Page 77 of Pretty Obsessed

"Are these the places you like to be touched?" I asked digging my fingers into the meat of his buttocks, lifting him to his toes.

"They are some of my buttons." He rubbed our chests together, spreading the soap and lightly moving our cocks together.

"And here?" I massaged his cheeks.

"Especially when you drag me against you."

"So you like when I'm possessive?”

He nodded eagerly. "And demanding."

"You like when I take what I want?" I confirmed, getting impossibly harder.

"Yes," he said into my ear, dragging me under the spray.

"I might not make it until we get back in the room."

His eyes danced with amusement as we parted to wash our hair. "Take what's yours then." He grabbed his mini towel and headed the way Iris went before I even rinsed my hair.

Iris wore a huge smile when I came out to find them both already submerged in the pool. The chill of the air bit at my skin, raising goosebumps. I hadn't realized this would be outside. Colorful leaves changed around us, reds and yellows and orange, swaying in the low light. The pool was lined with large rocks, and the sounds of water surrounded us, blocking out everything from the city around, making it a true escape.

I took them both in, cock still full and unashamed, much like the club. "What's so amusing?"

"How hard you two are for each other," Iris said, off-handedly. "And the surprise I have."

I froze at the edge. "Don't tell me you have a bunch of prostitutes coming or something?” With Iris, it could be anything.

He rolled his eyes. "Like you two would look at anyone else. I'm not so naive."

"Then what?" I took the first step into the water, heat singing into my skin. Warmer than any hot tub I'd ever been in, the mix of minerals in the water soothed my skin and muscles, beckoning me forward. Already showing me why these places were so alluring and relaxing.

"I rented the entire place out. Enjoy." He got out of the pool only pausing for a moment to dry himself with his mini towel.

"Wait, what? Where are you going?" I asked, spinning towards him.

"I have more fun waiting for me in another bath house." He winked. "Enjoy this time, you two."

"Then why'd you come with us?" I asked, staring at his backside as he retreated towards the locker room.

"I had to make sure Emory was worthy of you," he said, laughing, and I couldn't tell if he was joking. "But in all honesty to get you in here, and all worked up, so you wouldn't worry when I left. Seriously enjoy it." He gave me a peace sign as he disappeared.

"Should we let him go?" Emory asked, coming up behind me.

"Yes, this was quite kind of him." I laughed, turning into him. "He's taking care of me in the ways he knows how. He knows quality time is my love language, which is why I give him so much of mine."

"It's mine as well." A smile spread across Emory's face. "Do you think we can fuck in here?"

"I trust Iris arranged it." I grabbed his buttocks, dragging his body to mine again. "I have demands."

"Do you?" Emory asked playing coy again.

"So many, so very many." I breathed over his lips, walking backward so I could sit on the edge, knees open, drawing him between them.

"Does it involve my lips?" His brows rose as he glanced between us.

"Since I can't have what I really want, yes."

His attention snapped back to my face. "What do you really want?" he said slowly and carefully.

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