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Authors: Cambria Hebert
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my chest. I wrapped my arms around her tightly at the same time my tongue delved between her lips, seeking out hers.
She groaned and opened, and I kissed her with more heat than this hot tub could ever generate. As we kissed, she rubbed her chest against mine and moaned every time her nipples hit me just right.
Snow swirled around us, melting the second it touched our skin. The bitter winter wind threatened our passion, but the steam from the hot tub rose up and created a veil around our bodies.
I sank slowly, taking her with me until I was back in the bucket seat and she was in my lap. Eagerly, I reached for the red string at the base of her neck and tugged. She gasped and pulled her mouth free.
“We aren’t alone!”
“Yes, we are,” I murmured and sucked at her collarbone. She moaned and arched into me. “I told them all to stay the hell in the house. And they can’t see the hot tub from the windows.”
“They know what we’re doing out here,” she whispered like it was some big secret.
“Baby, they know we have sex.” I chuckled.
“But not when.”
I answered her rebuttal with another kiss. A deep one. The kind that made her body boneless, and I felt her surrender. Moving deliberately, I reached up and dragged the red top off her chest. The second it hit the water, I let go and it was carried away by the current.
“You knew exactly what my reaction would be when you put that damn bikini on,” I growled and bent my head toward her perky breast.
She whimpered when I latched on and suckled it into my mouth.
“Merry Christmas,” she said between pants and rolled her hips into me as I worked her breast.
Best gift ever. Rim in a tiny bikini had been on my bucket list, and now… now it was crossed off.
I slid my hands up her back and palmed her shoulder blades, motioning for her to arch back, to offer herself up to me. She did, and I damn near shot a load in my boxers. Her creamy skin was completely exposed with two perfect mounds in the center with pink, tight buds just begging for attention.
Steam rose and snow fell. I scraped my teeth over her midsection and then dove into her breasts once more. I sucked and kissed every last inch of her chest. I did it so well she moaned my name and begged me with the movement of her hips. She ground against me so insistently I almost lost control.
But I wasn’t done with her yet.
No way in hell. I set her away, in the seat directly across from me. Her eyes were unfocused and hazy. The confused sound she made felt like an award.
“Not yet, baby,” I murmured and shoved my hand in the center of her legs. She shuddered, and I smiled. The silky wetness her body produced just for me was so prominent it mixed with the water in the hot tub.
I pulled back, and she watched me with hooded eyes (her glasses were in the house). The ends of her hair floated out around her, almost concealing her from sight.
I took it as a short reprieve and tried to bring the pounding of my desire down to a dull roar. I floated back to my seat and held her eyes, and I reached beneath the water and stripped off my boxers. The dark fabric floated to the top when I released them.
She bit her lip.
“You make me so effing hard,” I whispered and took my throbbing cock in my fist.
She stared at the water, right where I was jacking myself, with rapt attention.
“I’ve never wanted anyone more in my entire life,” I said rough as I ran my fingers over the tip of my head.
She pushed out of her seat and came toward me. I released my cock and arched forward so she could grab it instead.
She jacked me slowly, up and down, paying extra attention to the swollen head every time she drew near.
My hand went between her legs, and she opened for me. She was still beyond wet, and it made me happy. I thought by now the water of the hot tub would have washed it all away.
“We might need to get out in a few, baby,” I said, hoarse, as she continued to work my rod. “Sex in a hot tub might
She groaned and opened, and I kissed her with more heat than this hot tub could ever generate. As we kissed, she rubbed her chest against mine and moaned every time her nipples hit me just right.
Snow swirled around us, melting the second it touched our skin. The bitter winter wind threatened our passion, but the steam from the hot tub rose up and created a veil around our bodies.
I sank slowly, taking her with me until I was back in the bucket seat and she was in my lap. Eagerly, I reached for the red string at the base of her neck and tugged. She gasped and pulled her mouth free.
“We aren’t alone!”
“Yes, we are,” I murmured and sucked at her collarbone. She moaned and arched into me. “I told them all to stay the hell in the house. And they can’t see the hot tub from the windows.”
“They know what we’re doing out here,” she whispered like it was some big secret.
“Baby, they know we have sex.” I chuckled.
“But not when.”
I answered her rebuttal with another kiss. A deep one. The kind that made her body boneless, and I felt her surrender. Moving deliberately, I reached up and dragged the red top off her chest. The second it hit the water, I let go and it was carried away by the current.
“You knew exactly what my reaction would be when you put that damn bikini on,” I growled and bent my head toward her perky breast.
She whimpered when I latched on and suckled it into my mouth.
“Merry Christmas,” she said between pants and rolled her hips into me as I worked her breast.
Best gift ever. Rim in a tiny bikini had been on my bucket list, and now… now it was crossed off.
I slid my hands up her back and palmed her shoulder blades, motioning for her to arch back, to offer herself up to me. She did, and I damn near shot a load in my boxers. Her creamy skin was completely exposed with two perfect mounds in the center with pink, tight buds just begging for attention.
Steam rose and snow fell. I scraped my teeth over her midsection and then dove into her breasts once more. I sucked and kissed every last inch of her chest. I did it so well she moaned my name and begged me with the movement of her hips. She ground against me so insistently I almost lost control.
But I wasn’t done with her yet.
No way in hell. I set her away, in the seat directly across from me. Her eyes were unfocused and hazy. The confused sound she made felt like an award.
“Not yet, baby,” I murmured and shoved my hand in the center of her legs. She shuddered, and I smiled. The silky wetness her body produced just for me was so prominent it mixed with the water in the hot tub.
I pulled back, and she watched me with hooded eyes (her glasses were in the house). The ends of her hair floated out around her, almost concealing her from sight.
I took it as a short reprieve and tried to bring the pounding of my desire down to a dull roar. I floated back to my seat and held her eyes, and I reached beneath the water and stripped off my boxers. The dark fabric floated to the top when I released them.
She bit her lip.
“You make me so effing hard,” I whispered and took my throbbing cock in my fist.
She stared at the water, right where I was jacking myself, with rapt attention.
“I’ve never wanted anyone more in my entire life,” I said rough as I ran my fingers over the tip of my head.
She pushed out of her seat and came toward me. I released my cock and arched forward so she could grab it instead.
She jacked me slowly, up and down, paying extra attention to the swollen head every time she drew near.
My hand went between her legs, and she opened for me. She was still beyond wet, and it made me happy. I thought by now the water of the hot tub would have washed it all away.
“We might need to get out in a few, baby,” I said, hoarse, as she continued to work my rod. “Sex in a hot tub might
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