Chapter Sixteen

Mia realized her mind had wandered far afield while she luxuriated in the hot spring. She threw off the daydream about the center and her MBA plans, to search the pool for Colby.

The water gave off thick white clouds of steam as the cold air caused the hot water to camouflage several skiers unwinding with a glass of wine, and a relaxing hot bubble jet massage after a strenuous day of skiing. It was so steamy that it was difficult to recognize even a person sitting next to you, so it was some minutes before Mia was actually able to make out where Colby was sitting on the bench on the far side of the large hot pool. She glided up next to him and watched him as the swirling mists exposed his dark-haired chest and snowflakes rested on his hair and face.

He lazily opened one eye, and looked her over, causing her to redden. Thank goodness he couldn’t see the blush, since everyone was in the semi-dark, and the warm water caused faces to flush in any case. “See anything interesting, Sunshine?” Colby drawled.

Mia stuttered, “My, what a lovely night!” as she tried to regain her composure.

Mia sat a few inches away from Colby, not wanting her bare skin to touch his, afraid of their bodies’ reactions in the steamy pool.

Colby reached behind her, and pulled her over next to him. At her hesitation, he nuzzled her ear, and promised, “Don’t worry, Darlin’, this heat doesn’t do a thing for a guy except relax him. Nothing will happen here in the pool, and nothing afterward that you don’t want.”

That was the trouble, thought Mia. She did want Colby. It had been some weeks since she had last been with Rob, and her libido was humming with Colby’s closeness. She wondered if the multiple orgasms with Rob had made her that much more sensitized to lovemaking. She had started using her vibrator almost every night. She was so hot for Rob.

She felt Colby’s furry leg next to her shaven one, and his chest hair tickled her shoulder when he put his arm around her. The wine, and the heated water relaxed her just enough to cause Mia to abandon her senses to the hot and cold, the swirling water, the feel of a virile man next to her and Rob suddenly seemed farther away than he had even an hour ago.

Colby lowered his mouth to hers, and gently probed her opening mouth with his tongue. He seemed in no great hurry to do anything else, but Mia’s nipples were tingling and causing little pings of desire to form in her womb. So far, Colby hadn’t touched her sexually, just his lips on hers. She wound her arms around his waist and melted into him.

He pulled her onto his lap, knowing no one could see through the mists, and spread her legs so that she straddled his hips. She could feel the heavy bulge of his erection reaching up past her waist, and then she felt Colby’s fingers slip inside the crotch of her suit, and touch her hot lower lips.

His finger found her clitoris and began a slow, lazy circling of it till Mia thought she would just self-combust. All the while, his tongue kept up its slow insistence, caressing her own tongue, the sensitive roof of her mouth, her teeth, her throat, darting in and out, teasing, begging for more. Her answering tongue completed the dance, and the two tongues did a sexy tango together. He drew her lower lip into his mouth and sucked on it, and bit gently down on it, as she gasped in pleasure.

She took a sharp breath inward as her climax overtook her, and she almost bit Colby’s tongue off, so great was the orgasm. Colby chuckled that low laugh of his and whispered into her mouth, “My, what a firecracker we are, both on and off the ski hill…”

Mia was mindless, still enjoying the sensations of the swirling water, the snowflakes falling on her head, the feel of Colby’s finger still circling her clit. It was some minutes before she could use her tongue for anything other than kissing, and she murmured, “Wow. What have I been missing, by never doing it in a hot pool before?”

Colby withdrew his hand, and licked her wine-tasting lips once more before lifting her off his lap and onto the underwater bench beside him. They held hands and let the steamy sensations lull them out of their bruises and stiff muscles.

Sometime later, Colby asked her quietly if they should continue their little interlude in her room or his. Mia suddenly thought first about Rob, and then about Colby, and shocked, wondered how she could react to two different men in such a wanton manner. They must think I’m a slut, she thought as she remembered how her responsive body had reacted to both men.

At least I had some background on Rob, the assurances of Ava and Noah, and several months of getting to know him time with Rob, she thought. With Colby, I only met him today, and I know nothing about him, except that he likes to ski, loves a rare steak, with mushrooms, shish kebabs and Caesar salad, red wine, and is on the Patrol, and he can make me come so fast I shocked myself.

Mia pulled back slightly, and told Colby “That might be fun, but I think we should turn in separately, so we can get an early start on the powder snow in the morning.” If Colby was disappointed, he said nothing to that effect. They went into their respective dressing rooms, dressed quickly and left the pool area.