17
Kori
I probably should have packed my one piece, but no. I went out on a limb and packed my two-piece. It’s high waisted, and the top has cups that help hold up the girls. It’s black in color. Any other day I wouldn’t have thought about it twice, but now I’m thinking the one piece would conceal a bit more.
Taking a deep breath, I make my way to the back door, open it slowly, and step outside.
“Oh my gosh, it’s freaking cold,” I say as I run to the hot tub, so much for trying to look cool, calm, and collected.
I basically plop into the hot tub and Nate is chuckling. I don’t sit in my seat alone very long. Nate brings me closer to him, my legs end up in his lap, and I find a smile and say, “Hey.”
“Told you it would get cold out here, didn’t think you’d be that cold, though, or I would have made sure you had a robe on,” he murmurs, my head is nestled into the crook of his neck. One of his arms is slowly rubbing my arm in lazy patterns while his other arm is hanging over my legs.
“I’ll be okay, I just wasn’t expecting it,” I mumble, trying to stifle my laugh. I must have looked like quite the looney.
“You’ll be okay by the time we get out of here plus I brought towels, too, so that’ll help some,” he kisses the top of my head. I look up and see the smoldering look in his eyes, I can feel my nipples tighten.
Nate’s eyes look down and I know he can see how tightly pebbled they are. He brings his hand up from my legs, his palms clear a path, and I know just where he’s heading.
My head falls back as his thumb rubs the underside of my breast and I let out a breathy moan. After a few moments, he slides his palm up even more, my top somehow loosening, and his hand is now engulfing my breast. When he skims my breast, I feel the warmth of the palm of his hand encompassing my whole breast. His name tumbles off my lips in a cry, “Nate.”
“Look how beautiful you are, hot and ready. Just for me. All for me.” His voice now has a raspiness to it that has me rocking my hips, needing something that isn’t there yet. God, I hope tonight we both can find some sense of gratification.
I reach behind my back to finish undoing the clasp at the back and then I’m bare, just for Nate. It’s bold for me, but I take the plunge and let it fall.
When Nate see’s my boldness though, I’m quickly up and straddling his lap. This feels so much better. A part of me wants us both naked, but I know the wait will be well worth it.
“Just like that, Kori,” he grips my hips and slowly guides me until I find my rhythm and rotate my hips where we both can feel the pressure of his cock against my center.
His mouth finds my nipple, while his other hand molds to my breast. I continue grinding on him, my hands finding his hair, and I hold on as he licks, sucks, and lightly bites my nipple.
He grunts as I find exactly the right spot to make us both see fireworks, only then does my head tip back and I moan.
“Fuck, yes. Keep moving Kori. Take me with you.” I start to come harder than I have by my own hands, and when I feel Nate moving his hips right along with mine, his hands abandoning my breasts, and he’s holding me so close to him, I can feel the slight hair he has on his chest abrading my nipples. It’s then that I come and scream out his name into the dark night air.
“Oh god, Nate.”
“You’re beautiful Kori, so god damn beautiful. Especially here in my arms,” he says as we both come down from our high. He doesn’t let me go. I’m still so tightly wrapped up in him and I’m finding I may never want to leave his arms.
18
Nate
Having Kori come for me in my arms, there’s no better feeling. Shit, I’m getting hard just thinking about it. Let alone coming in my swim trunks like a teenage boy, but it was worth it. There was no holding back, especially when she untied her bathing suit top. She’s a work of art, the dusky rose of her nipples, the way her breasts filled the palms of my hands. I know this is just the beginning.
When we came inside from the hot tub, we both dried off, she got in her sleep set thing. It took everything I had not to tear them off, high cut on her thighs, red in color, with a satin feel, and the top. Fuck, the top I could tear the straps off with a gentle tug and it would come apart.