Page 58 of Season of Wrath


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“Are you ready for your next spa experience?” I tease, loosening my tie and hanging it over the back of the hotel room’s leather chair.

“There’s more?” she asks, her eyes bugging with disbelief.

“I hope you remembered to pack a swimsuit,” I tease.

“You didn’t tell me I would need one!” she objects.

“Hmm.” Eyeing her dress up and down, I scrutinize her appreciatively. “Well, then. I suppose you’ll just have to go naked.”

“I can’t go to a spa naked!” She gasps, appalled.

A low chuckle rumbles up my chest. “Not even if I join you?”

Heidi bites her lip, her expression tentative but surprisingly tempted, and it only makes me want to ravish her more. But first, I should put her out of her misery. “We have our own private hot tub.”

Laughing outright, Heidi drops her shoulders, her discomfort vanishing. “Oh, well in that case...”

Rather than giving me the okay, she reaches up behind her neck and undoes the two crystal buttons I’ve been wanting to release all night. The top of her dress trickles down the front of her in an emerald waterfall, slowing only as it nears her hips.

I groan as I realize she hasn’t been wearing a bra all night.

Her nipples stand out, delicate rose-colored nubs against creamy flesh, inviting me to cup and cradle them. But Heidi doesn’t stop there. Hooking her thumbs into the shiny silk, she guides the fabric the rest of the way over her hips, allowing it to pool around her feet.

“Christ, woman,” I hiss, stepping forward involuntarily when I realize she hasn’t been wearing a stitch of underwear all night.

“Ah-ah,” she scolds lightly, her fingertips finding my chest to stop me from pulling her into my arms. “You said you would be joining me.”

Releasing a growl of frustration, I resume taking my suit jacket, then shirt, off. At the same time, Heidi slips out of her heels. Before I can fully remove my slacks, she’s already heading toward the glass door of the patio.

Her hips sway seductively, inviting me to join her as she slips confidently into the inky night.

Like a small swimming pool built directly into the floor of our balcony, the hot tub is illuminated, casting a soft blue light on the steam rising from its surface. I find myself spellbound for a moment as Heidi slowly descends the steps into the luminescent water.

“Coming?” she asks, glancing over her shoulder at me as I hesitate in the doorway.

I follow her into the water, only stopping when she’s within my reach. Then I pause as something catches my attention from out of the corner of my eye.

I had arranged for a bottle of champagne and a platter of ripe strawberries to be brought to us ahead of time, and my eyes shift to them now, already sitting in wait, the glasses of bubbly freshly poured.

Suddenly, the ambiance feels more intimate than I had intended, passing beyond romantic to something more intentional. Keeping my tone casual, I suggest, “Champagne?”

“Sure,” she agrees, flashing me a smile as she accepts the delicate crystal flute.

Then we settle onto the seat, submerging our bodies up to our necks, our knees brushing as we sit close together. The burbling water is warm and inviting, and for a moment, we silently soak in the luxurious surroundings.

I catch Heidi studying me from the corner of my eye, her soft hazel eyes sparkling with curiosity. “Maks, this is incredible,” she says when I meet her gaze. “But what’s the occasion? Why are you pampering me so thoroughly?”

I’m glad she seems to understand without saying that, as romantic as this night might seem, it’s not an attempt to make our situation more than what we initially agreed upon. Leaning close, I murmur, “I closed on a very big deal today, and I wanted to celebrate.”

“Congratulations!” Her smile widens, and she clinks her champagne glass against mine. “I’m honored to be a part of your celebration.”

“You are definitely that,” I agree, unable to resist her any longer.

Wrapping an arm firmly around her waist, I pull her onto my lap so she’s straddling me on the hot tub’s bench seat. Her soft breasts find my chest, trapping the warmth between us, her flesh as silky against my skin as the dress she just took off.

Wrapping one arm around the back of my neck so her champagne flute rests behind me, Heidi places her other palm over my heart. Then she leans in slowly, her eyes shifting down to my lips.

With my palm spreading between her shoulder blades, I trap her to me as I close the distance between us, stealing a fiery kiss. Heidi melts into me, her tongue dancing out to tangle with mine in a deep and passionate embrace.

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