Chapter 160 Soaked in Desire

Chapter 160 Soaked in Desire
Nathan: POV

The footsteps echoed closer, and I felt every muscle in my body tense as I shielded Mia from view. My protective instincts had kicked in so hard that I was ready to physically block anyone from seeing her in this vulnerable state.

But then the voices faded, moving past our secluded area toward the main reception. The spa attendants were just doing their routine evening rounds, not coming into the private pools at all.

Mia looked up at me with something soft and wondering in her eyes. "You really were going to protect me, weren't you?" she whispered, her voice filled with a tenderness that made my chest tight.

"Always," I said simply, meaning every word.

She reached up to touch my face, her fingers tracing my jawline. "Nathan... even if someone had come..." Her voice was breathless, her eyes locked on mine. "I wouldn't have cared. Not with you here."

I felt something shift in her expression—a raw honesty that took my breath away. The way she was looking at me, like nothing else in the world mattered except this moment between us.

Before I could respond, she pulled my face down to hers and kissed me with a passion that took my breath away. But this wasn't the tentative kiss from before—this was deliberate, hungry, full of trust and desire.

"No more holding back," she murmured against my lips before diving in, her mouth clumsy and eager, nipping and sucking like she was figuring it out as she went.

It was adorable—her technique was so inexperienced, all passion and no finesse, like a puppy trying to play-fight. I chuckled into the kiss, letting her take the lead for a moment, but damn, it was turning me on.

I couldn't stay passive for long. I wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her onto my lap in the warm water.

Our bodies pressed together, slick and heated, her swimsuit revealing the swell of her breasts. "You're killing me with that cute little bite," I teased, my voice low and husky. "Let me show you how it's done." I deepened the kiss, my tongue sliding against hers in slow, deliberate strokes.

My hands roamed up her sides, slipping under the torn fabric to find the soft swells of her breasts. I cupped them gently, feeling her nipples harden under my thumbs. She gasped into my mouth, arching her back. "Nathan... that feels so good," she whispered, her voice breathy.

"Yeah? Tell me what you want," I murmured, squeezing her breasts lightly, rolling her nipples between my fingers. They were full and responsive, pebbling up as I teased them.

My cock was already rock-hard, straining against my swim trunks, and I shifted her hips so she could feel it pressing between her thighs.

She ground against me instinctively, her pussy rubbing along the length of my erection through our clothes. "I want you... all of you," she said, her hands clutching my shoulders.

I groaned, thrusting up slowly, my cock sliding back and forth between her legs in the water, the friction building with each movement.

The heat of the springs amplified everything—the way her thighs clenched around me, the slick slide of our bodies. I pushed her torn swimsuit aside further, taking one breast into my mouth, sucking on her nipple while my hand massaged the other. She moaned loudly, her fingers tangling in my hair. "Oh God, Nathan... harder."

I yanked off my trunks underwater and slid her swimsuit aside, positioning myself at her entrance. "You ready for this?" I asked, my voice rough.

"Yes... please," she begged. I thrust into her slowly at first, her pussy enveloping my cock in tight, wet heat. But I couldn't hold back—I picked up the pace, pumping harder, the water splashing around us with each deep stroke.

She let out a loud moan, the sound echoing in the private enclosure, and suddenly she clamped a hand over her mouth, her eyes wide like she was embarrassed by how vocal she was getting.

I grinned, gently pulling her hand away. "Don't hide that from me—I love hearing you." I captured her lips in a deep kiss, swallowing her next moan as I thrust even deeper, my cock filling her completely, our bodies moving in perfect rhythm.

"Yes... fuck, yes," she panted against my mouth, her hips rocking in rhythm with mine. We kept going like that, building tension until she shattered, crying out into the kiss as her orgasm hit, her pussy pulsing around my cock.

I followed soon after, groaning as I came inside her, the release intense in the steamy water.

We were both breathing hard, but I wasn't done. I stood up, scooping her into my arms bridal-style, water cascading off us. "Room. Now," I said, my voice rough with need.

She laughed, wrapping her arms around my neck. "Bossy much?"

"You love it." I carried her out of the pool area and down the short path to our private suite, kicking the door open with my foot. As soon as I set her down inside, she was on me again, pushing me against the door. "Round two?" she teased, yanking off my trunks.

"Hell yes." I stripped her torn swimsuit off in one swift motion, my cock springing free, still semi-hard and ready. She dropped to her knees, taking me into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the head. "Fuck, Mia... just like that," I groaned, my hands in her hair as she sucked me deeper, her lips stretching around my shaft.

But I wanted more. I pulled her up, spinning her around to face the door, and entered her from behind in one smooth thrust. Her pussy was wet and tight, clenching around my cock as I started pumping. "You feel amazing," I said, reaching around to rub her clit while I fucked her steadily, my other hand squeezing her breast.

"Nathan... oh shit, deeper," she moaned, pushing back against me. I obliged, thrusting harder, our bodies slapping together until we both came again.

We stumbled further into the room, collapsing onto the sofa. She straddled me, guiding my cock back inside her. "One more?" she asked with a wicked grin, riding me slowly at first, her breasts bouncing with each movement as she sat upright, grinding down on my dick.

"Make it count," I said, gripping her hips and thrusting up to meet her. We went at it like that for a while—her bouncing on me in that sitting position, me sucking on her nipples, our bodies slick with sweat now instead of spring water. "You're so fucking wet for me," I murmured, feeling her pussy tighten around me.

Then I flipped us over, laying her back on the sofa cushions so she was beneath me, her legs wrapped around my waist. I thrust into her from above, slow and deep at first, then building speed, pounding into her as she moaned. "Like this? You want it harder?" I asked, one hand pinning her wrists above her head lightly, the other teasing her breast.

"Yes... God, yes," she gasped, her body arching up to meet mine. We kept going until she came again, her pussy clenching hard, pulling me over the edge with her.

Finally, she slid off me, panting. "I need to clean up... bathroom time."

I smirked, following her. "Let me help you wash."

She glanced back, eyes narrowing playfully. "I know what that means. Nathan, I'm wiped out—no more. You're insatiable. Who knew a guy in his thirties had this much stamina?"

I laughed, pulling her close in the bathroom. "Don't underestimate a thirty-something man's sex drive. Want me to prove it again?"

She swatted my chest, giggling. "No! Mercy, please. I'm tapping out."

"Alright, alright." I turned on the shower, and true to my word, I soaped up a washcloth and gently scrubbed her back, her arms, her legs—taking my time on her breasts, but just cleaning, no teasing.

She relaxed under my touch, sighing contentedly. Then she patted my arm and said, "You're quite reliable."

"That's just how I am," I said proudly.

Once we were dried off, I helped her into fresh clothes, noticing her stomach growl loudly. I grinned, kissing her forehead. "Hungry, huh? Come on, let's get you some food."