secrets

nineteen

-ADELE-
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Simon's strong build and perfect body are on full display as he slowly submerses himself into the hot water. I, a bit more hesitant, keep my robe securely tied around me and watch him adjust to the high temperature.

"Well, aren't you coming in?" He asks, eyeing the robe.

I shake my head. "It looks too hot."

"The only thing that's dangerously hot in this room is you, my love." He says, getting out of the water and untying my robe. It slips down my shoulders and then falls to my feet, unveiling the black one piece swimsuit that highlights my curvy figure.

His eyes travel from my own eyes down to my feet then back up again. He presses his lips onto mine and says, "You're so beautiful."

I shyly smile against his lips, then follow him into the hot tub. The heat hurts for a quick second before becoming extremely relaxing. I close my eyes and tilt my head back for a moment, taking it all in. Then I feel Simon's hands grab my waist and pull me into him. He holds me against him so that I am facing forward and he keeps his arms securely wrapped around my stomach.

He leaves a trail of kisses from my shoulder to my ear, causing me to quickly turn around and kiss his gloriously soft lips.

Running his hands along my curves, he never breaks away from the kiss, and neither do I. It's so passionate, relaxing and romantic that we are too caught up in each other and the moment that we forget to catch our breath.

After a while, I breathily pull away and lay my head on his shoulder, wrapping my legs around his waist. He supports me and brushes away the loose strands of hair from my face and towards my bun.

I relax in his embrace for a while, both of us holding onto each other and relaxing in the water, releasing every last bit of soreness from our bodies.

When I feel fully relaxed, I lift my head up and don't dare to release myself from his comforting arms.

He caresses the side of my cheek and says,"You have the most stunning eyes." When I smile, he kisses my lips and says, "And you have the softest lips in the world." My smile grows bigger and before I can return his much appreciated compliment, he places his hand over my heart. He can probably feel every beat. "But most importantly, you have a beautiful heart and soul."

I don't thank him with words, instead I thank him by kissing him harshly yet lovingly. It shows him how thankful I am more than the simple words could.

His hands find their way from my waist to my hair, and as he supports my neck, our bodies stay close to each other, my hands stay around his neck, and our lips never part.

It's the most loving, passionate, and quite honestly, the most incredible make out session we've ever had.

After a long while, I finally unravel my legs from his waist and pull my lips away from his own. I lean against the wall of the hot tub, my hand intertwining with Simon's.

"Simon?" I ask him, looking away from the cold rain outside and into his warm eyes.

He turns his attention to me and answers, "Yes?"

"I love you." I pause for a quick second, adding, "A lot."

He smiles without showing his teeth. "I love you a lot too."

"I also want you to know that I love you not just because of your attractiveness. I love you because you're an amazing person." I squeeze his hand.

He slides closer to me and places one arm around my waist. "And I want you to know that I love you because you are not only are externally stunning, but you are internally beautiful and you have the kindest heart imaginable. It's a privilege to love you the way I do."

I stare into his eyes, our gazes exchanging so many emotions and feelings that I can hardly understand them. Just as our lips inevitably find their way back to each other, Ed Sheeran's song "Shape of You" comes on.

Smiling against Simon's lips, I follow the lyrics. "Grab on my waist and put that body on me." His arms securely wrap around my waist and he pulls me into him, our lips finding and latching on to each other.

He slowly runs his hands up and down my curves and sings along, whispering in my ear, "I'm in love with the shape of you."

When the song ends, I pull my swollen lips away from him and regain my normal breathing.

Once more, our eyes meet and lock, and he says, "I love you."

"I love you too." I answer, suddenly realizing I am exhausted.

Noticing my sudden tiredness, Simon kisses my neck, grabs my waist, and carries me out of the water. He hands me my towel and we dry off, then walk back to my bedroom.

He lays down next to me, pulling me into him, our bodies fitting together like the pieces of a puzzle.

I missed being held as I fell asleep.

Simon kisses my lips once more and says, "I love you."

"I love you too." I answer before closing my eyes and focusing only on the peaceful silence of the night and the security of Simon's arms around me.

It's in these moments when I realize that maybe, just maybe, love doesn't have to hurt.