A Beautiful Choice (Beautiful, #5)

“It’s not too hot?”


I knew it had a double meaning. Giggling, I said, “It’s perfect.” Looking around, I couldn’t believe how just a simple bath could be so perfect. With the little tea light candles on the windowsill as our only light, I could see the steam rising from the Jacuzzi.

“Do you want to turn on the jets?” Gabe asked as he stared at me from across the tub.

“Sure.” I nodded.

Smiling at me, Gabe lifted his arm from the sill of the tub and pressed a button on the side. While the jets massaged my back, I rested my head against the wall behind me and closed my eyes. Letting out a moan, I said, “This feels amazing.”

“Come here,” Gabe whispered.

Opening my eyes, I lifted my head and saw Gabe had his arms stretched out, waiting for me to lay against him. Giving a smile, I slid across the tub and turned around, careful not to sway the water too much. We had gotten it just right so when our bodies were in the tub the water wouldn’t overflow. We just had to be a little careful because we had barely made it.

I rested my head on his chest and I closed my eyes. Gabe’s legs were on either side of me and I could feel his hard cock pushing into my lower back. I started to smile to myself when Gabe asked, “What are you thinking?”

I shrugged my shoulders. “I could get used to this.”

“Mmm, so could I,” Gabe said as he groaned from behind me.

Feeling the vibration of his voice, I started to get excited. I could feel myself getting tingly, and even though we were in water, I knew I was getting wet. I could feel my slickness and my nipples were starting to get hard.

He ran his hands along my stomach up to my breasts. Rolling my nipples in between his fingers, I started to moan and arch my back. I could feel he was getting harder.

Gabe sucked my earlobe into his ear.

Moaning, I whispered, “Gabe.”

As he released my earlobe, Gabe groaned into my ear, “What do you want, Sarah?”

“You,” I said breathlessly.

Releasing his hold on my hardened nipples, he dragged his fingers down my body to my upper thighs. As he scooted his body down further into the water, he pulled my legs out on either side of him.

“What are you doing?” I whispered.

“You’ll see,” he said with a chuckle in his voice.

Pushing me closer to the other side of the tub, I started to feel the massage from the Jacuzzi against my clit. I started to moan when Gabe asked, “Do you like that?”

“Mm hmm.”

“Good,” Gabe groaned from behind me. Pushing my legs further apart, Gabe rested his right hand against the upper part of my *. When he pulled it up, I could feel the massager more on my clit. Resting my head back on his chest I released, “Oh God, Gabe,” as I closed my eyes.

“I love when you’re getting ready to come, Sarah,” Gabe said from behind me as he kissed along my neck.

“Mmmmm.” The feelings from the massager under the water were amazing. I could feel my orgasm building. There were little light tingles here and there, but I knew it would take a while.

“Lift your legs up so they’re out of the tub, Sarah,” Gabe commanded.

As I lifted my legs out of the water, Gabe picked me up and set me down on his lap so I could feel his hardness pushing up against the crack of my ass. He pushed me up against the massager. I moaned loudly. “Fuck, Gabe.”

“Do you like that, Sarah?” Gabe breathed against my ear.

“Mm hmm.”

“Answer me,” Gabe said.

Moaning, I said, “Yes.”

Running his pointer finger and middle finger from his left hand against the opening of my tight little hole, he said, “I’m going to stick my fingers inside of you now, Sarah.”

I started to nod when Gabe said, “And later? I’m going to ram my hard, thick cock inside of that tight, wet little hole.”

I didn’t have time to moan before Gabe was pushing his two thick fingers inside of me. Resting my hands on his knees, I closed my eyes and started to rock my body against the massager and fuck his fingers.

“God, Sarah you’re so tight,” Gabe breathed against my back. “I can’t wait for my cock to be inside that tight little hole.”

“Fuck, Gabe,” I moaned.

I loved hearing him talk to me like that. It was so fucking sexy. Even though I hadn’t had sex, I wasn’t a prude the way some girls are. I don’t know about this “making love” bullshit every sappy ass girl talks about. I want the bent over, fucking me on the back deck as I scream his name. The sweat dripping. My * squirting. His cock coming all over my back or face or in my mouth.

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