the plastic molded seat in a hopeless attempt to not jam my hard dick into her thighs.
“What?” she asked, feigning innocence even as she relaxed into my lap, my tented dick pressed to her bikini bottoms. “We’re just kissing.”
She brushed her thumb over my ear before running her fingers through my hair, fingertips massaging my scalp until I relaxed my head back. Her lips nipped at my jawline, drawing closer to my lips without ever seeming to land on them. Not that I contributed much. My body froze as my mind fixated on every inch of contact between us: her lips on my chin, her hand pressed to my torso, her puckered nipples pressing my chest through the fabric of her bikini. I could barely breathe.
“Relax, Benny,” Thea purred into my ear before nipping my ear lobe.
The quick bite of pain returned at least a limited function of my body. I wrapped an arm around her waist, capturing her lips and sliding my tongue into her mouth. She tasted like honey and cream, bubbles and roses. An unexpected combination that made me want to taste her again and again. My grip around her waist tightened, drawing her closer.
Her hard nipples rubbed against my chest as she rolled her hips. The combination of the hot tub and the friction between our bodies left me light-headed. “Thea, what are you—”
She cut me off with a kiss, her hand squeezing my cheek before dipping down into the water and covering mine. She guided it up, past her exposed torso until I cupped her breast in my hand. “Let’s not overthink this now.”
I didn’t want to overthink it. Hell, I could barely think at all. Everything felt muddy, like I was shoulder-deep in quicksand and about to sink. I ran my thumb over her nipple, burrowing my face into her and pressed teasing kisses up her neck. She tilted her head back, releasing breathy gasps as I eased the fabric down, exposing her breasts to the chilly night air. My lips made their way back down, pausing to take her in: skin tinged pink from the heat of the tub, cheeks red, black hair askew in her messy bun, and gray eyes wide and glassy with want.
I pulled her breast into my mouth, fingers kneading the other breast as she whimpered. She curled into me, her cheek brushing the top of my head and her arms wrapping around me. My hand at her back sank lower, cupping her ass and pulling her closer until everything was Thea: the taste on my lips, the sound of her voice, the feel of her skin.
Perfection.
Her hips rocked against me. “I need you to fuck me, Benny.”
The pleading in her voice sent a rush of heat to my dick and, for the first time since high school, I considered the very real possibility that I’d come in my pants. I rounded her ass, taking my time down her inner thigh before pressing my palm against her mound. She arched her back, head dropping back as she sucked in a breath. I pushed away the fabric, running a finger down her smooth slit before pressing my thumb against her clit.
