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“Then stop saying my name like that.”

He slowly stood, tossing the robe onto the stone bench next to us. He stepped back, eyeing me up and down.

My heart pounded in my chest under his gaze.

“You know why I like being with you?” he wondered as his hands caressed my skin.

I exhaled as his fingertips skated over my breasts, lingering on my nipples. “Why?”

His hands traveled over my belly before circling around to my ass. He pulled me into him, and I felt his bulge. My lips parted and I was momentarily distracted.

“Because you feel good,” he answered, pulling me back to the conversation.

“I feel good,” I repeated softly.

“You’re—”

“Are you ready for us to come in?” Byron interrupted as he cracked, then knocked on the door.

As if a starter pistol went off, we startled apart.

“Give us a few more minutes,” Russ immediately shouted back, taking off his robe and throwing it with mine.

Damn.

The swim briefs Russ wore stretched deliciously over his erection, constricting him from displaying the full length and girth of his dick. The bulge showcased what I planned to sit on before the day was done.

“Get in first,” Russ commanded, snapping me out of my trance.

My gaze shifted from his dick to his eyes to the mud bath. I nodded.

We went as fast as we could, but we had to slowly ease our way into the mud. It wasn’t scalding hot, but it was an adjustment. It didn’t take long to shift from hot to cozy.

Russ and I were barely submerged when Byron knocked again. “Permission to enter?”

Checking to make sure my body wasn’t exposed, Russ called out. “Yes!”

My headrest faced the east wall and Russ’s headrest faced the west wall so when we sat back in the tubs, we could see each other. Sitting in mud up to our chin, we grinned at one another.

Tessa and Byron came in and situated themselves beside our respective tubs.

“Your bath is an opportunity to relax, release, and rejuvenate,” Tessa started. “The heat draws out impurities and toxins, thereby nourishing your skin. The regenerative and antiseptic properties of mineral-rich mud leaves you with softer, fresher skin. Soaking in this mud and its minerals can help alleviate aches and pains, as it relaxes sore muscles and joints. The soothing properties also do wonders for your mind. As your body releases, your mind also releases and detoxifies. For the next fifteen minutes, you are urgedto let go of everything and allow the mud to work. Are you comfortable? Is it too hot?”

After we answered her, she nodded. “Your time starts now.”

They stepped away from the tub, and due to the platform and where they were hiding, I couldn’t see them. I looked over at Russ and he looked just as confused as I felt. I lifted my eyebrows to communicate silently, and he smiled. I was sure he had no idea what I was trying to say, and that made me smile back.

The rainforest noises echoed through the room, and I suddenly felt extremely relaxed. Closing my eyes, I allowed the nerves surrounding the exclusivity with RLF to fade away. I didn’t fall asleep, but I felt like I wasn’t fully conscious.

When I opened my eyes again, I peeked over at Russ. His were closed, and he seemed to be in the same zone I was in. As if he could feel my eyes on him, he opened them. It happened so quick; I didn’t have the opportunity to turn away.

Staring at each other, we soaked in the hot mud. The way he looked at me held me captive, and a wave of emotion rocked me. I wasn’t sure if it was the mud or the detoxification process or what, but my eyes started watering. Still, I couldn’t turn away from him. I didn’t want to cry in front of him, especially when I had no reason to. It didn’t make any sense. His gaze felt like he was speaking to me in a language I didn’t fully understand. But I understood enough to have a physical reaction.

I didn’t know what he had going on or what he had to release, but my heart went out to him. I’d never wanted to hug him more than I did in that moment. It wasn’t sexual. It wasn’t based on our intense attraction. It wasn’t based on our chemistry. It wasn’t even based on our connection.

It was spiritual.

“And that’s it for the soaking portion,” Byron announced, snatching me from my thoughts.

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