We’re in the basement, and Skylar looks around like she’s never seen this kind of luxury before. I don’t understand it because she’s been married to Paul. He has a lot of money, and he’s given her everything she could want.

I start to wonder how much he really gave her. I care for her, and I want to give her the world, but if he never cared for her? I push the thoughts away. I don’t want to think about the reason he wouldn’t care for her. It’s still a bit much for me to deal with right now.

Instead, I turn my attention back to Skylar. Her auburn hair hangs over her shoulders, and it’s thick and wavy. I want to push my hand into her hair, grip it into a fist, and pull her to me. The thought is hot and raunchy, and I’m suddenly horny.

“The hot tub is ready,” I say.

She turns to me. Her blue eyes are dark, and her face says all kinds of things that I don’t want to misinterpret. She steps closer to me and kisses me again. She slides her tongue over my lips, teasing, before she steps away.

She pulls her shirt over her head and drops it on the floor. Without ceremony, she unclasps her bra and gets rid of it. I watch her strip off her pants and panties, and then she’s in front of me, naked.

My cock throbs in my pants, hard and eager now. Her body is a vision, and I want her. God, I want to fuck her.

“Do you,” I start and clear my throat before carrying on. “Do you want me to get your suitcase?”

She shakes her head. “I didn’t bring a bathing suit.”

She steps closer to me and kisses me again. I slide my hands down her naked back. Her skin is soft like the skin of a rose, and I feel the swells of her breasts pressed against my chest. She grinds her groin against me.

I groan and put my hand on her neck, underneath the hair. I kiss her, pushing my tongue into her mouth. The kissing is urgent. She breathes hard, gasping into my mouth. My hand is on her hip, and I’m pulling her body against mine, grinding my cock against her through my pants.

Suddenly, she pulls away from me, and I’m getting to know her well enough to know she’s teasing me. She climbs into the hot tub, one leg at a time. Her ass is perfect. She shoots a come-hither look over her shoulder at me, and it’s all I need. I yank off my own clothes, my cock springing free, and follow her into the tub.

The water is hot, so hot my skin tingles when I’m in it, but I don’t care. We’re both standing. The water reaches just below my ass, touching my balls, and I shiver. Skylar stands in front of me, her skin dotted with goosebumps from the heat and her nipples tight and erect. I pull her against me so I feel her nakedness down the length of my body. Her nipples are hard when they push into my chest and I kiss her. My cock pushes against her lower abdomen.

I want to be inside of her.

I let my hands roam. I squeeze her ass, pulling her body against me. With one hand, I reach for her breast between us, squeezing it, massaging it. When I find the nipple, I roll it between my thumb and forefinger, tugging on it, and she gasps into my mouth.

I love it when she loses control and when she shows me the effect of what I’m doing to her.

I let go of her breast and reach down, sliding my hand over her ribs, her stomach, her hip bone, and to the V where her thighs meet. I push my finger into her slit, and she gasps when I slide over her clit. I find her entrance and touch her with the tips of my fingers. Her pussy is just below the water, but I can feel how wet she is, her sex slick where the water isn’t.

“God, you’re so wet for me, baby,” I say, and she moans against my lips. I move my fingers back to her clit and rub it in circles. She jerks against me, her body responding.

I don’t spend a lot of time on her clit. Her entrance is irresistible. I want to feel her wetness again. There’s something ego-boosting about having a woman this wet for me. I push my fingers, two of them, into her and she whimpers. I finger her, sliding two fingers in and out a few times. Her legs are wide, letting me, and I finger fuck her for a while.

My cock almost aches with the desire to be inside of her. When I can’t hold it any more, I sit down on one of the seats. She doesn’t waste any time getting onto my lap, straddling me. She slides her slit up and down my cock twice before she lifts her body, and her entrance presses against my tip. She guides my cock with her hand and sits down on me. I slide into her and groan.

The hot water reaches just above my waist. When she moves her hips, the water splashes up around us, but I don’t care. It doesn’t look like she cares, either. The tips of her auburn hair get wet, but she starts rocking her hips back and forth, sliding up and down my cock, fucking me. The movement is slow and languid. She takes her time, teasing me, even though I’m already inside of her. Her breasts are against my chest, my hands on her ass, and she kisses me. Her tongue is in my mouth for a change, and it’s hot that she’s taking control like this.

I want more. I grab her ass and squeeze, my finger digging into her skin a little. I hold her in place and start bucking my hips, fucking her from beneath. She cries out and presses her breasts against my chest, tips her head back, and her lips are parted. She’s breathing hard. The sound of our sex fills the basement, her moans, the water splashing around us and lapping against the sides of the hot tub. Steam curls around us, and it’s hotter than hot in the tub, not just because of our sex, but the water temperature makes me feel flush and out of breath.

I’m not going to stop, though. I want to keep at it. I hammer into her, and she cries out, her moans and whimpers in rhythm with my fucking.

I’m starting to get close. The heat, the water droplets on her skin, and the fact that we’re fucking in the hot tub is pushing me closer and closer to my orgasm, and I don’t want it to be over. I need to slow it down if I want to stop myself from emptying inside of her.

I slow down and focus on her body, on mine, and how hot she is.

Her breasts are close to my face, and they bounce up and down. Her nipples are dark, partially relaxed because of the heat.

I reach up and grab onto her breast. I dip my head and stick out my tongue, licking her nipple before I take her into my mouth. She tastes like hot water and lust. The moment her nipple is in my mouth and I suck it, it tightens up. Her nipple is a hard nub in my mouth, and I flick my tongue over it, alternating scraping my teeth gently against her nipple and sucking.

She tips her head back and moans, her hair hanging down her back.

Her neck is beautiful. I let go of her breast and slide my hand up her neck. The skin is smooth, a long line from her collarbone to her jaw. I hold onto her neck, not too hard that I strangle her, but enough to show dominance. She moans. I press my lips to her neck and kiss her, licking and sucking my way up from her collarbone as far as I can reach with her sitting on my lap.

I’m still fucking her, but it’s not as intense. I don’t want to pick the pace up again. I don’t want to come yet. We’re just getting started. We’re away from the world, and I want to take her as hard, as fast, and as long as I want to. There’s nothing stopping us, no one interfering.

Skylar kisses me again, and I wrap my arms around her back, pulling her close to me. The kiss is sensual, rather than sexual, and I feel the emotions for her surface through the lust.

She breaks the kiss after a moment and pushes up so that I slip out of her. She gasps when she does, but she stands up in front of me.

“Don’t stop yet, sweetheart,” I say to her.

She smiles at me and holds out her hand. I take it and let her pull me up. She leads me out of the hot tub and toward the sauna that I showed her earlier. Everything is connected to the same circuit so with the hot tub on, the sauna is hot and steamy, too.

When we’re closed inside, the steam wraps around our bodies. I study Skylar’s body. She’s so damn hot, the steam making her edges blurry, but her breasts and her pussy are on display, and it makes me want her so damn bad I can barely contain myself.

I control myself, though, because she’s taking control now, and I want her to. I’ll take over soon enough.

“I’ve always wanted to fuck in a sauna,” she says.

Her words send a shiver down my spine, despite the heat. I’ve never heard her speak like this, but it’s hot.

“It’s a fantasy of yours?” I ask.

“One of them.”

I want to know her fantasies, to help her realize them, but this is enough for now. I want her so badly now that she said that.

She steps closer to me, the length of her body pressed against mine. She reaches up and puts her arm around my neck, grinding her groin against my dick. Her tongue slips into my mouth again, and she gives me one of those hot kisses that runs through my body, making me hard and horny before it hits me right in the feels.

When she breaks the kiss, she’s as out of breath as I am. I don’t know if it’s the heat in the sauna, the steam, or how sexy she’s being that we’re so out of breath, but I’m not going to complain about it. I’m loving where it’s going.

Skylar puts her hands on my cheeks and looks at me, her blue eyes piercing, pupils dilated.

“Fuck me in here, Parker,” she says.

I didn’t have anything else in mind, but there’s no way I’m going to refuse a request like that.