If I fucked this up, I could ruin her trust in me, in us. Or even worse, in herself. Praying I was making the right choice, I threaded my fingers through her hair and kissed her, slow and sweet. When I felt her relax, I deepened the kiss, exploring her mouth until her sweet, desperate little mewls told me she was ready. “The hot tub jets feel good on your back, yeah?”
“Mm-hmm.”
I nipped her lip. “How do you think they’ll feel on your pussy?”
I pulled back just enough to see her eyes widen. Darken. Her mouth agape.
“You want to try that, Firefly?”
“Yes,” she breathed.
I held my hands out, and when she put her hands in mine, I pulled her to stand and turned her around. She immediately stiffened. Fuck. “I’m not going to touch you, and my cock is nowhere near you. I’m not going to let it touch you, I promise.”
“I’m sorry.”
“Nothing to apologize for,” I said calmly, but my heart was jackhammering in my chest.Please don’t let me fuck this up.I sank lower into the water, squatting to move my hard-as-steel cock away from her, and kissed the back of her neck, my hands caressing her arms until I felt her relax again. “Lean back, rest your head on me.”
Jenna’s head fell back against my left shoulder, and my right arm crossed over her body, my forearm grazing her barely covered tits. She arched, pressing her chest into my arm, and Ismoothed her hair back, my arm sliding over her peaked nipples. “Feet up, Firefly. Put them on the wall.”
I slid my other hand under Jenna’s back and lifted her, bringing her just close enough for her feet to touch the edge directly in front of a jet.
“Oh!” she gasped, her wide eyes locking onto mine.
God, she was gorgeous like this. My lips crashed desperately onto hers.
“Liam!”
“You feel that?”
She nodded fervently.
I traced her flushed face, letting my forearm tease over her chest. “Want to get closer?”
“Yes!”
I stepped closer to the edge, and she spread her legs and bent her knees, dropping them to the sides, opening herself up to the bubbles rolling against her pussy. She let out a garbled cry.
I kissed her, swallowing her sounds of pleasure. “That feel good, Firefly?”
“Yes!” she panted. “Liam, it’s so good!”
Her hands came up and grabbed my arm. Her stomach muscles clenched. I imagined her pussy clenching, too, how it would strangle my cock. “Jenna, you’re beautiful.”
“Touch me.”
“Where?”
She moved my hand over her breast.
I traced the curves spilling over top of her bikini. “You want me to touch your tits?”
“Yes,” she moaned.
I closed my hand over one, gently kneading it before moving to the other.
“Liam!” She dug her nails into my forearm and every muscle in her body tensed. Her eyes latched onto mine, wide open, filled with desperate need and…confusion. Fear, even.
“I’ve got you, Firefly. Let go.” I kissed and caressed her. “Let yourself feel good.”