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Authors: Stacey Lynn
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close to my ear. I wonder if he enjoys watching me shiver and come apart under his warm breath and sexy voice.
“I most definitely do not want to help you put this on.” But even as he says it, he’s tying the strings at my back into a knot. And then he slowly wraps his hands around to the front of my stomach, slowly covering my abdomen before rubbing them around to my back and up to the sides of my swimsuit top. “I take it based on how you’re dressed and not packed and ready to leave that you’ve decided to say?”
He spins me around so I’m facing him, leaving his warm hands at the top of my hip bones.
“I’ll stay.” I watch him breathe out a sigh of relief at my news and then I look him up and down. He’s dressed in a pair of jeans that are ripped at the knees – from wear, not fashion – and a tight simple black t-shirt that flexes perfectly across his chest. “I thought I’d get in the hot tub and enjoy the view for a little bit. Wanna join me?”
I walk past without waiting for his answer, knowing he’ll follow me. And with my decision made to stay and enjoy my time, I feel less stressed than I have in months. I can do this.
“So what made you decide to stay?” Chase asks me. We’re sitting in the hot tub, facing one another with the hills to his back. We haven’t said anything since he joined me, but I’ve been slowly raking my eyes up and down his entire body.
It’s not just that Chase has a nice body. It’s perfection in the finest form. A true work of art with every muscle defined on his eight pack down to the ‘V’ just above his waist band. His colorful tattoos all over his shoulder make me want to lick and taste every mark that is on his skin.
Sexual chemistry has never been our problem.
I run my eyes down his chest and his arms that are spread wide over the edges of the tub and smile. “It’s a nice view, I need to relax, and the free wine doesn’t hurt.”
“So nothing to do with me.”
I shrug. “I said the view was nice.”
In a blink of an eye, he pulls me to him so I’m straddling his lap, my wine splashing all over the place.
“You going to give me this week like you said you would on the plane?”
His eyes give me a challenging look, and this time, I’m willing to take the dare. I don’t know if it’s the heat from the water, or my desire to avoid the decisions I have to make in the upcoming weeks, or just the simple fact that when he looks at me like this, I realize that I really do like Chase.
“I’m all in,” I manage to get out right before his lips crash into mine. I only hope we both escapes with our hearts and heads still firmly intact.
When the kiss ends, we’re both breathless but he lets me go. I move back to my seat in the hot tub, safely away from his touch and the way his fingers make my skin sizzle whenever he’s near.
Even Chase has gotten into the wine tasting tour he brought me on. Several glasses later, everything seems a little bit brighter. The highlight of the day has been the tour that took us into a wine caves carved right into the side of the mountains where all of their wines are stored and aged. I can’t believe that I’m here, in Napa Valley, tasting delicious wine with a man who is sex on a stick and looks at me like he wants to throw me down in between the rows of the vineyard and have his wicked way with me.
We’ve spent the afternoon, holding hands and walking through our private tour that Chase arranged, tasting everything from their White Zinfandels to Cabernet Sauvignons that they harvest on their land.
“This is absolutely amazing,” I say after taking a sip of the most delicious Cabernet Sauvignon wine I’ve tasted in my life, followed by some of the most exquisite scallops and lobster I’ve ever consumed. The food at our resort is incredible. Everything is decorated in straight modern lines but with romantic lighting that makes me want to sit down, put my feet up, and never leave.
I hiccup
“I most definitely do not want to help you put this on.” But even as he says it, he’s tying the strings at my back into a knot. And then he slowly wraps his hands around to the front of my stomach, slowly covering my abdomen before rubbing them around to my back and up to the sides of my swimsuit top. “I take it based on how you’re dressed and not packed and ready to leave that you’ve decided to say?”
He spins me around so I’m facing him, leaving his warm hands at the top of my hip bones.
“I’ll stay.” I watch him breathe out a sigh of relief at my news and then I look him up and down. He’s dressed in a pair of jeans that are ripped at the knees – from wear, not fashion – and a tight simple black t-shirt that flexes perfectly across his chest. “I thought I’d get in the hot tub and enjoy the view for a little bit. Wanna join me?”
I walk past without waiting for his answer, knowing he’ll follow me. And with my decision made to stay and enjoy my time, I feel less stressed than I have in months. I can do this.
“So what made you decide to stay?” Chase asks me. We’re sitting in the hot tub, facing one another with the hills to his back. We haven’t said anything since he joined me, but I’ve been slowly raking my eyes up and down his entire body.
It’s not just that Chase has a nice body. It’s perfection in the finest form. A true work of art with every muscle defined on his eight pack down to the ‘V’ just above his waist band. His colorful tattoos all over his shoulder make me want to lick and taste every mark that is on his skin.
Sexual chemistry has never been our problem.
I run my eyes down his chest and his arms that are spread wide over the edges of the tub and smile. “It’s a nice view, I need to relax, and the free wine doesn’t hurt.”
“So nothing to do with me.”
I shrug. “I said the view was nice.”
In a blink of an eye, he pulls me to him so I’m straddling his lap, my wine splashing all over the place.
“You going to give me this week like you said you would on the plane?”
His eyes give me a challenging look, and this time, I’m willing to take the dare. I don’t know if it’s the heat from the water, or my desire to avoid the decisions I have to make in the upcoming weeks, or just the simple fact that when he looks at me like this, I realize that I really do like Chase.
“I’m all in,” I manage to get out right before his lips crash into mine. I only hope we both escapes with our hearts and heads still firmly intact.
When the kiss ends, we’re both breathless but he lets me go. I move back to my seat in the hot tub, safely away from his touch and the way his fingers make my skin sizzle whenever he’s near.
Even Chase has gotten into the wine tasting tour he brought me on. Several glasses later, everything seems a little bit brighter. The highlight of the day has been the tour that took us into a wine caves carved right into the side of the mountains where all of their wines are stored and aged. I can’t believe that I’m here, in Napa Valley, tasting delicious wine with a man who is sex on a stick and looks at me like he wants to throw me down in between the rows of the vineyard and have his wicked way with me.
We’ve spent the afternoon, holding hands and walking through our private tour that Chase arranged, tasting everything from their White Zinfandels to Cabernet Sauvignons that they harvest on their land.
“This is absolutely amazing,” I say after taking a sip of the most delicious Cabernet Sauvignon wine I’ve tasted in my life, followed by some of the most exquisite scallops and lobster I’ve ever consumed. The food at our resort is incredible. Everything is decorated in straight modern lines but with romantic lighting that makes me want to sit down, put my feet up, and never leave.
I hiccup
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