Chapter 36. Hot Tub

Julia

I can’t remember the last time I was in a hot tub. It is a cool spring evening, and the warmth radiating from the bubbling water feels good on my skin. Braxton feels even better on my skin as his hands explore me through the thin fabric of my bathing suit.

I’ve wanted him all day. Ever since I was able to get my mind off of the future while we sat in the garden, I’ve been craving his touch. We’ve stolen kisses, shared a few caresses, but for the most part, we’ve spent our day getting to know one another. Chatting about our families, our lives, our futures. Not one future together, mind you, but futures nonetheless.

Now that we have moved into the hot tub together, the shade of a thousand plants and an awning protecting us from a direct view from the house, I know exactly what his intentions are, and mine are the same. I want him inside of me.

He begins by kissing me deeply, his tongue dancing around with mine, swirling, exploring, prob