Chapter 47
T urns out, we missed a property on the list. We didn’t technically miss it—Cecelia was happy with its aesthetic and didn’t think I needed to go see it. But there was a renter complaint, so Reid needs to go take care of some things. I’m just the lucky bitch who gets to tag along.
“Ooo! I didn’t know there would be a hot tub!” I exclaim.
“I put it in over the summer. The listing must not have been updated. I’ll put in a reminder with the marketing team.”
I’m already out of my boots and pulling off my socks. Reid’s eyebrows are raised, entertained by my antics. I pull my shirt off and toss it into his face. “I want to go in.”
“Right now?”
“Right now.” I shimmy my yoga pants down and off my legs and whack him in the chest with them. He grabs them and uses them like a rope to pull me to him.
“You know I can’t say no to you. Whatever you want, sugar.”
I’m standing in my bra and panties, his eyes feasting on every inch of my bare skin.
“We asked the last renters to leave it running so I could do my inspection.” His agreement is all I needed.
I reach behind me and unhook my bra, holding it to my breasts and slipping each strap off my arms. His eyes are so dark I can’t see the brilliant shades of brown and green.
I let the bra drop to my feet, exposing my breasts to the cool air. My nipples were already hard because I'm turned on as fuck, but the tightness against my piercings is sending delicious sparks to my pussy.
He can’t take me in fast enough, and I feel his gaze like a phantom touch.
I hook my thumbs in my panties and shimmy them down my legs, trying to be as sexy as possible, hinging at the hips to pluck them from my feet. It must work because as I stand back up, I come face to face with his erection straining against his jeans.
Knowing he’s so attracted to me he can barely contain himself is such a turn on. He makes me feel so sexy and confident. Only with him would I ever play like this, tease like this.
Without touching him, I turn and start walking away with extra sway to my hips. Feeling bold, I look back over my shoulder with a come-hither look.
“See you out there, cowboy.”
Once I'm out of Reid’s line of sight, I scurry like the freezing little kitty I am.
I hop on the balls of my feet down the steps to the hot tub.
Thank god he isn’t watching, because I have a great deal of trouble lifting the heavy ass lid off the basin.
I get in as quickly as possible, because I think my tits and bits are about to freeze off.
Reid emerges from the cabin not even a minute after I submerge my ice-cold body. Thank god I'm already sitting, because I nearly faint at the sight of him. The ultimate predator, Reid stalks towards the hot tub, hard cock bobbing with every step. It’s mind numbingly hot. I want to play with it…
Is this how he feels when my tits bounce when he’s fucking me? Or when my ass jiggles? One of life’s greatest mysteries solved by Isabelle’s horny brain.
He joins me in the hot tub and sinks down in front of me. Smooth as sin, he grabs me under my ass and presses me into his abdomen, his happy trail rubbing delicious friction against my clit and exposed pussy.
He turns us so he's sitting, and I straddle his lap. I wrap my arms around his neck, pushing my tits out in invitation. He grinds me against his huge dick.
“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted this,” Reid growls, watching intensely under the water where we're connected.
I love when he's wrecked like this. I swivel my hips, and his fingers dig into my ass painfully.
“Tell me.”
He starts to pump me up and down his shaft, and the feeling is out of this world.
“Right before Christmas, when we got snowed in.” He clenches his jaw and that sexy muscle jumps, making my pussy clench. “That fucking white string bikini.”
“I didn’t know you could see me. The hot tub was around the back of the cabin.”
Where was he? There’s no way he was outside, because I would've seen him.
“If I stood at just the right angle I could see you from the kitchen window. I couldn’t resist. How could I? I was already so far gone for you, baby. I was taking any scraps I could get. Makes me sound like a fuckin’ creep.”
“I think it’s really hot.” I roll my hips against his dick.
“Yea?” He grinds into me right back.
“Yea. Did you like what you saw?” I taunt.
We’re basically dry humping in the water. Wet humping? I don’t know but it’s making me delirious.
“You have no fuckin’ idea.” He leans forward and sucks my nipple into his mouth. His tongue swirls around and flicks against the tight nub, his other hand roughly kneading my other breast—back and forth until I'm dizzy with pleasure.
“Were you hard for me?” I reach between my legs and grip his thick cock, pumping him tightly, just the way he likes it. A hiss escapes his lips. “Did you touch yourself to me, cowboy?”
“I got hard the second you dropped your towel. The water made your bikini completely see-through. I could see the color of your nipples all the way from the kitchen.” He twists my nipples using the barbells, sending shock after shock to my clit.
“The bottoms sucked up against your tight ass and that hot, perfect cunt.” He drags his hand around the back of my ass and down along the seam until his fingers are toying with my entrance.
“Fuck.” I whimper. “More, tell me more.”
“I took my cock out and nearly came on the spot.” He lifts me beneath my ass and grips his dick, lining up with my tight hole. He holds me there, hovering over the edge of bliss.
“You bent over to look at something and your bikini bottoms—fuck. I could see your pussy.” He pulls me down onto him, just past the tip and I clench around him. He hisses his pleasure.
“I couldn’t fucking take it, sugar. I fucked my hand so hard.”
I try to sink lower down on his shaft, but he holds me still.
“Shit, I don’t have a condom, let me go back inside to get one.” He moves to lift me off his cock, but it’s my turn to stop him.
“What if we didn’t use one?” I ask.
His pupils blow out. “You tellin’ me that you want me to take this pussy bare, sugar?”
He’s so hot he could boil the water we’re sitting in. The tip of his dick is still inside me, and I'm squirming at the sensation of being full, but not full enough. He has ironclad self-control because if it weren’t for his fingers digging into my hips, I’d be fucking him already.
“I want to feel you with nothing between us,” I admit. “I want to have all my firsts with you.”
“Your firsts and your lasts, sugar.” He kisses me deeply. “I want to take you raw more than I want my next breath. But unless you want me to put a baby in you, I’d better go get a condom.” He says it so casually, like getting me pregnant wouldn’t be terrifying.
“We don’t need a condom. I’m on birth control.” He rears back, surprised at this new information. “After our first time, I knew I wanted this with you, so I went to the clinic and got on birth control.”
“Baby,” he growls.
He pushes me all the way down until he bottoms out. I gasp at the instant fullness.
“Fuuuuuck,” he groans.
“Oh my god, you’re so big. You feel so good.” I swivel my hips, loving being stuffed full of him.
“I’ve never come so fast in my life. You had me coming like a teenage boy jerking off in a dark corner to the pretty girl he’s spying on.” I love that I was so sexy to him he couldn’t hold it in.
“I’ve fantasized about fucking you in a hot tub ever since. Now make my dream come true and ride this dick until you come all over it.”
Sir, yes sir. You don’t have to tell me twice. I brace my hands on his shoulders, and he doesn’t flinch when I grab at his scars. My heart soars at his trust. Ever his good girl, I want to please him, so I ride his dick hard. My hips swirl and I bounce up and down, every inch of him filling me.
“You’re huge, Reid. Every single time it surprises me how full you make me.”
He grunts his satisfaction, biting down hard on his lower lip. I tilt my pelvis forward until the head of his cock is slamming into that secret little spot inside of me over and over and over. My legs are shaking, and I can’t keep up my momentum.
“You’re such a good girl for me, riding this dick like you were made to. My good little cowgirl.” Oh, fuuuuuck I love that.
“Now let me take care of you.” Showing off his strength, he lifts me off his dick and turns us to bend me over the edge of the hot tub, bracing his arm under my stomach so it doesn’t hurt me. Always protecting me.
A loud crack rings in the silent mountain night as his hand slaps my ass, no doubt leaving the perfect imprint of every single finger.
Grabbing my hip with his free hand, he thrusts into me in one rough motion.
“Who does this pussy belong to?” He bites me on the tender spot between my neck and shoulder.
“You, oh fuck, you!”
“Whose is the only cock you’ll ever have in this warm wet heat?” His fingers dig into my hips so hard I’ll be decorated with bruises, and I fucking love it.
“Yours, only ever yours. I only want you.”
“That’s right sugar. Can you hold yourself up so I can worship you with both my hands?” I do as he says. I’d do whatever he asked me to if he kept fucking me like this.
“Good girl.” And with a thrust punctuating each statement, he pounds into me.
“You’re my woman.” Thrust. “This is my pussy.” Thrust. “And one day.” Thrust. “This will be my ass too.”
I'm broken from my trance as his hand splays over my ass and his thumb gently massages my hole, still pounding into me, hitting that perfect spot again and again, unraveling me.
“Reeeeeid, oh fuck, what are you doing to me? That feels so good.”
“That’s right, baby. One day I’m going to take you here. You’re going to let me fill all your tight little holes, aren’t you, sugar.”
I can’t form a reply. He’s short-circuited my brain.
“You’re going to be such a good girl and let me fill you up whenever I want, however I want, aren’t you, sugar?” His praise sends goosebumps all over my already chilled skin.
“Yes. I want to be so good for you. Please! Please let me come!” I beg him. I might pass out from the myriads of sensations.
His thrusts pick up the pace, punishing my pussy so hard I'll feel him for days.
“That’s my girl,” Reid says. Just as he presses the tip of his thumb into my ass, I shatter. I convulse around his cock in a full body orgasm that sweeps me away. I'm a ragdoll as he takes his last thrusts and fills me with his come.
I'll never get tired of this, ever. I’ll be an eighty-year-old great grandma begging for the pleasure only he can give me.
“Talk about a dream come true. I came so hard I blacked out a little bit. Fuck, sugar. I’ll never get enough of your pussy. I’m so fucking lucky you let me inside you.”
Before I can say any more, a violent shiver rushes through me. I’ve been out of the warm water for too long and I’m pretty sure hypothermia is a real thing. The instant Reid notices my discomfort, he gently pulls out of me and eases me down into the heat.
“Shit. I’m sorry, sugar. I get so lost in you I stop thinking of anything else. I can’t stand you being cold. Stay right there,” he orders.
Rising from the steam like Cowboy King Triton, Reid gets out of the hot tub and heads for the cabin. That ass. Men aren't supposed to have assess like that. Next time I get him naked, I’m going to bite it.
Reid comes back wrapped in a towel and coaxes me out of my watery cocoon. He wraps a towel around my shoulders and carries me like a bride back inside.
“Let’s get you warm and then I’m going to feed you.”
Feed me your cock. I haven’t given him head yet, and he hasn’t pressured me or even hinted at it.
He always lets me initiate new sexual experiences.
Or I ask him to initiate for me, because I like bossy Reid.
I’ve been dying for him to fuck my mouth, and I think now is the perfect time for a little shower-time surprise.