Page 114 of Unraveling Rain
I peel off my jeans and shirt, step outside, and turn the hot tub on. I grab a few towels from the outdoor closet, then make my way to the beach.
Just as Rain’s feet touch the water, I sprint and scoop her into my arms.
She howls with laughter, and my heart bursts with love for this girl.
“Hey!” I grin. “I thought howling was my thing.”
She wraps her arms around my shoulders. “I just felt like it was the appropriate thing to do. But now I might be rethinking this whole skinny-dip idea. This water is frigid.”
I laugh at her comment.
When we’re deep enough, she straddles me, arms around my neck. We let the ocean sway us a bit.
“So,” I murmur, my forehead to hers, “what do you think?”
She frowns.
“The ocean. Do you like it?” I clarify.
She scrunches her nose in disgust. “This one is salty and cold as fuck. I think I need more data points before I can answer that.”
Just then, a wave knocks us off balance. I land on my ass in the sand, sputtering. Rain spits out a mouthful of water, shrieks with laughter, and bolts for the hot tub.
I follow, grinning like a fool.
By the time I catch up, she’s already beneath the warm water, arms stretched wide along the rim.
“That’s the stuff right there, Hotshot,” she sighs, closing her eyes. Her tits lift just enough to tease me with a glimpse.
All the lights are off, and the only thing shining is the moon above us.
“We’ve kissed under a waterfall. Now the ocean,” I say, kneeling in front of her. “How about we test the hot tub?”
“I thought you’d never ask.”
I pull her toward me, and she comes eagerly, straddling my lap as our lips find each other. The kiss turns hungry fast.
My hand slides up to her breast, and she arches into my touch, head tilting back.
Her nipple peaks just as I take it into my mouth. My wanton woman moans, teasing her other nipple while I suck hard. She gasps through clenched teeth, and I immediately soothe her with a gentle lick. My reward is a kiss that hits me like a thunderbolt.
Then her hand disappears under the water, and suddenly she's stroking my dick, rubbing it along her slick folds.
“Babe, I want to eat you,” I rasp, pulling back just enough to breathe. “But it’s too hot in here. Come on.”
I pick her up, and her hands go around my neck as I carry her to the outdoor couch. Instead of laying her down, I settle onto my back.
She tilts her head.
“I want you to sit on my face. I want to be suffocated by you.”
Her grin matches mine—wicked, wild, ready.
She crawls up, thighs bracketing my head, and I take a deep breath before pulling her down to me.
Holy shit. This is heaven.
I flick her clit with my tongue, and she moans, rolling her hips. I tease her slowly at first, then faster, my tongue dancing as she starts to grind harder. Her hands go to her breasts, fingers playing with her nipples, her wet hair fallingover her chest. She looks like a fucking siren, coming undone for me.
