Page 47 of Cedarwood Cabin

I close my eyes again, leaning my head back and letting the tranquility of the night wash over me. Suddenly, I feel a splash of water hit my face, startling me. I open my eyes and squint at Dax.

“Did you just splash me?”

“No?” he replies with an innocent look before winking at me.

“Oh, it's on!” I narrow my eyes and start splashing him.

“Hey!” he exclaims, moving closer to the middle of the hot tub and splashing me back. Our laughter echoes around the trees.

I meet him in the middle, trying to outdo his splashes, both caught up in the moment. I lose my footing on the slippery surface and stumble. With a surprised scream, I fall onto Dax, causing him to lose his balance. We both slip, the water splashing around us. I land on his lap and place my palms against his chest to steady myself.

We are face to face and everything is still. I feel his breath on my face and my heart races. One of his hands rests on my waist, holding me steady, while the other caresses my thigh. His golden eyes lock onto mine and neither of us moves. I swallow hard as my body reacts to his touch.

His thumb moves up and down on my thigh, sending shivers up my body. I feel goosebumps form on my skin.

“Are you okay?” he whispers softly.

I bite my bottom lip. “Yeah, I’m fine.”

His hand tightens around my waist and I can’t help but lean in as our foreheads touch. Neither of us makes a move to pull away.

“Dax…” I start to say seductively.

He removes his hand from my thigh and traces his finger over my lips. His eyes search mine as if he's trying to read my thoughts. The moment stretches on and I want to kiss him. I wrap my arms around his neck, preparing myself.

The sound of a twig snapping jolts us out of our moment and we both turn our heads toward the forest as a fox emerges from the trees. For a brief second, it feels like the fox is a silent witness to our almost-kiss, but then it darts away, disappearing into the night. I gulp and quickly move off Dax's lap. My heart is still racing.

“Um…I’m gonna head inside. I’m feeling sleepy,” I stutter, my voice sounding shaky. I try to avoid eye contact with him.

“I just need to put the cover over the tub and lock up. I’ll be in soon…”

We both pretend that we didn't just have a moment together. I climb out of the hot tub and grab my robe, wrapping it tightly around myself.

I hear the forest sounds as I walk back to the cabin. The moonlight casts a soft glow over everything.

I reach the cabin and my mind goes crazy, repeatedly replaying the moment in the hot tub.

His lips, eyes, and touch. Oh, fuck! Get out of my head.

I rush towards the bedroom. As I walk down the hallway, I hear a faint moaning. The sounds become clear as I get closer and I realize they’re coming from Lyka's room.

I bet he has a fucking woman in there!

The door is slightly open and I glance inside. The lamp casts a dim light over the room. Lyka is fully naked, lying back on his bed with his feet on the ground. His tattooed body looks amazing; his head is tilted back into his pillow and his eyes are closed. He is completely lost in the moment as he moves his hand up and down his cock.

I feel breathless. I want to step back, but I can’t tear my eyes away. The way his body trenches with each stroke, the quiet moans that escape his lips. His cock is big, the tip glistening with pre-cum.

His hand movements get faster and his breathing becomes ragged as his other hand clenches the sheet. His moans grow louder and I almost want him to say my name. I can’t help but feel aroused watching him.

Lyka's strokes become more frantic as he works his cock. I watch as he grabs a tissue from the bedside table, placing it on the tip of his rosy, swollen cock. With a final, loud groan, he releases, his body shuddering as he comes. I feel a strange mix of emotions swirling inside me—arousal, guilt, and a hint of envy.

I hear the sound of the back door shutting. I panic and quickly back away from Lyka’s door.

I move down the hallway as silently as possible. I glance back over my shoulder, expecting Lyka to appear in the doorway, but the hallway remains empty.

Thank God!

As I reach my bedroom, I carefully close the door behind me, leaning against it to catch my breath.

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