18. Hot Tubs are H O T
18
Hot Tubs are H O T
What is a football player’s favorite dessert?
Any given sundae
Dylan
Please keep sleeping , I silently begged, glancing over to the sleeping child. Please, please, please.
It wasn’t that I didn’t enjoy every second of my daughter’s smiles. I did. Seeing her swim today and experience the water for the first time was magical. I could relive that moment over and over in my mind a million times and never have it grow old.
But, I wanted a little bit of time with Natalie. Alone. No baby between us, no bottles, no exhaustion, no talking about sleep schedules.
Just me and her.
Alone.
And I just needed Ellie to sleep so that I could have that.
“I think she might sleep for a week after all that activity,” Natalie joked. She sat on the edge of the hot tub, so close that we were almost touching. I was feeling hot, and it wasn’t because of the steaming water we both rested our feet in.
“Do you think we might be that lucky?” I replied, looking everywhere but at her. It was hard. She was gorgeous in her swimsuit. The dark blue two-piece wasn’t something that anyone would advertise as sexy, but it accented her features subtly, making me want to look closer. It was a demure swimsuit that covered all the important bits and would be more than acceptable at a local pool, but I couldn’t tear my eyes away from her soft curves and smooth skin. My fingers itched to untie the strap at the back of her neck and see what goodness she was keeping to herself.
“The break is nice,” she agreed. She flashed me a quick smile before sliding into the water. The tip of her ponytail drifted lazily in the water as she submerged herself to her chin, sighing with contentment.
“You’ve been doing a great job with her,” she said after a quiet moment. The praise made me want to puff out my chest, but I just shrugged.
“She’s worth it,” I told her. I slid into the water with her, feeling her eyes follow my every motion. “And I couldn’t do it without you.”
She opened her mouth like she was going to contest that, yes, yes I could do this on my own, but we both knew that was a lie. I was still trying to figure out diapers and formula and safe sleeping practices. “I’m glad I could help.”
Anticipation thrilled in my stomach, the butterflies beginning their dance of excitement. I’d thought I’d gotten over butterflies in my stomach by playing for crowds of thousands, but Natalie made new butterflies. Desire filled my bones.
It was time to take my shot. I could feel that it was time.
“So, about the other day...” she began, but I cut off her words with a kiss.
The back of her head slid into my palm as I kissed her, our bodies pressed close together in the water.
She didn’t hesitate. She didn’t freeze. She didn’t pull away.
She kissed me back, her mouth opening to let her tongue out to explore the edges of my mouth. I couldn’t have stopped the low moan that escaped out of me if I’d tried. She tasted like summer sunshine and lemonade. Warm moonlight and sweetness.
I wanted more of her. I needed more of her.
She slid her arms around my neck, pulling me and continuing the kiss. Warm water trickled down the back of my neck as she threaded her hands into my hair, making sure that I couldn’t escape her. Not that I wanted to. I never wanted to leave her sweet mouth, never wanted to stop feeling her tongue on my lips, her body pressing into mine.
Slowly, she pulled back, her eyes big as she looked at me. Her arms were still wrapped around my neck and I realized that her legs were now wrapped around my waist. She bit her lower lip, a blush staining her cheeks.
“So...” She grinned at me. “I think I might have a crush on my boss.”
“Is that so?” I grinned back at her, threading my fingers into her wet ponytail and pulling her into me again. “I think your boss is into it.”
I pressed my lips to hers again, savoring the softness and warmth. Her fingers traced patterns on my neck, sending shivers down my spine despite the heat of the water. The jets bubbled around us, creating a private cocoon of warmth and intimacy.
“I’ve wanted to do this since I accidentally kissed you,” I murmured against her mouth. She smiled, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
“Me too,” she whispered back. “I kept telling myself it was unprofessional.”
“Very unprofessional,” I agreed, trailing kisses along her jaw. She tilted her head, giving me better access to the smooth skin of her neck. “Completely inappropriate.”
“Totally wrong,” she said with a tiny little moan, her fingers threading through my hair. The gentle tugging sensation made my scalp tingle pleasantly. “There’s a power imbalance here that raises serious ethical questions.”
I pulled back to look at her face, taking in her flushed cheeks and bright eyes. The water droplets on her skin caught the sunlight, making her glow. Her ponytail had come loose, tendrils of hair curling around her face.
“You know, we’re kind of in the middle of nowhere,” I said as I stared into her eyes. “Maybe we could ignore the ethical implications just this once.”
She closed her eyes and made a happy moan. “Just this once,” she agreed.
“You’re beautiful,” I told her honestly. She ducked her head as she smiled involuntarily, but I caught her chin with my finger, bringing her face back to mine. “I mean it.”
She opened her eyes and I saw true happiness. She opened her mouth as if to answer, but was at a loss for words. Instead, she leaned in and kissed me again, soft and sweet. Her legs tightened around my waist as she pressed closer. I wrapped my arms around her, holding her against my chest as our kisses deepened.
A splash of water hit my face as Natalie pressed closer. We both laughed, breaking apart for a moment to catch our breath. She rested her forehead against mine, her eyes closed and a content smile on her face.
“We should probably check on Ellie,” she whispered, though she made no move to let go of me.
I glanced over at the travel crib where my daughter still slept peacefully, her little chest rising and falling in steady rhythm.
“She’s fine,” I assured her, stealing another quick kiss. “Still sleeping like an angel.”
Natalie hummed happily against my lips, her fingers tracing patterns on my shoulders. I loved the way she felt in my arms. The water swirled around us, creating a peaceful backdrop to our stolen moment together.
Our kisses became more passionate and urgent, my hands sliding down her back, feeling the warmth of her skin under my fingertips. As we took a break for air, she looked into my eyes, a mix of desire and vulnerability that made my heart race.
“Are you sure about this?” I asked, my voice low and husky.
I didn’t need to bother. She had already made up her mind. She smiled, a soft, sweet smile that made my heart swell with happiness. “I want this,” she said firmly. “I want you.”
With that, she leaned back in, her lips meeting mine once more. This time, our kiss was slower, filled with the promise of something deeper and more intense. I gently move my hand up her back, grabbing on the string tied around the back of her neck, and pulling on it slowly enough that she could stop me if she wanted to.
She didn’t stop me, but when the two ends of the string finally came free, she backed away from me. Her hands went to the cups of her bikini top, holding it in place as I watched.
She bit her lip, as if still unsure what to do. I brushed my fingertips lightly down her back, making her shudder with pleasure. Her hands dropped away, and with them, her bikini top.
Her breasts, now bare, fit perfectly into my hands. I caressed them, feeling the weight and warmth of them against my skin. She moaned softly before pressing herself closer. Our bodies entwined in the water, the swirl of the jets around us creating a sensual, soothing background.
“Oh, hell yes,” she whispered, her voice barely audible over the sound of the hot tub jets. Her hips danced against me, a slow and sensual rhythm that seemed to pulse through my very being. I ached to be set free. To fill her. To have every inch of her.
“Natalie...” I breathed, my hands tightening on her hips as she continued to grind against me. My cock throbbed under my swim trunks. Our bodies were slick with water, the heat of the hot tub only adding to the intensity of our connection.
She looked up at me, her eyes hooded with desire. “Mm hmm?”
“You feel so good,” I groaned, the pressure against my shorts becoming almost unbearable. Every movement she made sent waves of pleasure coursing through me, making me want her even more.
Her smile widened, and she leaned in close, her breath hot against my ear. “Do you want me?” she whispered seductively.
I couldn’t resist. I took her hand, placing it under the water and on my cock so she could feel how much I wanted her. She moaned, sliding her hand under my waistband and stroking my length.
I shuddered, my lungs unable to take in oxygen with how damn good her touch felt. I couldn’t believe this was happening. Just moments before, we’d been playfully “swimming” with Ellie, and now here we were, lost in our own passionate world. The contrast was exhilarating.
“You’re so beautiful,” I said again against her lips, my hands roaming over her bare skin, feeling every curve and contour of her body.
She moaned softly, her hips gyrating against mine as she pressed herself closer. Our bodies were entwined, our hearts beating in sync as we danced in the water.
The sounds of our passion filled the air, mingling with the soothing hum of the hot tub jets. It was a heady mixture that only served to heighten our desire for one another. We were lost to one another, drowning in our own ecstasy as the world around us faded away.
But even as we reveled in the pleasure of our shared moment, a small voice in the back of my mind whispered a warning. This was dangerous territory we were treading, and the consequences of our actions might not be so easily ignored.
I tried to push the thought away, determined to savor every second of this forbidden romance. The feel of Natalie’s body against mine was too intoxicating, too exhilarating to resist.
But the gnawing feeling kept coming back, and I knew that I wouldn’t be able to perform without asking.
“Hey, just how cool was your aunt, anyway?” I asked
Natalie broke away from the kiss with a confused look on her face. “Um… why are you asking me that?”
I immediately knew I could have phrased it better. I didn’t know what she thought I meant, but I knew I better clarify quickly.
“Did she store any… condoms?”
Natalie looked at me like I hadn’t spoken English.
“It’s just that, you know. I kind of got myself in this mess by being irresponsible, and as much as I love Ellie, I-”
“Quiet,” Natalie said, leaning in and kissing me to shut me up. “I’m on birth control, and I’ve seen the kind of man you are. I trust you.”
My heart skipped a beat. I trust you. Plenty of women had wanted to fuck me, but nobody had ever told me they trusted me.
It was the ultimate libido-enhancer, and I felt myself getting even harder. I moved my hand down Natalie’s back, moving my hand over her ass and down between our bodies. I moved her bikini bottoms to the side slightly, loving the slight gasp of pleasure she made at my touch.
“Natalie,” I said softly.
The look in her eyes said it all. She was ready for anything. And as I moved her bikini bottoms more to the side, I knew that we were about to connect on a whole new level…
…until the baby started to scream at the top of her lungs.
We both froze, as if by not moving the baby might magically go back to sleep.
She did not.
She continued to scream, angry that not only was she not in the water, we were not holding her.
With a groan of displeasure, Natalie pulled away from me, slipping through the water and out of my reach to help my daughter.
I watched Natalie spring into action, grabbing a towel and wrapping it around herself before rushing to Ellie. My little girl’s face was scrunched up and red as she wailed. Natalie lifted her with practiced ease, cradling her against her chest.
“Shh, shh, it’s okay sweetie,” she cooed, swaying back and forth. “Did you have a bad dream? Everything’s alright.”
I climbed out of the hot tub and grabbed my own towel, trying to get my racing heart under control. The sight of Natalie comforting my daughter made something warm bloom in my chest that had nothing to do with desire.
Ellie’s cries started to soften as Natalie paced the deck, humming softly. She looked over at me with a shy smile. “She might go back down. We could...” She glanced toward the cabin. “The bedroom’s right there.”
I ran a hand through my wet hair, considering. “What if we went back to my place instead? She’s got her own crib there, and we wouldn’t have to worry about her waking up in a strange place.”
Natalie’s eyes lit up. “That’s... actually a really good idea. We could take our time, not rush anything.”
“Exactly.” I stepped closer, pressing a kiss to her forehead. “No pressure, no hurry.”
Ellie had quieted to little hiccuping sobs now, her eyes already drooping again. Natalie smiled down at her. “What do you say, sweet girl? Want to go home?”
As if by magic, Ellie seemed to nod her head, right before drifting back off to sleep.
“Get your clothes back on,” Natalie said. “I’ll lock the place up before we go.”
I wanted to stick around and see her when she dropped that towel, but I just nodded and started getting dressed. I knew that, if I kept playing my cards right, I’d get to see plenty soon enough.