Rev by Chloe Plume

dress.
    My eyes followed the movement of her hands over her thighs. “All I can think about is the way you feel against me. All I want is more.”
    “Rev, I—”
    Our lips met and she went silent against me. My tongue traced the plump contours and darted inside. I flicked along the roof of her mouth, feeling her warmth and suppleness, tasting champagne.
    Pulling back, I took her in from head to toe. I couldn’t wait to run my hands all over her. She looked soft, silky, and delicious. The agony in my pants was excruciating.
    “Winter, I can’t be with anyone else. Not after the way you’ve made me feel.” Her gaze met mine and I watched as her face softened. “You pretty much ruined me for anyone else,” I added.
    She rolled her eyes and the corners of her mouth rose to form the hint of a smile. “Oh, no. Poor you.”
    “There she is,” I noted. “Scoffing as I bear my heart.”
    “You have a heart?”
    I walked over to the Jacuzzi and turned that water off. It was filled to the brim, bubbles running across the surface.
    She met me at the side of the tub and looked out over the steaming surface. “Looks relaxing.”
    “We won’t be relaxing the whole time,” I noted. “I have the feeling that warm, soapy water running all over your body will have the exact opposite effect.”
    Winter leaned into me until I felt my cock digging against her soft body. “Don’t worry, I didn’t come here to relax.”
    I almost fucked her right then and there. “Well then get naked and into that bathtub before I toss you in myself.”
    She pulled off her dress and I ducked out to turn the sound system on. I tuned the station to some acoustic folk rock song with a decent vibe, and began to pull of my clothes.
    When I came back, Winter was sitting in the tub, her long hair falling across the top of her breasts and into the water.
    “Someone’s excited, “she remarked.
    My cock was already sticking out like a flagpole.
    I shrugged. “What can I say? You do things to me.” Then, downing my second glass, I slid into the tub and sat across from her.
    She had such beautiful hair. A glossy cascade in shades of brown. I reached out and ran my hands through it. I couldn’t wait to grasp it in handfuls as our bodies collided.
    She closed her eyes and her head went back, exposing her delicate neck. I ran my fingers up the soft, silky skin from the swell of her breasts to the underside of her chin and cupped her cheek. She leaned into me, resting against me as the heat from the bath and the champagne put us in a tranquil daze.
    “Has it always been that way with you and your family?” she murmured.
    “I never really wanted to work with my dad,” I explained. “He sold off most of the family ranches and farms. People lost their jobs and things went to shit around Desert Haven, my hometown. I was always close to my Uncle though. He’s been doing what he can to help, and he was a big influence on me when I was a kid.”
    “You seem like you’re close to your brothers though,” she said, her head resting on my chest.
    I put my arm around her and pulled her close.  We fit so well together, her soft warm body tucked against my larger frame. “We’ve always looked out for each other. And I’m not saying my family isn’t close. We have Sunday night dinners and everything. It’s just that my dad sees things differently. Hell, he’s the one who cut my Uncle out of the business when grandpa died. Just so he could do exactly what he wanted. So I guess you could say it’s complicated.”
    “It’s been that way in my life too,” she whispered, her soft voice faint and wispy like the steam. “Makes you appreciate something when it’s simple and just makes sense.”
    Instinctively, my hand went to her hip and I pulled her on top of my lap. My cock throbbed against her soft body.
    “I want you.” Groaning, I guiding the head of my shaft to her entrance.
    She rocked on me, sliding inch by inch down my length. Finally I was