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“Well, because if I remember correctly, you told me that you hated me not too long ago.”
I felt my cheeks turn pink.
“Yes, I did. And I’m sorry for that.”
Dylan grabbed my hand and kissed the top of it.
“You’re forgiven.”
I laid my head back on his shoulder when something caught my attention out of the corner of my eye.
“Is that a hot tub?” I asked.
“What? Oh, yeah.”
“Can we get in?”
“You want to get in the hot tub? Now?”
I nodded my head emphatically and started pulling Dylan to his feet.
“Shall I grab a bottle of wine?” he asked.
“Yes, please!”
Dylan kissed my cheek and slipped inside and around a corner. When he was out of view, I raced over to the hot tub and pulled the cover off. I pulled my dress off my shoulders and let it fall to the floor. I hesitated for a moment, trying to decide how bold I wanted to be, but when I heard Dylan’s footsteps approaching, I had to make a snap decision.
“Wow,” he gasped as he stepped outside with a bottle of wine in one hand and two glasses in the other, “I figured you’d at least stay in a bra and panties.”
“Do you want me to put them back on?” I asked innocently.
“Fuck no,” he said, dashing to my side.
He set down the bottle and the glasses on a table next to the hot tub, and hastily removed his clothes. When he was just as exposed as I was, he stepped towards me and wrapped an arm around my waist. He pressed his forehead to mine and inhaled deeply.
The entire length of his body was pressed against me, keeping me warm from the cool air around us. I felt myself getting warmer and warmer with each touch of his, and I didn’t want him to stop.
He brushed a strand of hair away from my face. He cupped my jaw with his hand. He kissed the tip of my nose, and with each movement, my legs got weaker and weaker. I was melting in front of him.
He grabbed me around the waist and lowered me down into the warm water before joining me. I know I had seen him naked before, but there was something about this encounter that was different from the others. I didn’t have that hatred for him brewing anymore, and we weren’t trying to be quick and quiet in the airplane bathroom.
We could enjoy each other and take our time. I wanted to touch every inch of his skin, and I wanted him to do the same to me. He pushed my hair back again and wrapped a hand around the back of my neck. He pulled me into him and pressed a gentle kiss to my lips.
His tongue parted my lips and slid inside with agonizing slowness. His free hand slid up my side, just to the outside of my breast. He tickled my skin and drew slow circles with his fingers, a bit too far from where I wanted him to be.
He was torturing me and he knew it. And I was letting him. I would let him torture me like this all night long if he wanted to.
“You’re so soft,” he grumbled into my mouth, “and so smooth. And so…”
“What?” I whispered.
“Perfect.”
I let out a small laugh, but when I pulled back and looked into Dylan’s eyes, I realized he was being completely sincere. He pulled me into his chest, giving me perfect access to kiss his earlobe. I worked there for a moment before moving down to the column of his neck, then to his collarbone.
He pulled me onto his lap, and I put one knee on either side of his hips. I couldn’t decide what was hotter, the water between us, or the desire that I felt burning from Dylan. He squeezed my hips and pulled me as close to him as I could possibly get. He let out another long exhale and pulled away.
“I wanted to be a gentleman tonight,” he said, pausing after the last word.
