Fragile Longing

Danilo helped me up on the steps to the jacuzzi. As I lowered myself into the hot water, a soft moan escaped me. My muscles relaxed as I sank back against the backrest, savoring the sensations inside of me.

Danilo was sporting an impressive erection by now. I grinned, knowing it turned him on to control the little device steering my pleasure.

He put his arm around my shoulders, his fingers stroking my upper arm. I rested my head against his strong arm and gazed out over the lake. It was such a peaceful sight, so very unlike my first impression of the area on Danilo’s birthday.

“What are you thinking?” Danilo asked carefully, as if he could sense that my thoughts had drifted back in time.

I brushed my palm over his chest. “Just enjoying the beautiful view.”

I raised my head and captured his lips for a sensual kiss. I pressed even closer to him, sliding onto his lap. His erection brushed against my thigh. Danilo shifted me until I straddled him, his length pressing up against my belly and rubbing deliciously against my most sensitive spot. I wrapped my arms around Danilo’s neck, trying to mold our bodies together. I moaned into his mouth when his cock put the perfect amount of pressure on my clit. Danilo’s palm slid down my back slowly before he cupped my ass and squeezed. Another moan slipped out. “I can’t wait to be inside of you,” he growled.

Despite the brief flash of nerves, I wanted that, too. Danilo’s eyes met mine, trying to gauge my reaction. I held his gaze. “I’d like that.”

Danilo brushed his lips across my cheek and ear. “Tomorrow. We had a long drive today, and I want to make tomorrow really special.”

We spent the next hour making out in the jacuzzi until I began to rock myself almost frantically against Danilo and he released a low groan. He stopped me with an almost painful look. “I have to stop you there or I’ll embarrass myself.”

I couldn’t help but giggle, reveling in the power I possessed.

Danilo lifted me to my feet with a growl and stood. “Enough.” But he squeezed my ass playfully and helped me out of the jacuzzi. “Maybe I need to give you a taste of your own medicine.”

He bent down and picked up the remote control he’d dropped on one of the lounge chairs. I bit my lip. He upped the vibrations, causing me to lean into him with a sharp exhale. Danilo kneaded my ass cheek again. We stepped into the Finnish sauna. Heat blasted my body. Too many sensations overwhelmed me. The vibration, the heat, Danilo’s hand on my ass. We settled on the wooden benches in the sauna. Danilo put a spoonful of water on the coals, and the scent of fir filled my nose.

My eyes took in his erection that strained to attention.

Danilo noticed my gaze and leaned closer to whisper, “You’re doing this to me, Sofia.”

I brushed my finger down his abs and curled my hand around his cock, massaging him the way he liked.

He reached for the remote control and upped the vibrations again. My fingers jerked against Danilo’s length. I could feel myself getting closer and wondered if I could come without any friction to my clit. Danilo gently pushed my hand away. “Not yet,” he said roughly. He stood and helped me to my feet. I felt shaky on my legs, trembling from the small bolts of pleasure that radiated through me.

“Let’s cool off a bit.”

Danilo led me down to the lower deck. I slowly lowered myself into the cold lake. I gasped, then relished the sensation because it cleared the lust-filled haze from my head. Danilo winked at me and dived in headfirst, sprinkling me with ice-cold water. He burst through the surface a moment later.

Grinning, he swam over to me and dragged me against him. I twined my legs around him and kissed him again. He moved us over to the shore so he could stand and keep us both above the water. Danilo rubbed my back, then moved lower to squeeze my ass. “Danilo,” I whispered. I wasn’t sure how to voice my need.

“Soon,” Danilo promised.

Soon sounded too far away. I needed relief now, but I allowed myself to sink into the kiss, to savor the moment.

I began to tremble in the cold water despite Danilo’s ministrations. “Time to warm up,” he murmured, dragging his mouth away from mine. Linking our fingers, he led me back to the soft-pebbled shore and up a narrow path onto the patio. The boards were warm from the fire. I curled my toes in delight, feeling the warmth return to them.

Danilo grabbed one of the plush towels he’d put on a chair and wrapped it around my shoulders before he turned the bullet vibrator off. I gave him an indignant look, but he only smiled, a dark promise of what was to come. He began to dry me with soothing, gentle rubs. My arms, my back, then even gentler over my breasts. My nipples became even harder and not because of the cold. He took his time with my breasts, brushing the soft fabric over my aching nubs in tantalizing circles until small pants escaped my parted lips. This felt so good, and slowly a deep, aching need spread between my thighs.