Page 83 of Mountain Security

She liked that voice better. She took off her pants, until she was standing in front of Alex in just her matching bra and her panties. She’d purposefully chosen black lace that morning, because she liked the way it looked against her skin.

Clearly, she wasn’t the only one who liked it.

Alex’s cock had gone completely hard.

She arched her back, unclipping the bra and letting it fall to the floor. Her nipples puckered, whether from the cold or from his stare, she couldn’t be sure.

You’ve gone this far.

Keep going.

She pulled her panties down and stepped easily out of them, hopping from foot to foot.

A ragged moan escaped Alex’s throat.

He swallowed thickly and offered her his hand.

“The steps are on this side,” he said. Yvette dipped her toes into the water, then stepped into the hot tub. The contrast of the cold air all around her and the heat engulfing her legs was harsh and almost sensual.

“It’s so warm,” she said. She hadn’t imagined the water could be this hot.

“You like it?”

In response, Yvette let go of his hand and stepped fully into the tub. She lowered herself into one of the bucket seats, leaning back against the padded head rest.

Alex’s blue eyes were as dark as she’d ever seen them. They stared right into the water, where her breasts had just disappeared from view.

“God. You’re so beautiful, Yvette.”

“Are you going to stay out there all night?” she asked, splashing a bit of water in his direction.

Alex moved fast. One moment, he was outside. The next, he was in the water with her. He stood right in front of her, then lowered himself to his knees, so only his shoulders were visible. His lips stretched tight, his nostrils dilating in an expression of intense feeling.

“Fuck, this feels good,” he said.

It did.

It felt like heaven.

His hands found her waist under water, bringing her closer, until their bodies were flush against each other.

“There. Even better.”

And then Alex hit the jets. The pressure hit her on the soles of her feet, her calves, her butt. Alex’s hands roamed her body, touching her everywhere. Yvette moaned. The combination of the heat, the deep massage, and the feeling of weightlessness might have been responsible for part of the pleasure she was feeling, but it was nothing compared to the feeling of Alex’s strong, hot hands on her body.

Eventually, his hand settled between her legs, right where she needed him.

His finger found her clit, flicking it gently. She realized he must have spread some kind of silicone-based lubricant on his hand. It felt incredible.

In the water, Yvette’s toes curled.

Yvette’s hands sought the back of his head, brought his face closer to her. Their lips touched, their mouths opened, their tongues danced together. And the entire time, Alex’s hands played her clit expertly, driving her closer and closer to orgasm.

She could come just from this. She would, if he kept it up.

She wouldn’t have thought it was possible to orgasm in the water, but it looked like she was about to be proved wrong.

And she’d never been happier.

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