Still, my gut tightened at the idea of Annie deciding it was too much and wanting to cut ties with me. It was a risk I had to take. Not like I could never let her meet Andrew.
“No,” she said. “This is something I want to do, too. I can meet your brother and maybe before too long you can meet my sister.”
“The rest of your family’s in Denver, right?”
“Right. And you’ll meet them all eventually. Assuming you want to.”
I reached over and took her hand. Asking if I wanted to meet her family was all but asking if I wanted to take things to the next level.
“Of course I want to meet your family. And we can do it at our own pace. You meet my brother, I meet your sister. We start there.”
She smiled. “I still can’t believe the situation with you and him, that you went so long without knowing him. Do you ever feel upset about that?”
“I’d be lying if I said it didn’t hurt. Spending your childhood with your siblings…it’s essential for developing that kind of relationship. But my birth mother…” I trailed off.
“Are you mad at her for what she did?” Then her eyes flashed. “Sorry, that was really over-the-line. Not really any of my business.”
“No,” I said. “You have a right to know those sorts of things. And no, I don’t hold a grudge. She made the decisions she did for her own reasons, and nothing would be accomplished by holding it against her. The past is the past, and that’s where it’s going to stay. I have wonderful parents, and that was her gift to me.”
I meant the words, but as I spoke them, I was acutely aware of the fact that I still hadn’t met the woman who’d given birth to me. That I still didn’t want to meet her. Was there more bitterness inside my heart than I was letting on? I pushed all of that out of my mind.
“Then we’ll meet tomorrow,” I announced. “And I promise we’ll have a good time.”
“Sounds great,” she said with a warm smile.
It occurred to me that I’d made a promise I didn’t know if I could keep. What if she saw Andrew and it wrecked her? After all, I was reasonably sure they hadn’t seen each other since they’d broken up.
We finished our meals and sat back.
“That was amazing,” she said.
“The food’s no joke here,” I said. “Glad you liked it.”
She glanced toward the balcony and the hot tub waiting for us. “I think I’m about ready for a dip…maybe even a little more. How about you?”
“Can’t believe you even need to ask.”
We rose and went outside, the chilly air enough to make us shiver. We stepped over to the tub, shed our robes, and climbed up onto the side. The sight of her naked made my cock instantly hard. And she noticed.
“Something tells me you’ve got things on your mind other than getting clean,” she said with a grin as she slipped into the water.
“You might be right about that.” I brought my legs into the water and dropped down onto the seat. “Come here.”
I couldn’t take my eyes off her. Her naked body seemed to shift under the surface – what a sight. She floated over to me, her breath coming out in steamy puffs. Once she was on my lap, she wrapped her arms around my shoulders and kissed me.
“I’ve never, um, done it in a hot tub before.”
It was beyond crazy that a woman like her seemed so…chaste. I would’ve thought men and boys had been drooling over her since she was old enough to date.
“It looks like we’ve got a lot of ground to cover.”
“Then let’s get to covering.”
“Gladly.”
We kissed again, my hands sliding over her water-slicked body along her cool skin. I dipped my right hand under the surface, down her belly, over the patch of hair above her pussy. She sighed as I touched her, closing her eyes and focusing on the pleasure coursing through her body. I rubbed her gently, teasing her clit with the tip of my middle finger, spreading her lips open with the others.
“How the hell can you make me feel so good with just your fingers?” she wondered aloud, letting out a long sigh after she finished speaking.
“Because I know what you want.”
She bit her lower lip, her chest rising and falling, her breasts coming up over the surface of the water for a moment only to drop below when she exhaled. I put my hand on the small of her back, holding her on my lap as she squirmed and writhed.
Her eyes opened, flashing as they locked onto mine. Then she grabbed my cock, already stiff, and began stroking it under the water.
“I need it,” she murmured. “Please.”
“No,” I denied her. “I’m going to make you come first.”
She opened her mouth to protest but seemed to realize there wasn’t any point. Annie closed her eyes as I continued to touch her, moving my middle finger in and out of her as I moved my thumb in slow circles around her clit.
“Oh…oh my God…” She moaned, her body slack in my lap. I watched her come, watched her face tighten and relax, her breath quicken. Nothing was better than watching her orgasm – which was why I loved to do it over and over again.
“Now,” she said, wrapping her fingers around my cock once her pleasure had subsided. “Please.”
“Since you asked so nicely,” I teased.
I put my hands on her hips and guided her on top of me. She kept my cock pointing straight up, and I lowered her onto me. My head went into her, then the rest of my cock, her soft, velvety walls wrapping around me like the softest, smoothest fabric. She felt so fucking good, like heaven.
“God, you fit me perfectly,” she moaned. “I can’t believe it.”
“Believe it,” I said, my voice coming out in a low growl.
I put my hands on the small of her back, guiding her toward me, my cock grinding against her walls. She moaned, her voice rising over the bubbling of the hot tub. And there I was, on the balcony of the best hotel in the state, the city before me and the mountains in the distance, the most gorgeous woman I’d ever seen on my lap. What more could a man want?
She kept on riding me, bucking her hips back and forth, each push of her body over mine bringing us closer and closer to orgasm.
“I’m almost there,” she sighed.
“Then come for me again.”
She nodded, biting her lower lip and knitting her brow. Then she opened her mouth and let out a silent scream, her body shaking on top of me as the orgasm ran through her. I came along with her, my cock throbbing as I shot myself into her, filling her full. I gripped her tits, kneading the perfect flesh as she rode me to the peaks of pleasure.
She rested her head on my shoulder as we collected our breath.
Annie lifted her head up after a time, smiling sweetly. “I really like you, Duncan.”
I grinned. “I really like you, too, Annie.”
Annie
The rest of the day was wonderful. Duncan drove me around Denver, showing me a few of his favorite spots in the city. We stopped for lunch at a delicious Thai place, grabbing a quick drink after. We might’ve spent the entire day in the city, but a weather report we heard in the car let us know some inclement weather was incoming and gave us the push we needed to head back to White Pines.