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the table.

I was downplaying the earring. It really was just a Black Friday deal that had meant nothing to me, but if Noah meant as much to me as I was starting to suspect, that earring had taken on a new meaning. It was a way to remember how we’d first met, and how he’d first touched me. It reminded me of how drawn I was to him from that first touch. I didn’t want to lose it in the hot tub.

“I thought of getting some lube too,” he said, “but the condom is pre-lubricated, and if you’re even half as wet as I am hard—”

I put my finger on his lips and shushed him again. “Don’t be so obvious, Mr. Black. It’s unattractive.”

“Is it?” he asked, my fingers still pressing against his lips.

“Subtlety is more attractive,” I said. “Think about a good book. One that uses simile and metaphor. Symbolism. Then compare it to something like Harry Potter in space. A book that bashes you over the head because the author wants you to know how smart he is.”

Noah laughed, and I took him by the wrist and moved his hand from my ear to my mouth. I slid his index finger between my lips and started sucking. I swirled my tongue around his finger, and his entire body clenched up. I looked up at him with my biggest, most alluring “fuck me” eyes as I moved my lips up and down his finger. He leaned back against the edge of the hot tub and moaned.

I worked his finger for a minute or so, and then popped it out my mouth. “You see? I was sucking your finger, but there was another implication. You weren’t thinking about your finger. That’s subtlety.”

“About as subtle as sucking on a banana in a bikini while jumping on a trampoline,” he said, grinning. “Do you have any idea how hard I am, Lacey?”

I looked down, but the water was bubbling, and I couldn’t see through.

“I think I have an idea,” I said.

“You have no idea.”

I reached down and grabbed his leg, just above his knee. I ran my hand gently and slowly up his thigh. It was thick with muscle. Judging by his pained reaction, I was moving my hand up his body much too slowly, but I loved watching him squirm like that, so I didn’t speed up despite his obvious pain.

When I got to the top of his thigh, my hand moved across, but I got distracted by his v-cut. “You must work out all the time.”

“A bit late for ‘do you work out?’ isn’t it? You’ve already got me wrapped around your finger, Lacey.”

“Do I? Maybe I should wrap my fingers around…”

I grabbed his cock. I’d given him the slow treatment long enough. I didn’t want to give him blue balls, and I knew that when it came to a man’s dick, subtlety was not the best approach. I grabbed hold of him with my whole hand and squeezed. My God, he was hard. And thick.

My eyes widened as I ran my hand up and down his length. “You’re huge, Noah. Or is it too late—”

He shook his head. “It’s never too late to hear that from you, Lacey.”

Now I was the one feeling impatient. I wanted this bathing suit off. I wanted to be on top of him. I wanted this gorgeously warm thing inside of me. If it would fit.

It felt like a battle. I didn’t want to let go of his cock. I wanted to stroke him and make him feel good. He and I also both wanted to get my bathing suit off. Neither of us was willing to concede anything on either of these things we wanted, so we found ourselves in this awkward and tangled dance where I was trying to stroke his cock while we worked together to get me naked.

It was basically the most fun game of Twister that I’d ever played. When I had to let go of his thick cock for a few seconds to get one of the shoulder straps off my arm, I felt like I’d suddenly lost the game. When I gripped him again though, and felt those thick veins against my palm, I realized that there was no losing this game. I’d already won.

He shoved me against the other side of the hot tub, and he pulled me up so my breasts came out of the water. He buried himself in my chest. His lips and