Free Glass Ceilings by A. M. Madden

I realized I was fighting my gut instincts.”
    “Which are?”
    “I can trust you, Nick. I know I can. I like being with you. I enjoy your company. I’ve never been so sexually attracted to another man before. But most of all, you have a good heart. I can see that, even if I barely know you.” She kissed me softly, and added, “That is, if you still want to see more of me.”
    “Angela, once I got to New York, I knew without a fucking doubt you’d be all I could think about.”
    She stroked the stubble on my chin and said, “So I guess we’re dating?”
    “I guess we are.”
    “Is it breaking the rules if I ask you to make love to me?”
    Normally referring to fucking any other way but as fucking would have me running for the hills. Yet, the words from her mouth sounded right.
    I stood, placing her on her feet. She watched as I crossed the kitchen, snatched Eve’s list of rules from the fridge, and ripped them into tiny pieces.
    When I walked back to her, I said, “Fuck the rules.”
    I took her lips in my own version of a sweet kiss. When our kissing became frantic, she ended it so we could continue in the hot tub. I grabbed a few condoms from my wallet, while she fiddled with a panel on the wall.
    “I hope I can figure out how to work this. If not, that would suck.”
    “Uh, yeah it would,” I agreed with a chuckle. She smirked while I blatantly adjusted myself. “Need help figuring it out?”
    “No. I got it.” With flips of a few switches, the cover retracted and the accent lights came on, illuminating the deck and the perimeter of the tub in the night darkness. The jets spurted to life next, immediately causing steam to rise in a thick cloud over the deck. In the tub, the waters swirled, taking on different colors as the bulbs changed through every hue of the rainbow. This place was amazing. Shit, the fun I would have if I lived here.
    Angela turned toward me with a huge smile. “So, how do we do this?”
    “We walk outside and get in.”
    She smacked my arm in mock annoyance. “No, silly. Naked?”
    “Preferably.” I peered outside to assess the deck. The built-in tub sat in the corner, surrounded by tall wood fencing. Two ivory canvas sail shades stretched from corner to corner, overlapping and providing complete privacy. The snow was heavy outside, yet the deck itself was free of accumulation. “Is the deck heated?”
    “Yes. So are the towel bars and benches.”
    “Eve sure thought of everything.”
    “Her hot tub is her pride and joy.” Angela suddenly scrunched her nose in disgust. “Oh.”
    “What?”
    “I just thought of all the times she must have had sex in there.”
    “No worries. The chlorine kills everything off. Besides, I’ll have you distracted in a few minutes. Towels?”
    She pointed to a teakwood cabinet that sat beside the patio door. I opened it revealing shelves neatly lined with plush robes and thick towels. Before she could change her mind, I grabbed two robes, and took the liberty of removing her T-shirt for her. She blushed while standing completely exposed to my heated gaze.
    Wordlessly, I removed my briefs in an attempt to even the playing field. She eyed the condoms I still held in my hand, before her gaze traveled over my torso and settled on my cock as it stretched rock hard from my body. I moved closer, holding out one of the robes for her to put on. It seemed pointless, since we would both be naked again in less than five seconds.
    “Ready?” She nodded, pulling her bottom lip in between her teeth. “Don’t be nervous.”
    “I’m not. I’m excited.”
    Well, fuck me,
I thought.
    I opened the door, grabbed her hand, and ran to the tub. Fuck, it was frigid outside. I dropped the condoms on the edge of the deck, we threw our robes on the bench, and then I got in first before helping her. The water boiled around us when we slid in as deeply as we could. Steam rose, heating the air above us. She sat beside me, and I shook my head. “Come here,” I