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Shuddering, clenching against his fingers, I pull back to look into his sexy eyes again, wanting to see their green depths as I continue to pulse against his hand.
I’m rewarded with a smile that reaches the corners of his eyes.
“Feel good?”
He can’t possibly be serious.
“Good? I have no words.”
Slowly his hand moves to my waist as he spins us both around. Now my back is to the wall of the spa, and Hayden’s arms pin me there on both sides.
I’m content to stay here all night, trapped by him. Drunk on the force of my orgasm and the lingering effects of the raspberry drink.
“I have a few.”
He kisses me, this one gentler than the last. But no less sensual.
“I so want to pull you out of this hot tub, take you to my room, and repeat that, or something like it, over and over again until we’re both so spent that neither of us could possibly walk comfortably for days.”
I love his words. And yet . . .
“I can sense a but,” I say.
His very fine chests rises and falls, as if he’s running a race. I place both palms against it and can feel his rapid heartbeat under my hand.
“You look like you’re in pain.”
He doesn’t hesitate to answer. “I am. But I want you to be sure. Uh-uh-uh,” he says as I open my mouth to argue. “Just listen.”
He totally knew what I was going to say. Again.
“When you picked me up at the hotel, I could tell you weren’t fully on board.”
I shrugged, because I’m not the kind of person who argues with the truth.
“Let’s be absolutely sure. Because I have a feeling there’ll be no going back after . . . that.”
I could argue that we’ve already crossed that line, because I suspect we have, but he makes a good point. If only he weren’t making it half naked in a hot tub with his groin pressed up against me, his heart pounding in his chest.
I swallow.
“You know I’m right.”
“That doesn’t make it any easier.” But also, I don’t want to go back to my empty room yet. I don’t want to give up what little time we have together.
“Let’s finish those Raspberry Dreams, change, and hang out in your cottage. There’s a little treat waiting for you in there.”
“A treat?”
“Mmm-hmm. Do you like chocolate-covered strawberries?”
He scoops me up in his arms, our intense sexual connection giving way to an equally intense, and somehow much scarier, emotional one.
Our bodies fit together perfectly.
“I do.”
“Good.”
