When everyone finally left, Nick pinned you against the door. “Alone at last,” he said. “I don’t like sharing you. Not even with my brothers. I don’t know when I’ll get the chance to see you again and I want as many memories of you as I can get.”
You pulled him to you for a hug and enjoy being held in his arms for a while. He grabbed you and put you over his shoulder, carrying you outside and then stepped down into the hot tub with you. You were screaming the whole time, but now you just end up laughing. Nick took off his shirt and pants, leaving only his boxer briefs on. You did the same thing, feeling comfortable in the large tub with your bra and panties on. You noticed unmistakable lust in Nick’s eyes. Still, he made no move to come near you. “Come sit with me,” you said. He shook his head. “Isn’t this how you like me? Wet?” You paused. It might be a mistake, but it was going to be one that you enjoyed. “Oh wait. You like me wet and naked.” You slipped down a bit into the tub and took off your bra, watching him as you placed it beside the tub. You then slid your panties off and put them with your bra. Nick still hasn’t moved. You aren’t entirely certain he’s breathing. You slowly moved toward Nick. He made no movement himself. You started to think you’ve misread him, that he doesn’t actually want you.
“Stop right there,” he said, in a tone you aren’t used to hearing from Nick. A voice that let you know you could not disobey him. You almost panicked. “Stand up. I want to see you.” You were fairly certain that your heart stopped and then restarted. You took a breath and then slowly stood in the tub. Nick carefully took in every inch of skin that is revealed to him.
You were more beautiful than he had ever imagined,  and he says as much.  He rose and slowly moved to stand behind you. He gently brushed your hair out of the way so that he can lean down and kiss your left shoulder. You weren’t expecting him to be sweet. You tilted your head as he touched his lips to your neck and slid his hands down your arms. This can’t be real. Nick pulled you against him and turned your face so that he could kiss you. His lips were soft and warm. He touched his tongue to your lips and you couldn’t help but return the kiss. You felt his hands gently cup your breasts and then he wrapped one arm around you as he slid the other hand toward your core. It had been years since you had been with a man. And you definitely didn’t remember anyone making you feel like you felt that moment  in Nick’s arms. And God help you, Nick was only touching you.
He continued to kiss you and use his hand to pleasure you. You quickly felt yourself come and can’t imagine how he accomplished that so quickly. And he was still kissing you. You could feel his length against your back through his briefs. You reached back and pushed them out of your way and wrapped your hands around him. He turned you around and kissed you again. Soon his lips found your neck. When you thought it couldn’t be better, you felt his lips close around your left nipple and he tortured you with his tongue. After a few minutes, he pays equal attention to the right side. The whole time you were stroking his length with your hands. He grabbed your hands suddenly and forced you to stop touching him.
“Kate, are you sure about this? We aren’t teasing here. This is real. And if we go any further, I’m not going to stop.”
“I’m sure Nick. I need you.”
He picked you up while kissing you and wrapped your legs around him as he crossed the patio. He tossed a towel across a concrete bench and sat down. He positioned himself at your entrance and looked into your eyes. You found it hard to believe all the love you see in his gaze. “I love you Nick.” You saw a lone tear escape and he gently entered you. Perfection. That was the only coherent thought you were capable of as this man claimed your soul, heart, and body as his own.
Hours later, as Nick tucked you into his bed and snuggles up next to you, you heard him say “I love you Kate. I always have.” At this point, you are too exhausted and too relaxed to do more than sigh contentedly and go to sleep.
The next morning, you woke up feeling someone playing with your hair. You opened your eyes, but don’t move. You saw your reflection in the mirror hanging on the closet door a few feet away. You had a perfect view of Nick playing with your hair. He looked so relaxed and happy. And gorgeous. You couldn’t believe that he made love to you last night. The things he made you feel . . . His eyes met yours in the mirror. The look he gaves you makes you catch your breath. It was very clear that he wanted you again. And that look lets you know that he knew he could have you.
“Good morning,” he whispered. “I really didn’t mean to wake you.”
You continued to meet his eyes in the mirror. “It’s okay. I’m sure we have a lot to do today. I’ve only got fifteen days left of this vacation.”
“Fifteen days,” he repeated slowly. “That’s not nearly long enough.”
“Then we should get started right?”
He smirked. You knew then that you should have jumped up out of the bed and hid out in the closet or somewhere. But you really didn’t want to. He reached up and slowly pulled the covers down, exposing you to his gaze. “We should definitely get started,” he said as he ran his hand down your arm. You continued to watch his face in the mirror as his hand caresses your skin on your right side. The look on his face made you forget that you were ticklish. And when his hand moved around to cup your breast, you were somewhat surprised to see that the look on his face is one of pure pleasure. He reached up and tilted your face toward him and kissed you. He continued to kiss you and then made love to you all morning and into the afternoon. There was no way for you to be happier than you were in this moment..