Page 52 of Last Ticket to Paradise

Jake flicked a switch, and the water came to life. “Is that to your satisfaction?”

“It looks lovely.” Her shoulders finally relaxed as she let out a deep sigh.

“I think we need a glass of wine after our near-death experience.” He held up one finger. “Hold on.”

As Jake returned to the room, Georgette shimmied out of her damp panties and stepped into the warm, bubbling water, sinking to the seat and extending her legs, letting them float in front of her.

A few minutes later, Jake returned with a bottle of wine and two glasses. “I didn’t get the pleasure of watching you undress.”

She plucked up her underwear between two fingers and tossed them at him. “It wasn’t much of a show.”

He poured out two glasses of wine, set the bottle on the table, and brought the glasses to the side of the hot tub. He then rose from his crouch and yanked down his shorts.

Georgette’s gaze locked onto his erect cock, and she lodged the tip of her tongue in the corner of her mouth. He’d given her so much pleasure this afternoon, and she hadn’t been able to return the favor.

She crooked her finger at him and in a husky voice said, “C’mon in. The water’s fine.”

“That’s not the only thing that’s fine.” He sank into the water, lowering himself onto the seat next to her. He picked up the glasses and handed one to her. “To staying alive.”

“To staying alive.” She clinked her glass with his and took a sip of the red wine, allowing the fruity liquid to loll on her tongue before swallowing it.

Jake gulped back half his glass and set it on the edge of the hot tub. Beneath the water, he reached for her, parting her thighs. “Relax, my love.”

Georgette stretched her arms along the side of the hot tub, tipping her head back, her fingers curled around the stem of her glass, her breasts bobbing gently on the surface of the water.

Jake stroked her inner thighs with his knuckles, pushing her legs wider and wider apart until the hot water swirled around her, the bubbles caressing her. He smoothed one finger over her clit, and her bottom lifted from the seat.

His hands curled around her waist, and he hoisted her up to the edge of the Jacuzzi. “Hang on.”

He paddled to the other side of the tub and climbed out, steam rising from his body like he was some sexy creature from the deep, his firm buttocks bunching and releasing as he walked across the balcony to grab some cushions from the patio furniture.

This view rivaled the one over the balcony wall any day.

He hopped back into the hot tub and made his way back to her, holding the cushions above his head. He reached past her and positioned the cushions behind her on the tile.

“Lie back and enjoy.”

“It’s my turn.” She flattened her hands against his solid chest. “I’m supposed to be pleasuring you.”

“Darling, just having you in my arms is a supreme pleasure, and don’t worry,” he grabbed her ankles, “I’ll be getting plenty of pleasure.”

Georgette lay back against the cushions, her legs dangling over the edge of the hot tub. As Jake moved between her thighs, she ran her fingers through his shaggy hair, guiding him toward her aching pussy.

When his tongue touched her flesh, she shivered and cupped her breasts in her hands. His tongue and fingers besieged her, prodding, poking, licking, and she thrashed her head from side to side as passion surged through her body. When he suckled her between his lips, she exploded.

Her orgasm shook her to the core, but it didn’t drain her like it had the previous time with Jake. Instead, every nerve in her body caught fire, and she dug her nails into Jake’s scalp.

“I want you, Jake. I need you inside me.” She’d never meant anything more than those words ripped from her throat by desire.

He rose from the water, his erect cock like a steaming rod. She hoisted up to her elbows as he slipped his hands beneath her bottom and scooted her back.

Kneeling on the ledge in the water, Jake nudged the swollen folds of her lips with the tip of his cock, as if she were a virgin. In truth, shewasa virgin when it came to this level of passion.

Without breaking eye contact with her, he slid inside, filling her, completing her. She squeezed around him, inviting him deeper. She whispered, “Don’t be afraid. I’m not going to break.”

Her words released the animal within. With a guttural grunt, Jake thrust into her to the hilt. His size jolted her, but her slickness eased his passage, and she took all of him and wanted more.

While he thrust into her, he also made love to the rest of her, kissing her face, stroking her hip, dipping his head to toy with her nipples. Her body burned in response to his attentions, and she felt a growing need in the pit of her stomach. She’d never come with a man inside her before, had never been whipped up to this level of desire.

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