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He held my hand as we walked down a paved path that was lit with small lights. It had been cleared of snow. In the night, Rowan's ranch looked like a winter wonderland. The moon, a slender crescent, hung low, casting a silver glow that reflected off the glittering white, giving everything an otherworldly light. I was wrapped up in a big coat, hat, scarf, and boots.
"Where are you taking me?" I asked.
"It's a surprise," he said enigmatically.
"Remember when you took me to that lake?"
"Fuck yeah. You were naked, and I had a hard time keeping my hands off you. Hard being the operative word." He dropped a kiss on my mouth.
Suddenly, we came to a stop. Before us lay a pool of water, a steaming oasis amidst the snow's embrace. There were lights inside the small pond, making it glow in the dark.
"What's this?"
"A hot spring."
"Was it here last time?"
"Yeah. But not usable. We added the stones, the lights and the steps recently. I thought it would be nice to bring you and Flora here in the winter."
"How recently?"
He grinned. "Since you said you'd come to Montana."
I walked closer to the water. The contrast was startling—the heat from the water hit my face, and I could see the steam dancing upward, merging with the chilly night air. Rowan turned to me, his eyes gleaming with the reflection of the water, a silent invitation.
"You like it." His voice was low, almost blending into the night.
"It's very tempting," I murmured.
"Want to swim?"
I chuckled, remembering the last time we'd done this. I caught my lower lip between my teeth. "But I don't have a swimsuit."
He remembered as well. "I was hoping this time I could make love with you like I'd wanted to last time."
We shed our clothes, leaving them on a bench. The cold air kissed my skin, making me shiver with anticipation. When we finally slipped into the water, the warmth enveloped me like a long-awaited embrace. It was a profound relief, a sensation so intense that I let out a sigh, watching my breath disappear into the night.
Above us, the stars blinked, as if the sky was lit up to watch over us. The beauty of it all—the steam rising into the frosty night, the stars, the snow, and the warmth of the water—felt like a dream. Rowan's presence beside me, silent and steady, made it even more compelling.
"There's nothing quite like this," I finally spoke, my voice a whisper against the vastness of the night.
Rowan smiled, his gaze following mine to the heavens, and then back to me. "You're right," he agreed.
At that moment, wrapped in the warmth of the hot springs, with the chilly night air brushing against my cheeks, I felt a connection to the world around me, to Rowan, to the very essence of life itself. It was a moment of profound peace and beauty, a memory etched into my heart, as timeless as the Montana sky.
"Hot springs are good for your skin, they say."
"Do they?" I kissed his chest and licked his nipples.
He groaned softly. "I'm always so hard for you. Like a fucking teenager."
I stroked my hand down from his chest to his cock. I pumped slowly, and he closed his eyes, his hands tight on my waist, as if he were holding on for support.
"Don't stop, baby. God, don't stop."
As I pumped his cock, I moved closer, rubbing my breasts against his skin. He kissed me then, softly at first, and then harder as he got more aroused.
"Wrap your legs around me," he demanded.
