4. Ryan

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Ryan

G etting Sutton into the hot tub was easier than I anticipated. Having her in my arms with her head resting against my naked chest is a bonus I wasn't expecting. It feels right to have her in my arms like this.

"Okay, I've got one. How about Strawberry Shortcake and her friend Lemon Meringue?"

"I'm assuming that would make me Lemon Meringue." I tug on her hair, wrapping a piece of her long red hair around my finger and hold it up to her. "Since you know…" I trail off, letting her come to the conclusion on her own.

"Ha, Ha, very funny." She says but doesn't attempt to pull away from me. "Fine. What about Sam and Dean Winchester?"

"Are we hunting demons now instead of planning a wedding? I've heard brides-to-be called bridezillas but never a demon."

"You're quite the comedian today. You better not let Lucy find out you called her a demon, or she'll cut your Ty Niewoehner off." Sutton pauses between the first and last name as giggles shake her body, causing her giant breasts to jiggle up and down against my side.

I bite the inside of my cheek, hoping to keep my cock under control, but she makes it so hard, literally and figuratively, with her unintentional movements that plague my already wired body at being this close to her.

Needing a distraction from her glorious chest, I blurt out, "Shaggy and Scooby Doo." Which was a big mistake as she lifts her body off mine, leaving me feeling empty where our bodies once touched.

"Am I the weed-smoking stoner dude or the talking dog who is always looking for a Scooby snack? I'm not sure which one would be better." She gives me a half smile, letting me know she's only teasing, causing me to smile back at her.

"If we were going to be cartoon characters, you would definitely be Jessica Rabbit." I tug on the piece of her hair still wrapped around my finger like a security blanket and pull her closer until our lips are inches apart.

Her laughter stops as her eyes drop to my lips and then back to my eyes. "Would that make you Roger Rabbit?" Her voice has taken on a huskiness that shoots straight to my groin.

"It would make me whatever you wanted me to be." I lower my head, my lips almost touching hers, when the phone in the hotel room starts to ring, causing us both to jump back. "I'd better answer that."

I push myself up and out of the water, swinging my legs over the side of the hot tub, and stomp through the French doors into the bedroom. For the first time, I realize that in our haste to get into the hot tub, we left the balcony door open, and it's freezing in our hotel room.

I grab the phone and jerk it up to my ear. "What?" I growl into the phone.

"Wow. Who pissed in your Cheerios?" The way too cheerful voice of my soon-to-be ex-best friend Seth says from the other end of the line.

"Sorry, it's been a long day."

"You're telling me. Your sister has been in a tizzy worrying about whether we will make it to our wedding. Luckily, I was able to calm her down with a little lovin'."

Yuck, I cringe, "Please don't ever say that to me again. As far as I'm concerned, she's still my virginal little sister."

"If it's any consolation, she was still your virginal little sister until the night of her college graduation." He jokes before his voice takes on a serious tone. "We both were."

It makes me realize Seth and I aren't that different. I've never looked at another girl. I never wanted to—Sutton is it for me. And as far as I know, she's never dated.

"I know, but that doesn't mean I want to hear about it, " I sigh into the phone.

"Fine, I'll stop talking about my love life if you start doing something about yours."

"I don't know what you're talking about." I try to sound outraged, even shocked, but I didn't fool my best friend.

"Look, I've known for a long time how you've felt about Sutton and how she feels about you. And if you weren't so stubborn and claimed her when I claimed Lucy, we could be having a double wedding this weekend."

"You're right." I run my free hand through my hair and glance onto the balcony to see Sutton leaning forward on her stomach in the hot tub with her arms hanging over the side. She looks out over the mountains as snowflakes gently fall from the sky. "We'll take care of the wedding. I'll see you soon."

I hang up the phone, light the fireplace, grab two fluffy terrycloth robes and two pairs of slippers from the bathroom, and rush out to the hot tub to retrieve Sutton. Once I slip on the robe and slipper, I help Sutton out of the hot tub, getting my first real glimpse of her seethrough bra and panties has my cock straining against my cold, wet boxer briefs.

"Thank you, " she says in that husky voice I love as I slip the robe over her shoulders once she's out of the hot tub with the slippers on.

Her big blue eyes blink up at me, and I have to shake my head to clear the thoughts of picking her up and placing her in front of the fire while I make love to her all night long.

"Um, we should go inside and warm up next to the fire. I'll order some food from room service for us." I usher her inside, closing the French doors behind me this time.

"If it's okay, I'd like to shower and warm up a little before we eat."

"Sure, go ahead." I wave for her to go to the bathroom while I pick up the phone and dial room service, all the while trying not to think of her naked body in the next room as she runs soap all over her fantastic curves.

"Okay, I won't be long, so you can shower before we eat, too." She rushes off to the bathroom and closes the door. I wait for the sound of the lock to click in place, but it never does.

My little Shortcake is playing with fire and doesn't even know it.