Chapter 4

The wicked glint in her eyes has me nearly busting a nut. The way her smile widens makes me think that she’s well aware of it, too. She goes back to eating, and I do the same, mostly because I don’t know what in the hell else to do. What I want to do is toss the plates aside and lay her on the counter, spreading her thighs wide as I eat her pussy for supper, but once I cross that line, there’s no going back, and I’m not sure I’m ready to cross it yet. I’m not sure if she’s really ready for me to cross it yet. Maybe this is all just a game to her.

I really hope it isn’t, because I want her like I’ve never wanted anything before.

We both clear our plates, and I thank her again for the meal. It really was delicious, and I can’t help but think again about how much time and effort she put into learning how to cook for me. That means it must be more than just some fling for her, right? Would she go through all this trouble if she just wanted one night with me?

When I look out the window, I’m surprised to see how dark it already is. Time seems to speed up when I’m with her when all I really want it to do is slow down. I start doing the dishes and watch as she slips back into one of the rooms. I’m almost done with them when I look up and see her wearing a gold bikini that matches her hair and makes her tits look fucking amazing. I fumble with the plate I’m drying, nearly dropping it on the floor.

“I thought maybe we could sit in the hot tub for a while,” she says with a grin.

Oh, yeah, that’ll definitely make my dick feel better.

I run a hand through my hair, trying to come up with some excuse when I finally say, “I didn’t bring any swim shorts,” as if that solves everything.

She laughs and says, “Just don’t wear any. I won’t watch if you’re that embarrassed.”

“Yeah, I don’t think that’s a very good idea.”

“Oh, stop being so shy. I’ve read all about how Norwegians sit nude in the saunas all the time.”

“Yes, where the men will have one sauna and the women another,” I say, scrubbing a hand over my face.

“Oh, it’ll be fine,” she says, brushing away my concerns. “It’s so beautiful out tonight, and it’s going to start snowing any minute, so hurry up!”

She turns to walk out onto the deck, giving me a perfect view of her tight, perfectly rounded ass. My need to claim every inch of her body is starting to win against the logic side of my brain.

I follow her out onto the deck and watch as she gets in and sits down. The water comes up right above her tits, but she hasn’t turned the jets on yet, so her body is easy to see. I quirk an eyebrow at her, and she gives me another small laugh.

“I’ll turn on the jets so I won’t be able to see anything. Better?” she asks after she’s turned it on and the bubbles make it impossible to see beneath the water.

“Yes, now turn around,” I tell her, already kicking off my boots.

She smiles before turning around. Once I’m sure she can’t see me. I pull off my shirt and then my jeans and socks. I hesitate for just a second before tugging off my boxer briefs. The cold air hits my dick but doesn’t do anything to make it go down. I step into the hot tub with a raging hard-on that I really hope the bubbles can hide.

“Can I turn around now,” she asks, and I can hear the teasing tone in her words.

“Yes,” I say, keeping my hand by my cock just in case.

She notices I haven’t brought both my hands up to rest on the sides and gives me a wicked grin.

“What are you so afraid of?”

“I’m not afraid of anything,” I tell her, resting my head back and letting the heat soak into my muscles as I close my eyes.

The feel of her body right next to mine has me opening my eyes with a quickness. She leans her head back and looks up at the sky.

“It’s so beautiful here,” she says. “Does Norway look like this?”

“It looks a lot like this, yes, but we’re missing the northern lights above us.”

“I bet that’s amazing. I’d love to see it one day.”

“I’d love to show you one day.”

It slips out before I can stop it, and she looks over, giving me the sweetest look.

“I’d like that more than anything,” she finally says.

“Your parents aren’t coming this weekend, are they?”