Chapter Sixteen
Rue
He not only set up a stay in a presidential suite at a five-star hotel, but he also lined up every self-care item from my bucket list. To be done by the best of the best practitioners in the area… all of whom worked out of the hotel itself.
After getting a tour of the massive hotel room, I was given an itinerary that featured a bunch of firsts for me: a massage, a facial, hot stones, and a whole-body mud wrap.
I didn’t even want to think about how much just one of those treatments might cost, let alone all of them.
Anytime I tried to bring up money, though, Kylo waved off my concerns.
“Where are you going to be?” I asked as he accompanied me to the spa.
“I’ll be hanging out in the room waiting for you to come back, so we can work on the next phase of the plans.”
“This isn’t it?”
“Not all of it, no.”
“But—”
“Clearly, she needs work on the whole relaxation thing,” he said, speaking to the woman in the black scrubs who greeted us.
“Gee, thanks,” she said, narrowing her eyes at me.
“We will take good care of her,” the woman said, waving toward the hallway full of doors.
I thought he was just going to turn and walk off, but he grabbed me, pulled me in for a quick, but dizzying, kiss, then watched me be led away.
“He was very specific about how pampered you need to be,” the woman said as she led me into a small private lounge. “Up to and including the entire spa menu, if that’s what you want.”
I had reservations about whether I was going to enjoy spa treatments. It was a big part of the reason it was on my bucket list, not something I’d ever done before. I figured it might be awkward or that it would feel weird to have a stranger touching me.
All those concerns drifted away pretty quickly as the rain music played and soothing herbal scents filled the room; I had somehow forgotten that I was naked under my towel and that someone I didn’t know was in the room, running their hands all over me.
Honestly, I actually fell asleep several times during each treatment. It was like my body had been so stressed for so long that once I was able to let go, I relaxed right into unconsciousness.
It seemed like that was a normal occurrence in the spa, though, because I woke up alone in a dim room after my last treatment.
I was tempted to check out more of the menu but the rumbling in my stomach had me slipping back into my clothes, feeling a little sticky from all the oils that had been massaged into my skin, face, and hair.
“Kylo?” I called when I made it back into the suite, looking around for any sign of him.
“I was about ready to send out a search party,” he said as he came in from the balcony. “Are you ready for the next items on your list?”
“More?” I asked.
“Yep. But you might want to stop into the bathroom first.”
“Alright,” I said, side-eyeing him but going into the bathroom to find a small box on the counter.
Inside was a bikini that looked a lot like the one I’d worn parasailing, only in pink instead of yellow.
“A bathing suit?” I asked, leaning out the door.
“You don’t have to wear it if you don’t want to.”
“Is there a pool out there?”
“The kind on your list.”
“A vanishing pool?”
“Yep.”
“Be right out!” I said, slamming the door on his little chuckle.
I slipped out of my clothes and into the bathing suit, then wrapped a towel around myself before making my way out.
“I can’t believe I missed it,” I said, rushing to follow Kylo onto the balcony.
“To be fair, I was trying to hide it from you,” he said, bringing me around the corner to where there was a seating area with an outdoor TV and fireplace. Directly behind that was the pool with its edge that vanished off the edge of the balcony, making it look like you could just slip right off.
I wasn’t sure why it had always been on my list, but it looked breathtaking, and this one overlooked the water in the distance.
A few feet away from the pool was a round in-ground hot tub.
“Will you take a picture?” I asked as I dipped my toe into the water.
“I’ll take a bunch so you can find the best one to share with your grandma.”
“She’s going to love this,” I declared, dropping my towel and slipping into the water.
I expected to feel cold, but the pool was heated to just shy of chilly so it was refreshing, not cold.
“Okay, this might be mildly more scary than I realized,” I said as I tried to inch closer to the edge to take the kind of picture I’d seen a million times online.
“I promise there is a very solid wall there and it would be impossible for you to just slip over the edge.”
That helped.
Little by little, I made it, then did a few poses so Kylo could take some pictures.
“Are you going to come in?” I asked, looking back over my shoulder at him.
He placed the phone down then reached to pull his shirt over his head, his gaze on me the whole time.
My belly wobbled as I realized there was one thing that wasn’t on my bucket list that I absolutely wanted to add and scratch off that day.
I wanted to finish what Kylo and I had started.
To hell with any consequences.
Kylo toed out of his shoes, then slid off his pants.
For one sex-aching second I thought he might be stripping down to nothing. But he was still in his black boxer briefs as he made his way to the edge.
I’d like to say I kept my gaze respectfully on his face. But my eyes wandered shamelessly. They traced the edges of his tattoos, the indents of his abdominal muscles, and, yes, the outline of his cock through the underwear that wasn’t hiding much.
Kylo lowered down onto the edge of the patio, his legs in the water, but didn’t come fully in.
“You don’t want to come in?”
“I’m enjoying the view,” he said, gaze on me.
My belly fluttered.
“Thank you for this. Really,” I said, moving closer. “I didn’t realize how much I needed an easy, carefree day like this.”
When I was just a foot or so away from his legs, Kylo slipped into the water, making it lap up over my breasts.
“Don’t mention it,” he said. I felt like there was something hard and guarded in his features then. “It was fun planning it.”
“Did you check out the menu yet? Is it all rich people food? I mean, I’m sure the rich people food is good too, but…”
“It’s a big-ass menu. There is rich people food, but also pastas, burgers, steaks, fries, just about anything you could want.”
“It would be ridiculous to order something as basic as a burger and fries from a fancy place like this…”
“Burger and fries sound good,” he cut me off. “Teddy said we have to order the vanilla cheesecake too. Said it’s the best he’s ever had. Figure that’s really saying something since he’s eaten at all the best places.”
“Cheesecake is my favorite,” I warned. “So I will be judging it harshly.
“Cold?” he asked when a little shiver moved through me.
I’d shivered because his arm brushed my side.
But I couldn’t exactly admit to that.
“A little.”
“Want to try out the hot tub?”
When I gave him a nod, he climbed out and offered me his hand to pull me out too.
Then we were walking over to the much smaller hot tub.
“Better?”
Not in the least.
Our knees brushed.
Little goosebumps pricked my skin despite the warm water.
I sucked in a deep breath, making my chest move out of the water. Kylo’s gaze slipped down. His eyes went heavy-lidded.
My chest felt tight by the time his gaze tracked back up to my face.
It was like we moved in unison.
He reached for me as I moved toward him.
He pulled me up onto his lap, my legs straddling the sides of his as his hands slid down my bare back.
But as much as his hands were exploring, were impatient, there was some sort of hesitation on his gorgeous face.
With how close I was watching him, I swore I saw the moment he decided to throw caution to the wind.
Just a second later, his lips were on mine, and any concerns I might have had about it being there in the first place evaporated with the heat of Kylo’s lips.
It started sweet, explorative.
But it wasn’t long before it turned rougher, needier.
My legs tightened around him and his hands grabbed my hips, pulling me down on his lap.
There was no denying his desire as he pressed against me.
My lips broke from his on a moan.
Kylo’s hands tightened on my thighs, dragging me against him again, his gaze going hungry as a whimper escaped me.
He leaned forward, his lips moving to my neck. His tongue flicked my pulse point, making my hips rock against him in surprise.
His hands slid up my spine, fingers toying with the ends of the bow of my bathing suit before working the knot free.
As his tongue traced up the side of my neck toward my ear, he slid the straps off my shoulders.
My head lolled to the side as his teeth snagged my earlobe.
There was no stopping the way my hips rocked against him as his fingertips grazed bare skin.
A surprised grumble escaped me when his hands went to my hips, pushing me away, making me lose contact with the friction that promised relief from the heavy pressure in my core.
A little chuckle escaped him, though, as he turned me, then pulled me back with my back to his chest, my legs resting on his thighs.
I wiggled slightly until I felt the press of him against the juncture of my thighs again. Kylo’s groan was muffled by my moan at the sensation as his fingers pinched into my hips before releasing.
I leaned back against him, my breath coming in fast, frantic huffs as his fingers teased up my belly to cup my bare breasts.
A rumble moved through him, vibrating through me, as his hands squeezed for a second before his thumbs and forefingers found my nipples and rolled them.
My hips rocked automatically as the pleasure bloomed once again, stealing any sense of self-preservation.
I rolled as he circled, flicked, twisted, squeezed until the world narrowed down to nothing but him.
Both his palms glided downward, sliding over the tops of my thighs until they reached my knees, then pulling them open.