Page 20 of Sinners' Appetite
“You’re unbelievable,” Nikki rolls her eyes, smirking.
“You love it.” Sammi teases.
“Does your sauna still work?” I ask Jeremy.
He nods his head. “Yeah, it does. We don’t use it because it’s too fucking hot.”
“Hmm…”
“You’re free to check it out.”
“I just might,” I reply, turning toward Nikki. “Wanna come with?”
“Hell yeah!” Nikki hops up and out of the hot tub, walking over to the sauna to press the green button on the side of it.
“Good luck. That thing is deadly,” Jeremy laughs.
I wonder what sex would be like in a sauna?
Nikki opens the door and steps inside, and I follow, taking a seat on the opposite side to where she’s sitting. The sauna isn’t very big, so our legs brush up against each other slightly.
“Give it about five minutes and we’ll be running out of here,” Nikki half-laughs.
“Full confession—I’ve never been in a sauna,” I admit.
“Really?”
“Do they usually get this hot?” I ask, noticing the increase in temperature already.
“Hotter.” She smiles, leaning back against the wall.
“Holy shit.”
I watch as she closes her eyes and slows her breathing. “Can you handle it?” she says.
“I’m sure I can.”
She opens her eyes and looks at me. “It gets pretty hot though…”
Fuck. She’s testing me isn’t she?
“How hot?” I lean forward, hoping she’ll play along. I’d give anything to have my hands all over her right now.
She matches my energy and slides forward, leaning in dangerously close. “So. Fucking. Hot.” she whispers.
“What are you doing to me?” I ask, reaching out to place my hand on her upper leg.
“What do you want me to do to you?” She practically moans out the words.
Fuck, she’s such a good girl.
I reach my hand up and place my thumb on her lower lip as I lean in even closer, hearing her breathing rapidly as the temperature increases more by the second.
“Fuck, Nikki,” I moan, bringing my other hand up to wrap around the back of her neck, pulling her closer to me.
She then hops onto my lap, her legs resting on either side of me. I grab a handful of her hair, pulling her head back so I have access to her neck. I lightly bite, and clench down even harder when she lets out a squeal.
“Tell me if you want me to stop.” I groan before gliding my fingers further up her leg. Her skin is just as soft as I had imagined.
