Free Glass Ceilings by A. M. Madden Page A

said, maneuvering her onto my lap. “How does it feel?”
    “Being out here in the dead of winter, or being on your naked lap?”
    “Both.”
    “It feels amazing.” She buried her face in my neck as the water splashed our necks and faces. “Nick, thank you for staying,” she whispered against my skin.
    “I wasn’t going anywhere.” I pushed the damp strands of hair that clung to her face. Her green eyes sparkled each time the lights changed color. Droplets of water clung to her full lips, and I wiped them off with my thumb. While staring into her eyes, I said, “We can wait, Angela. It’s our rules, and we make them up as we see fit.”
    “I don’t want to wait. I’ve wanted you from the moment you tried to teach me how to throw a dart.”
    “You did?”
    “Of course. You’re hot as hell, Nick.” She ran her fingers through my hair, relaxing me as she did. “I’ve always been a sucker for tall, dark, and handsome. Yes, your face and your body are hard to resist. When you stare into my eyes, my heart beats a little faster. Your smile makes me weak in the knees. But most importantly, your charming personality completely won me over. You’re sweet, kind, a true gentleman.” She leaned in and kissed me, her hand still buried in my hair. When we parted, our eyes locked, instantly causing things to stir within me. “Now will you make love to me?”
    “Fuck, yes.” I reached my limit and reached for a condom. “I can’t stand another minute of wondering what it will feel like to be inside you.”
    Her fingers trembled as she took the packet I held before her in my hand. The anticipation bubbled within me, churning as violently as the water surrounding us. She knelt between my legs, stroking me firmly with one hand beneath the water. I needed relief from the pressure she caused with each slow, torturous tug.
    “Angela, you’re killing me.”
    “Sit on the edge so I can put this on.”
    “Are you sure you never had sex in a hot tub before?” I asked, surprised by her confidence.
    “I’m sure.” She smiled slyly. I raised my hips above the water, the blast of cold air almost reversing the effects of her touch.
    She studied every part of me. “Nick, you’re so beautiful,” she said as her eyes focused on my abs. When she slowly ran her fingertips over each and every bump before lining the deep ridge on either side of my hips, it wasn’t the freezing air temperature that had my muscles quivering beneath her touch. Instantly, my cock sprang back to life.
    She smiled and quickly pulled me into her mouth, causing me to buck and moan. The warmth that surrounded me, and the cold that chilled the rest of my body collided into the perfect storm of taunting and teasing.
    “Angela, please,” I pleaded for her to hurry up, before I embarrassed myself by coming in her mouth. She smiled again, and slid the condom over my length. Water sloshed over the sides from the force of my body hitting the surface. I immediately lifted her to straddle my lap. My hardened cock nestled itself right between her warm folds, as if he knew right where he belonged.
    “Are you cold?” I asked, since half her body was out of the water. Her flesh was riddled with goosebumps, and her nipples stiffened to perfect pink points. I pulled one into my mouth and she moaned.
    “Yes and no,” she responded breathily as I continued to suck hard on first one and then the other.
    I slid lower into the tub, causing the water to reach my chin, and cover her to her shoulders.
    “Are you ready for me?” I found her pussy beneath the water and pushed two fingers into her warmth.
    “Oh, Christ.” Her head flew back as I pumped my fingers in and out of her while sucking on her neck. “Please, Nick,” she begged.
    Without warning, I positioned her thighs on either side of mine with my cock resting at her entrance. When I raised my hips I immediately felt the heat from her pussy surrounding me. We both gasped at the sensation of me filling