In the warm, bubbly waters of a hot tub, two figures intertwined. The woman, a sultry siren with short, choppy bangs framing her face, lifted her lips to meet the man’s. He, a muscular figure with a chiseled jawline and kind eyes, eagerly accepted the invitation.
As they kissed, the woman let her hands wander down the man’s chest, feeling the hard muscles beneath her fingertips. She traced the outline of his abs, causing him to shiver with anticipation. The man, in turn, began to caress the woman’s shoulders, his fingers gently kneading the soft flesh.
Breaking their kiss, the woman trailed her lips down the man’s neck, nibbling and licking at the sensitive skin. He moaned softly, his head falling back to give her better access. She took advantage of this, her tongue darting out to taste the salt of his sweat.
With a sly smile, the woman moved her hands to the man’s swim trunks, tugging them down to reveal his growing arousal. She wrapped her fingers around him, stroking him gently as she continued to kiss and nibble at his neck.
The man’s hands, meanwhile, had moved to the woman’s bikini top. He deftly untied the strings, freeing her breasts from their constraints. He cupped them in his hands, his thumbs brushing against her nipples. The woman gasped, her hips bucking against his.
With a growl, the man stood, pulling the woman up with him. He lifted her onto the edge of the hot tub, spreading her legs wide. The woman moaned as he knelt between her thighs, his tongue darting out to taste her.
He licked and sucked at her, causing her to cry out in pleasure. She tangled her fingers in his hair, pulling him closer. The man slid a finger inside of her, feeling her muscles clench around him. He added a second finger, curling them to brush against her most sensitive spot.
The woman’s cries grew louder, her hips bucking as she approached her climax. With a final flick of his tongue, the man sent her over the edge. She screamed his name, her back arching as waves of pleasure washed over her.
As the woman came down from her high, the man stood and stepped out of the hot tub. He dried off and retrieved a condom from his discarded swim trunks. He rolled it on, his eyes never leaving the woman’s flushed face.
He stepped back into the hot tub, positioning himself between the woman’s thighs. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer. He slid inside of her, causing her to gasp at the feeling of fullness.
He began to thrust, each stroke driving them both closer to the edge. The water sloshed around them, splashing against the sides of the hot tub. The woman moaned, her fingers digging into the man’s back.
“Harder,” she gasped, her hips meeting his thrust for thrust. “Faster.”
The man complied, his thrusts growing faster and harder. The woman cried out, her nails biting into his skin. He could feel her muscles clenching around him, her climax building once again.
With a final thrust, the man sent them both over the edge. The woman screamed, her back arching as she came. The man groaned, his hips stuttering as he followed her.
Breathless, they collapsed against each other, their hearts pounding in time with each other’s. The man pulled out, disposing of the condom. He wrapped his arms around the woman, pulling her close.
They stayed like that for a while, their bodies slick with sweat and water. The woman traced idle patterns on the man’s chest, her mind still hazy with pleasure.
As the water began to cool, the man helped the woman out of the hot tub. They dried off and dressed, their bodies still humming with satisfaction.
Hand in hand, they walked back to the house, their minds already turning to the next time they could steal a moment alone together.
