Once they were both in up to their waists and had adjusted to the almost-too-hot water, he moved closer to her, letting her wrap her arms around his neck. Their naked bodies were flush now, and Ty had to swallow andfocus.
“Okay, now,” he said, looking down at her. “We’re gonna move to where I can stand, but you can’t, then you can practice kicking for a bit. Okay?”
“Okay,” she said, sounding determined.
He led her a little deeper into the hot spring to be sure she couldn’t stand, then had her float on her stomach in the water and practice kicking her legs. He moved slowly along with her, letting the force of her movements move them both.
“How’s that feel?” he asked, their faces so close together their cheeks brushed.
“Good,” she said. “But I feel kind of silly.”
Ty smiled. “Don’t feel silly. You’re doing great. Here,” he said, moving around to the side of her and grabbing her waist. He tried hard, so fucking hard, to not think about how he’d love to be behind her right now, his hands on her waist while he drove into her, watching her absolutely mesmerizing ass bounce with the motion.
All things in good time, though… She needed this first.
Keeping her body elevated with his hand while he stood to the side of her, he let her kick and practice moving her arms.
She was surprisingly graceful, for someone who had never swum before, but that didn’t surprise him. The woman seemed to excel at anything she put her mind to, once she got over her fears.
Next, he had her float on her back and practice kicking that way. Her dark hair swirled around her like blood spreading in the water, and the tops of her breasts and nipples just barelypoked above the waterline. His mouth salivated just looking at them, but he managed to keep his tongue to himself.
She was doing so well, and he could tell this was bringing her joy. The thought filled him with such warmth—thathehad done this for her.Hehad made her happy by bringing her here. The thought came to him then that he wouldn’t even try to deny it anymore—her happiness was absolutely everything to him.
When she finished her back floats, she stood back up, clinging to him with a smile on her face. “This is so wonderful, Ty. I never thought I’d be able to do this. Thank you for bringing me here.” Her words were filled with such sincerity, such gratitude, that his heart nearly burst.
Fuck, what the hell was wrong with him? Was he okay? This was…a lot. Maybe the water was making him too hot and he was getting lightheaded.
He cleared his throat as Ena looked up at him, her cheeks flushed from the warm water.
“What do you think? Ready for more or do you want to get out?” he asked, trying to hide all the overwhelming feelings swirling inside him.
“Let’s get out,” she said. “I think I’m starting to sweat.” She laughed, the sound sending sparks of joy through him once more.
The two of them made their way back to the staircase, Ty reluctantly letting Ena walk on her own once the water was shallow enough, content to walk beside her, when suddenly she doubled over.
“Ouch!” she exclaimed. “Dammit.”
Ty whipped his head towards her, his body springing into action at her sound of pain.
She was bent over, looking at her foot where she’d scraped it on one of the jagged rocks underneath the water, tiny droplets of blood forming along the cut.
“Here, let me see.” Ty scooped her up into his arms, carrying her to where they’d left their clothes on the smooth landing at the top of the staircase.
“You don’t have to carry me,” she said, protesting mildly. “It’s not that bad.”
“I know, just let me see,” he said, placing her down next to his discarded pants.
He knelt in front of her, holding her foot with both hands to examine it. She’d stubbed her toe pretty good, and the scrape was bleeding a little, but she was right, it wasn’t bad.
Ty placed a gentle kiss on the inside of her foot, the way his father used to do when he’d been hurt as a child.
“I didn’t know you had a thing for feet,” Ena teased, the corner of her mouth tipping up as she glanced pointedly down at his half-hard cock, which was quickly becoming fully hard now that he could see all of her outside of the water again.
“I don’t have a thing for feet. I have a thing for you,” he said, pressing another kiss higher up on her ankle. “Every part of you.”
He heard her breath hitch as her legs parted just a tiny bit, giving him a view of that spot he loved to worship between her legs, as she leaned back on her hands.
“What’s this?” she asked suddenly, distracting him from his reverie as she picked something up off the ground.
