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“I do like the way you think.” And talk. And laugh. And move. And— rather than get sucked into a spiral, I fumbled with the button and zipper on her jeans. Not the easiest thing when the fabric was swollen with water, but we figured it out.
After a bit more struggling—sliding wet denim down legs was not an easy task—we discarded the rest of our clothes by the side of the pool. Her naked body against mine, water lapping around us, was an incredible sensation. The water was just cool enough to contrast the scorching heat flowing between us.
I traced my fingers along her skin, marveling at the softness, and she teased me with tentative touches. She drew her nails lightly up my arms, and I shuddered with need. Each move she made was the same combination of curious, bold, and hesitant that I’d come to expect and adore in her.
When she reached between us and gripped my cock, I didn’t try to hide my groan. She shifted her weight to press her pussy against my thigh, and ground against me as she stroked.
I pulled away enough to move my fingers between her legs, and stroke along her slit. The water made for a rougher touch, but she didn’t hesitate to push into me. Her core was still slick—fuck she got wet when she was turned on—and I slipped my fingers inside her.
As I pumped, she stroked me, and her hips swayed to the same rhythm. Her breathing grew more shallow, and her expression slid toward lost in pleasure. I loved watching her when she was turned on.
I moved back up to tease her clit, flicking and rubbing as best I could in this environment.
She moved her hands to my arms, fingers digging into muscle as her entire body tensed under me. Her cries when she came were delicious.
“I need to fuck you, but not in the water,” I murmured against her skin.
She nodded, eyes half closed, lips parted, and chest heaving. I helped her out of the water, paused long enough to grab a condom from my now-soaked wallet, and guided her toward the large, circular lounge that was set back from the pool.
Adrienne lay back on the soft microfiber covered cushions, her face flushed and her mouth lifted in a smile I couldn’t help kissing again and again.
I teased along her body, up the inside of her thighs, along her stomach, and finally along her pussy, partly to make sure her juices were flowing and she was slick, but mostly because I liked playing with her.
I knelt between her legs, hands behind her knees to push, and thrust. As I slid inside her, a long, almost feral growl tore from my throat. Fuck she felt incredible. I knew exactly why Dustin liked fucking her—not just her tight cunt, but everything about her.
There was no restraint left to hold back, and I slammed against her hard and fast. Pounding. Squeezing her legs to keep my grip. Watching her face shift through a rainbow of expressions.
She clenched around me when she came again, pushing me over the edge. I thrust harder, faster, frantically as orgasm flowed from me, not stopping until I passed spent.
I dropped her legs and leaned in to rest my cheek against her chest. Her heart hammered against my ear. I wasn’t sure how long we sat like that, but it was enough that my cock softened and slipped out of her.
When she shivered with a gust, I was motivated to move. “Don’t go anywhere,” I said against her mouth.
“Not even considering it.”
I disposed of the condom, grabbed a large terry cloth blanket from the pool house, and returned to the lounge. I wrapped both of us up, holding her close and relishing the feeling of her bare body pressed into me.
A nagging tugged at my heart. It didn’t matter how much fun I had, the sadness always came back.
But when I was wrapped up with Adrienne—with Dustin—it was easier to keep it at bay.
Guilt surged in, and I didn’t know if I wanted to forgive myself or indulge the feeling, one felt excessive and the other seemed wrong.
