Another woman came up to use the shower, and I was forced to step aside. Not wanting to stand there in the cold looking stupid, I walked towards the soaking tubs. I didn’t know what to do. I could sit with the other couple, who were now much cozier than they had been a few minutes before, or sit with the girls who were laughing together at inside jokes I didn’t have energy to learn.
Or I could sit with the guys—one of them being my guy.
He still hadn’t noticed me standing here.
Not wanting to meet his eyes, I made a decision, one that I could live with. Callie was right: tomorrow I would leave and I didn’t need to leave with regrets. If I wanted something, I needed to ask for it.
I had nothing to lose. If I wanted to have sex with him—and I did—I needed to tell him.
I walked to the tub where the three guys were, and stepped in.
“Hey,” I said, my breasts bobbing in the water. There were four of us in the tub now, one on each wall, with my guy directly in front of me.
His eyes went wide, and his mouth gaped for a moment before he recovered. “Hi,” he said, before quickly glancing at his two friends in the tub.
“I’m Jude,” one of his friends said. He had an angular face—not my type, and serious in a way that intimidated me.
“And I’m Ashton,” the other guy said, smiling wide. I still didn’t know the name of the guy straight in front of me, and honestly I didn’t really care. As his friends introduced themselves I couldn’t help staring at my guy some more, and he stared right back at me. His eyes seemed to be trying to tell me something, but I didn’t know what.
What I really wanted to know was why he’d left me last night. What I really, really wanted to know was if he wanted a round two.
I didn’t respond and tell them my name, and I think they thought I was rude, because they raised their eyes, then shook their heads. But I didn’t care. The cold air mixed with the steamy water left my skin awake.
“Ok, I’m headed out,” Jude said, looking at me like I was a weirdo—and maybe I was. I was sitting in the hot tub, silently staring at their friend.
“Me too. You coming?” Ashton asked the guy I was eye-locked with.
“Nah, I’m good right here,” he answered slowly, not looking up at them as they left the tub. I knew they were both chiseled and naked, but my eyes weren’t for them and the guy in front of me knew that.
Now it was just the two of us in the soaking tub, and I could press him for an explanation.
But I didn’t need to because he started talking first. “I’m so sorry about last night. After I left the sauna I was so hard, so turned on, I didn’t want—”
“Want what?” I asked. “Me?”
He groaned and pushed his palms to his head, the muscles in his biceps flexing as he moved. “No, that is so not it.”
“Then what was it?”
“If you had so much as touched me I would have—ugh, this is so embarrassing.” He shook his head then raised one eyebrow in my direction. “Basically I would have lasted two seconds. You’re sexier than any girl I’ve ever been with.”
His explanation softened me. I’d never heard a guy say that I turned him on so much. It gave me the confidence I needed to really get things going with him. He hadn’t ditched me to be mean; he had left to save face.
“And then I saw you this morning, and I swear to God you look just as sexy with clothes on, and I was so embarrassed about leaving like I did.”
I didn’t answer. I wanted whatever I said next to be exactly what I meant.
He mistook my pause, thinking I was still mad. “Ugh, I screwed it up, didn’t I?” he moaned quietly, not realizing how sexy he was, naked before me.
“That depends,” I said, walking towards him in the chest-deep water.
“On what?” Having piqued his interest, I stood in front of him with my globe-like breasts close enough for him to grab. The cold air had hardened my nipples, and I felt a rush as I made a move toward what I wanted.
“It depends if you’ll last longer than two seconds now,” I said, pushing myself between his legs. He released his breath, his pent-up nervousness, and wrapped his strong arms around my waist. In a fluid, sure movement, he pulled me onto his lap, taunting me with an already stiff cock.
I looked around and saw the couple of girlfriends had left. The only people in the soaking tubs were the other couple, and they were going at it pretty hard. The guy massaged the woman’s breasts, and she moved her hand in a steady motion under the water, clearing getting him off.