throbbed in anticipation. “Okay.”
“You should get in the tub,” he instructed, his feet already heading out of the room. “I’ll be right back.”
I nodded and did as I was told, hopping into the warm water. My nose was immediately filled with the scent of roses as petals floated right by my feet.
And by the time I looked up again, Hunter was back inside the bathroom, rolling a condom down his cock. “Get on your hands and knees.”
I followed his instructions again, carefully bringing myself up on my hands and knees inside the bathtub. I felt Hunter’s fingers trailing down my ass before he slipped a slick finger inside my hole, cautiously stretching me out.
I groaned as he slid his lubed-up finger even deeper inside me, my body begging for some sense of relief.
“You can put… more… if you want…” I offered.
Hunter quickly took me up on the offer as he slipped another finger inside me. As he pushed and pulled his fingers through my entrance, my arms and legs began to shake, the pleasure on the verge of being overwhelming.
“Hunter…” I moaned, my body threatening to pull in on itself. “Please…”
Hunter moved his fingers away from me before giving me yet another instruction. “Lie down on your back. Rest your legs on either side of the tub.”
I turned around, just enough to comfortably rest on my back inside the tub. And then, I propped my legs up on either side of its ceramic edges, curious about what was supposed to come next.
And when Hunter shifted down to the tub, not stopping until he was resting against my chest, our bodies nearly even with each other, there was a huge sloshing of water going over the side of the tub, hitting the bathroom floor with a loud splat.
Oh no.
That was hilarious.
But I couldn’t laugh. I didn’t want to laugh.
I didn’t want to ruin the mood.
However, despite my best efforts, I wasn’t able to keep the laughter inside me. The sound came out in small chuckles and then grew louder and louder, my true amusement spilling over just like the water on the floor.
Hunter broke out into a laugh just as loud as my own as he shook his head back and forth.
“That’s what I get for trying to have vacation sex,” Hunter murmured.
“The road to a wet bathroom floor is paved with good intentions,” I joked.
Hunter grinned and kissed me, his lips crashing against my own as he shifted even closer to me in the water. And as water continued to slosh onto the floor, small laughs escaping our throats with every splashing sound, Hunter gently pushed his cock inside me, soon filling me up with every inch of his shaft.
“Hunter…” My laughter then turned into a deep moan as my hands rested on Hunter’s back.
And as Hunter continued to move inside me, his hips moving against my own in a perfect rhythm, our eyes met underneath the brightness of the bathroom’s overhead lightning.
He was beautiful.
I knew he was beautiful from the first moment we’d met, but not like this. It was almost like I was seeing him for the first time, never noticing the way his eyes reminded me of the sun breaking over the bridge, or the way his smile filled me with so much warmth it was almost unbearable to look at for too long.
“Hunter…” I whimpered as I felt my cock start to throb, a warning that I was close to the edge. “I’m close…”
“I’m close, too,” Hunter whispered, his hips moving faster against me, his cock filling me up to the brim at a near-maddening pace. “I’m so close.”
I looked back up at him, the sun in his eyes, and the warmth in his lips.
And in that same moment, I was done for, my shaft spilling over with my come as I pressed my fingers deep into his back, my throat crying out his name.
It seemed like Hunter was done for too, as he desperately called out for me while his hips drove against mine for one, final motion.
This was bad.
This was really, really bad.
I had my sunglasses back on my face as Hunter quietly slept beside me, his chest steadily rising and falling.
What the hell was that in the bathtub?
That didn’t feel like hooking up. I’d hooked up with enough guys to know by now that looking into each other’s eyes and laughing at some shared joke wasn’t par for the course. And sleeping over was another big no-no, despite the fact that so far