Ally stepped outside and sighed, a sound that had Travis’s hard c**k twitching, wanting to hear that sound as he buried himself inside her.
“It’s lovely. And the skies are so clear here. The stars look incredible,” she said with awe. “What is this?” She waved toward a small pool with a waterfall that trickled down several ledges of rocks.
“It’s the hot springs. They have an incredible flow on this land that allows them to divert it to several places. The biggest one is in the resort and spa.”
Ally sniffed loudly. “It has a different smell.”
“It’s the minerals. This is a natural hot springs. It has like fourteen or fifteen different natural minerals.”
“It’s beautiful. Is it warm?”
“It is,” Travis said casually as he grabbed the hem of his shirt and pulled it over his head. “And relaxing.”
Travis nearly groaned as he saw the look of longing on Ally’s face as her eyes roamed over his chest. “I’ll go get us some water. Tate is right. You need to keep drinking water.”
“I’ll get it,” she answered quickly, licking her lips as she watched him flip the top button of his jeans. She backed up slowly and headed for the kitchen, as though she didn’t want to take her eyes away from him.
Travis quickly stripped off his jeans and briefs and slid into the pool, groaning as the warm mineral water sloshed over his body. He submerged himself, letting the warmth soothe him as he dunked his head and then sat on one of the lower rock ledges, leaning back so the water trickled over him, relaxing his muscles.
How often had he sat in this exact place, dreaming about Ally? He’d left the patio light off, leaving only the light from the bedroom on. He looked up at the sky, marveling at the miracle that she was finally here with him. Unconsciously, he gripped his hard, pulsating cock, stroking it as he stared up at the sky, both exhilarated and terrified at how Ally had changed his life. Let’s face it, he wasn’t a guy who’d had a whole lot of happiness in his life, and it was intoxicating. But he still had fears of losing Ally. And he knew that now he’d never survive the loss.
A small, needy moan came from beside the pool, and Travis looked up to see Ally with two giant bottled waters in her hand, looking at him with so much longing that his heart accelerated like a race car taking off from the starting line. Finally realizing that he was stroking his own cock, he froze.
“Don’t stop,” Ally begged him quietly. “Please. You look so hot.” She set the waters down next to the pool and pulled her delicate short-sleeved shirt over her head in a slow, seductive move.
At that moment, Travis couldn’t have stopped if he wanted to. He watched as she slowly stripped for him, her bra coming off next in languid, sensual motions of Ally’s upper body. Travis’s hand moved up and down his shaft, gripping himself tightly as he watched her, knowing her every movement was meant to arouse him, and it did. Painfully. Her unabashedly sensual movements drove him mad. “God, you’re beautiful,” he told her hoarsely, their gazes locked on each other.
She cupped her br**sts, running her thumbs over the ni**les, gasping as she watched him jerking his hand up and down his cock. “God, yes. Touch yourself, Ally.” Watching her pleasure her own body nearly broke him.
He saw her bite her bottom lip, trying to hold back her moans of pleasure. She was standing directly in front of the light coming from the bedroom, and she looked like a f**king goddess.
She moved her hands and slowly undid the button and the zipper of her jeans, shimmying out of them, revealing her body slowly, taking her panties with them. Finally, she stood in front of him boldly and beautifully naked, no longer shy about revealing herself to him completely.
“Come to me,” Travis ordered, unable to stand another second without touching her.
She slid into the pool silently, the water rippling over her br**sts. Placing her hands on his thighs as she arrived in front of him, she slid her hands up and down the muscles, massaging him.
Travis moved his hand from his c**k and reached out for her. “Come ride me, Ally. Convince me that you’re really here with me,” he told her in a pleading but commanding voice.
For once, he wasn’t going to hurry this moment. It was too magical, and he wanted to savor Ally the way he’d always needed to, but had never been able to accomplish.
“I almost just wanted to watch you come. You looked so amazing,” she told him breathlessly.
Travis’s heart skipped a beat, his arousal growing even hotter. What woman said something like that? Only Ally. And it made him want to please her even more. “You’re coming with me, baby,” he told her adamantly as he lifted her onto the ledge and into his lap. She straddled him, and he reveled in the slick heat of her pu**y as she nudged her hips into his groin. Locking his arms around her waist, he put his lips to her neck, nipping and stroking her skin with his tongue. He took his time, relishing every touch, feeling her body quiver in his arms as he latched onto one of her ni**les and then giving the other one the same attention. Lifting his head, he demanded, “Kiss me.” He put a hand behind her neck and guided her mouth to his.
He explored her mouth with his tongue slowly, loving the way she followed his lead, entangling her tongue with his, bringing them closer than they’d ever been before. Moving his hand down to his cock, he groaned into her mouth when he parted her folds and his fingers found nothing but hot, wet need between her thighs. He guided his c**k to her tight channel, pressing his hips up to enter her. She moved then, bearing down on his c**k until he was completely buried inside her.
She moaned into his embrace and threaded her hands through his hair, neither of them moving for a moment. Travis luxuriated in the feel of her lips on his, her inner muscles gloving his c**k with warmth. Hot mineral water flowed over them as they lost themselves to sensation.
Ally rotated her hips slowly as she fisted his hair, breaking off their kiss to pant beside his ear. Travis grasped her hips, thrusting upward, wanting to fill Ally so completely that she’d crave him forever. In that moment, Travis realized he wasn’t just f**king anymore; he was making love with the woman who melded with him so perfectly that he never wanted it to end. Truth was, he’d always been making love with Ally, and it had always been so much more. She was f**king perfection. “Make love to me, Ally. I can’t believe you’re really here.”
“Yes,” she moaned as she rotated her hips faster. “I’ve always been making love to you. And I never want to stop.”