It's like all the oxygen drains out of the room, and I turn to face him. His eyes are wide, like he’s surprised at what just came out of his mouth.
“You… You’ve been thinking about me for the past year?” My voice is low and rough.
He nods, his chest rising and falling quickly as his breathing shallows and color fills his cheeks. “I haven’t been able to get you out of my head. I think about you all the time. I replay that night over and over again.”
My heart skips a beat. Literally skips a beat like I’m about to have a goddamn heart attack. But he’s been thinking about me the same way I’ve been thinking about him. Suddenly, I feel like my belly is on fire; the flames licking up my body from my balls all the way up to my chest and down to my toes.
I step closer to him so we’re standing chest to chest.
“I’ve thought about you too. I can’t get that night out of my head.” I say, my own breathing heavy.
I don’t know who moves first, but our mouths crash together and in that moment I know there’s no turning back. My strict ‘one and done’ rule is getting tossed out the window and I can’t fucking wait.
I grab his hips and haul him in close to me as he wraps his arms tightly around my neck. We stand just like that and kiss for a long time, and it nearly sends me over the moon. Finally I have to pull back for air, and I press my forehead to his, both of us panting. He runs the palm of his hand over my chest like he can’t touch enough of me. “I have an idea,” I say softly, and he looks at me with curiosity, still pressed up against me.
“What are you thinking?” He asks. “Because if it’s the same as what I’m thinking, we should maybe take this to the bedroom… or at least over to the couch..”
I laugh and bend down to nibble on the side of his neck. “You mentioned there’s a hot tub here? We should make use of it before we lose power. What do you think?”
Matt pulls his head back, an evil grin on his face, and I fucking love it. Even though he hasn’t been with anyone else since our encounter over a year ago, his confidence has increased by leaps and bounds, and it’s sexier than I would have ever imagined. I fucking love it.
“I think I’ll race you out there.”
Chapter 11
MATT
Thehottubisin a separate room attached to the house, but it almost feels like a separate building. Three of the walls are glass, but it’s the fancy stuff that you can turn dark if you don’t want anyone to see in. When I look closer, I realize the glass panels are all moveable, so you could open all the walls and you’d be unsheltered except for the one side closest to the main house. But this setup is perfect for right now, because the wind is howling, and I’m not sure it would be too pleasant if we were exposed to all the elements. The room also has outdoor heaters mounted around the edges of the ceiling, making it perfect for nights like this. I find the switch to turn them on, and then take the cover off the hot tub, breathing in the billowing steam that rises as soon as the icy cold air hits the hot water.
My cock has been hard as steel since Case touched me. Once he shows up in swim trunks, I’m going to lose any semblance of control, so I should probably get into the water, so it’s not as obvious. I’ll consider it a win if I can stop myself from jumping him the moment he gets outside. Grabbing my wine glass and setting it on the side, I slide quickly out of the fuzzy white robe I found in the bedroom, and stick my freezing feet in, hissing as the hot water makes contact.
I slide the rest of my body in until the water is up to my neck, and I’m not gonna lie. It’s glorious. I’m getting comfortable with one jet hitting my lower back at exactly the right spot, when the sliding glass door opens and Case steps outside, his face breaking into a pleased smile when he sees me.
“How is it?” he asks, tossing his robe on the chair beside mine and sliding out of the cozy slippers. He tiptoes quickly over to the side of the tub and lets out the same hiss as I did when the hot water hits his cold skin.
“Fuuuck that’s good…” He closes his eyes and throws his head back as the rest of his body disappears under the water.
We’re both quiet for a few minutes, letting the hot water soothe us. There’s something about an outdoor hot tub when it’s snowing that’s almost magic.
Case is the first one to break the silence. “Maybe we’ll get lucky, and the power won’t go out. I think I could stay in here for a week.” He shifts to allow the jet behind him to hit a different part of his lower back, although I think I saw a little extra adjustment as he shifted his hips, which causes me to bite back a smile.
As soon as those words are out of his mouth, the electric heaters flicker briefly, making us both chuckle.
“We should probably enjoy it while we can.” I say, extending my legs under the water and enjoying the way my muscles feel as they stretch out in the warmth.
Case’s eyes are still closed, his head tipped back, mouth open slightly. The position of his head exposes his neck, and goddammit if I don’t want to float over to him and suck it until I leave a mark. Jesus fuck. I’ve never wanted to claim another person, but I have this weird, primal desire to mark Case so the entire world knows who he belongs to.
He opens his eyes slowly and hits me with a look that feels like a physical caress. He drags his gaze over my face, lingering on my mouth for a few moments before sliding lower, trying to make out the blurry lines of my body underneath the water.
“You’re too far away over there,” he grins lazily. "You should come closer to me.”
He’s looking at me with such intensity there’s a part of me that wants to look away, afraid of what he might see. He licks his lips slowly, and my breath hitches as he reaches for me. Carefully, he takes my drink out of my hand, placing it carefully on the tub surround. Then, with both hands, he takes my wrists and pulls me slowly through the water toward him. As he settles back into the seat, he brings me closer, so I’m straddling his lap, with my hands on his shoulders. I’m hard as a rock, my dick straining against the thin material of my swim trunks. I resist the overwhelming urge to grind down on him, even as I can feel his hard cock straining against his shorts, and I can’t hide the shiver that runs through me.
“Is this okay?” he asks softly. His eyes haven’t left mine.
I nod, almost unable to form words, but somehow I manage to squeak out a “yes” before he stretches up to kiss me, our mouths meeting in a scorching tangle of teeth and lips and tongue. My temperature seems to rise another hundred degrees as he puts his hands on my hips and pulls me down at the same time as he presses up against me so our erections are pressed together, just like I’ve been craving.
I move my hands to either side of his face, sliding my tongue into his mouth, roughly taking possession. His groan and the shudder that passes through his body only spur me on, and I grind my cock down into his with an almost frantic need.
