Page 65 of Fumbled Beginning

I liftedthe lid on the hot tub and dipped my hand inside to check the water temperature. After adjusting a few controls on the panel, I turned the jets on high and stripped down. I sank into the warm, bubbling water and leaned against the back.

A fresh layer of snow was on the ground, the sky was dark, and the stars were out. I closed my eyes and inhaled the crisp, pure air, and watched the steam rise over the water. It was pure bliss.

After that disastrous dinner, Rylee and I weren’t having any luck finding a hotel nearby—one of the inconveniences of living in a small town. I called my buddy Adam, who owned a place on the lake. He was away on business but had his housekeeper meet us with the key. I couldn’t take another second of listening to my dad’s bullshit, so staying here worked out much better.

I turned my head when I heard the sliding glass door open.

“Jesus.” I swallowed, allowing my hungry eyes to rake over her from top to bottom. “When I told you to pack a swimsuit, I meant something other than a scrap of material.”

She spun around, giving me a view of the back. “Sorry, buddy, but all I own are bikinis. I don’t like one-pieces because they are really inconvenient when you have to go to the bathroom.”

Her black bikini top looked like it would come undone with one tiny tug of my fingers. And don’t even get me started on the bottoms. Her ass was on full display, leaving nothing to the imagination.

I draped an arm along the hot tub and quirked a brow. “You coming?”

“I don’t know, am I?”

“Have you ever not with me?” I replied smoothly.

A smile twisted her lips. “Is that why you invited me out here?” she asked, not giving me the satisfaction of answering my question. We both knew the truth, but my ego was big enough that I didn’t need confirmation.

“Why don’t you step inside the water and find out.” I noticed her face turned red, and it had nothing to do with the cool temperature outside.

She tiptoed over, while I sat and admired all the toned, smooth skin she was flashing me.

Rylee slid her legs over the edge of the hot tub and into the steaming water. “Now that you got me here, what do you plan on doing with me?”

I smiled, watching her slip her body completely underneath, causing a little splash. “First,” I grabbed her by the hips and pulled her onto my lap, “you’re going to lose this top.” I untied the knot in the back, causing it to land in the water. “Next,” I slid the wet fabric down her legs, “we’re going to ditch these bottoms.” I threw them over the edge, enjoying the amused expression on her face.

“And now?” She wrapped her arms around my neck, staring into my eyes.

“And now I’m really going to get you wet.”

I slid my palm up her thigh and leaned in, taking her lips with mine. She relaxed into my kiss while my hands continued their own journey. Her soft sigh spurred me on, and for a moment, I allowed all my troubled thoughts to drift away.

The steam from the hot tub floated around us as I slowly slid her up and down along my shaft, showing her the effect she had on me. She gasped and started twisting in my lap, searching for the right friction that would bring her a release. I was already hard but wanted to ensure she had her orgasm before me. I pressed my lips to her neck and thrust my fingers inside her. She ground against me and squeezed her legs along my thighs.

My hands reached up to cup her breasts before pulling one in my mouth. The louder she moaned, the harder I sucked.

“God, I’m so close.” She dragged her nails down my shoulders and raked her fingers down my chest. “I want you inside me.”

“I want you to take whatever you need,” I told her.

She molded herself closer and rubbed against my aching cock. I wanted to lose myself in her touch, her body, and her strength. Everything about her was light and warm, and little by little she was healing the parts of me that I thought were broken.

I pushed my swollen head at her opening, and in one fluid motion, I shoved inside her. We moved together, slow and deep. Rylee was panting and moaning, and a feeling of possessiveness took over me. I pushed her hair to the side as she proceeded to grind down on me. Her deep brown eyes fluttered closed, and the passion I brought out of her was written all over her face.

“I swear, it gets better and better every time with you,” I said, stretching her to the limit, while she took every inch.

This physical connection I had with her was the most intense feeling I’d ever had. I felt it in her touch, with how she kissed me and gave herself to me so freely. She was mine in every way that mattered. She understood me. She saw me. She was the kind of special I knew I’d never find again. That thought hit me hard because I knew I had to give her all of me. She deserved it all.

Rylee urged me to go deeper, so I rocked my hips into her and filled her up. My lips moved across her skin; she had me so fucking needy that every move I made had my vision going fuzzy. I settled my hands on her hips and started thrusting in and out. There was no space between us, only shared air and frantic heartbeats.

“Nothing has ever compared to this.” She closed her eyes, getting lost in the moment, and then a second later, she fell forward, calling out my name.

The feeling of her spasming around me had my own release dripping out of me. I groaned and fell silent, allowing my body a minute to soak up the moment.

I pressed a firm kiss to her lips. These past few weeks we’ve spent together nonstop have been the best of my life. Typically, my world revolved around football and partying. But getting to know all the little things about Rylee that I’ve learned had me questioning everything.

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