She raises her brow in question.
“Let me handle things for the rest of the night, alright?”
She pauses for a second. “Okay.” Harper spins, walking out of the bathroom.Shit.Now I’m stuck here while she’s in the other room getting changed into her bathing suit. I try to keep myself busy for the appropriate amount of time. I brush my teeth and use the washroom. I stand there for a couple more minutes before I make my way to the bathroom door, pausing before I open it. I decide to put my hand over my eyes to be respectful. “Is it safe to come in?”
There’s a giggle from somewhere on my left. “Yes it’s safe– thank you for asking.”
I remove my hand from my eyes and she’s standing over by the bed. She has her phone in her hand then shuts off the screen and puts it down. She’s wearing this black one piece suit that accentuates her curves. My hands itch to run over her hips and grab a handful of her ass as I pull her against me. My mouth waters as she turns to face me fully. The cross straps of the bathing suit pushes her breasts together in a way that makes me want to rest my head there and never move.
I walk toward the dresser with my clothes in them and grab my trunks. “I’ll be right back, and then I’ll take you to sit in the hot tub.” Her face splits open into a big smile.
“Really? I was wondering when I would get a chance to go there!” She claps her hands together a couple times. “Okay, I’ll let you get dressed. I’m just going to text Evie quickly to check on Winnie.”
I make my way back to the bathroom and close the door. I take my shirt off quickly, tossing it into the corner of the bathroom. My pants and boxers follow after. I grab my trunks, sticking one foot in, then the other, before pulling them up and tying the strings. I move over to the closet, grabbing two of the world’s softest towels. When I head back into the room, Harper is still in the same spot as when I left. She smiles at me, quickly finishes her typing then crawls off the bed. She reaches out, and I grab it with mine. A blush crosses her face, and it’s then that I realize she was trying to grab one of the towels. Oh well.
I pull on her hand, leading her to the deck where the hot tub is. Thankfully when we get out there, there’s no one else with us. I didn’t want to run into my parents, or Chloe, at all for the rest of the night. I especially didn’t want Chloe near Harper. A roll of protective instincts kick in at the thought of Harper being spoken to like that again. My grip on her hand tightens as we head toward the tub. I put the towels off to the side where we will be able to grab them easily when we get out, and I lead her to the stairs attached to the hot tub. I hold her hand as she steps in and submerges herself into the heat.
A groan of satisfaction leaves her lips, and I clench my jaw as my dick twitches hearing that sound come out of her. Focus. I just need to get into the hot tub so that my dick can be hidden in case it continues to have a mind of its own…especially if she keeps making those noises.
I lower myself quickly into the hot tub. The heat working over my body and relaxing my muscles. I look across the water and see the woman who has slowly been making me crazy. I lost control in the kitchen earlier, and now that’s all I can think about as I sit here across from her. It plays on a constant loop in my head. With her jet black hair in a messy bun onthe top of her head and the steam of the hot tub clouding around her, it almost seems like I’m lost in a fever dream.
The emerald of her eyes are so captivating, and there’s a twinkle in her eyes as she looks back at me. “So,” she starts. She begins to trace her hands along the top of the water, moving them back and forth over the surface. “What are some of the things you like to do around here?”
I think about that for a minute. “I mean it’s been awhile since I was here last.” I lean back in the tub and spread my legs as I get comfortable. “There’s this cute little village bakery I loved to visit. The owners are this couple that have run the place for, like, forty years. They have hands downthebest chocolate croissants I’ve ever tasted in my life.”
“Oh, those sound phenomenal. Can you take me to check it out?”
“Absolutely. We can make it the first thing we do once you’re done with your work week. How does that sound?”
“Perfect!” Her smile spreads wide, joy illuminating her face at the prospect of a decadent pastry. It makes a smile spread over my own face, and that warm feeling begins to start in my chest again. I find myself bringing my knuckles to my chest to rub.
Spreading my arms across the back of the hot tub, I take in the beauty before me. Harper sits across from me, her eyes fixated on the movement of her hands moving through the water, soft smile on her face. The calmness that she emanates settles something in me that I didn’t think I could feel again being here. With her in this hot tub. Here in a place I haven’t been in years. I thought that being back here would be suffocating. That I would be thrown back to the pain and loss that happened so long ago.
I feel something on my knee, snapping me out of my swirling thoughts. My eyes snap to hers, and her head tilted to the side as she studies me.
“You alright?”
I shake my head before bringing my hand up from the water and wiping my face. “Yeah sorry, my mind just took off there for a moment.” Her foot is still on my knee. So I lean forward, hand grasping around her foot before I pull. A yelp leaves her lips as she slips forward slightly.
“Come over here,” I say with a chuckle. “I promise I won't bite.”
She removes her foot from my lap and slides along the bench of the hot tub, inching closer. Just then, she returns her feet to my lap, and I instinctively grab them. I don’t hesitate to make her feel good, and a foot massage sounds like the perfect idea. As I bring my thumb over the balls of her feet, I see her head drop back. A moan leaves her lips.
I pause in my movements, and take a deep breath. The sounds she’s making are testing my control. “Babydoll,” I warn.
“Hmm?” Her head lolls to the side as she opens her eyes. They’re hooded as I continue my motion on her feet.
“If you keep making sweet noises like that, I won’t be in control of what I might do.”
Her body straightens.
Shit.I went too far.
Then, I notice how her eyes are dilated. Keeping our gazes locked, I graze my hand up her calf, massaging her there. Her mouth opens, and a gasp falls into the air.
Her lids narrow, that stare of her becoming more lust-filled with each pass of my hand. I feel her body soften, becoming pliant under the pads of my fingers. Another breathless moan leaves her lips, and my hands tighten on instinct on her calf. My cock is hard as a rock, straining against the front of my trunks. Removing one hand, I try to readjust myself without her noticing, but that fails miserably as her eyes zero in on my movements under the bubbling jets. I clench my jaw as she slowly takes her plump bottom lip between her teeth.
“Harper,” I say sternly.
