Her breath sped up in between her moans.
Nope. Not like this.
He pulled away, leaving her breathless, her cheeks pink.
“If we are spending some time up here, let’s go to this other hotel. It’s one of my favorite places. There are more things to do there.”
“I’d like that.”
He made a reservation at the Carmel Valley Ranch, a place wherehe had made some good childhood memories with his brothers. His mother would drop them off at the all-day camp while she would go to the spa. Ramón, Enrique, and Jaime played tennis, took golf lessons, rode horses, and even learned about honeybees.
They quickly tidied up the room, which was easy because they hadn’t brought anything, checked out, and drove into town to buy some extra day clothes and get a light breakfast.
In the early afternoon, they pulled into the resort, which was a few miles inland. Though it didn’t overlook the coast, this lodge was incredible. It was rural and rustic, almost like a grand farm.
He gave his car to the valet and checked in with the front desk. The bellman took them in a golf cart to their room.
Enrique exhaled. This was more like it.
They had a huge suite, overlooking hiking trails. And a private hot tub on the deck. Deer grazed on the hillside behind them, and couples teed off on the golf course down below.
Carolina ran through the room and sat in front of the fireplace. “Wow, you weren’t kidding about this place being great. It’s like a castle.”
He brushed a lock of hair back off her face. “And you, my dear, are my queen.” He kissed her. This place felt right. If they were going to actually sleep together tonight, he wanted to spoil her first. But he had no expectations about how far she wanted to go—he would let her set the pace. “Let’s get massages.”
Carolina’s face crinkled. “I’ve never had one. I don’t know how I feel about some stranger touching me. Will I be alone? Do I have to be naked?”
He shook his head. “You can leave your panties on if you are more comfortable. And we could get a couple’s massage if you like. Or you can have a solo one. You work so hard—I think you’d really like it.”
She threw her hands up. “Okay.”
He booked them massages together in a couple’s suite.
After their session, they showered in their respective spa rooms and met up in the lounge.
“Wow, that was really great. The woman worked this knot out of my back that’s been there for months. How often do you get massages?”
Enrique didn’t know if he should admit that he got them weekly and even had a massage room with an ocean view at his place. “All the time. I’m glad you liked it.”
They walked back to their room and changed into their new clothes. After a romantic dinner overlooking the lavender fields and dining on local seafood and farm-to-table delicacies, they finally retired to their room.
Carolina walked over to the private deck and turned on the Jacuzzi, the bubbles starting to bounce in the water.
Enrique followed her and brushed his hand through the water. “That looks nice, but I don’t have a swimsuit.”
“Neither do I,” she said with a smile. She held his gaze as her sundress fell to her toes. She was standing there in nothing but the new bra and panties and heels he’d purchased at the store. The yellow lace barely covered her nipples, and the thong accentuated her perfect ass.
Enrique wanted to fuck her against the hot tub until she screamed his name. But again, he reminded himself that he needed to go slow.
“You sure? I can run down to the gift shop and buy us swimsuits.”
She shook her head. “No, Enrique. I just don’t want to hold back anymore. I want you.” She unhooked her bra and took off her panties, revealing dark curls between her legs. The sight of this beautiful naked woman caused his cock to spring to attention.
She carefully slipped out of her shoes, stepped into the tub, and sat down.
He’d assumed she would be shy, but apparently that girl was gone.
Well then! Enrique stripped down, his cock at full attention. Her mouth opened at the sight of his naked body. He grinned and then slipped into the bubbles and sat next to her.
