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The second I’m free, I tug the fabric covering her pussy aside and line myself up.

“You gonna be quiet, or are you going to let everyone know exactly what’s going on here?” I ask. Personally, I don’t give two shits either way. All I need right now is her.

“Guess we’re about to find out.”

I thrust forward, filling her easily.

“So wet for me,” I murmur against her lips.

“Of course; have you seen you?” she teases.

“Nah, I was too busy looking at you.”

I claim her lips as we move together, the gentle waves lapping at our shoulders.

The sounds of our friends enjoying themselves rings through the air, reminding me that they’re only feet away. It makes my release surge forward faster than I’d like.

This isn’t our first underwater rodeo; nor is it any of theirs. I’m pretty sure every single couple here has fucked in either the pool or the hot tub at the house at some point in the last two weeks. Thank fuck for chlorine, or Theo would be refusing to go in it about now.

“You feel so good,” I groan as Evie’s breathing becomes erratic, her walls clamping down so tight on my dick, I have to fight not to let go.

“Yes, yes,” she chants quietly.

“Come all over my cock, baby. Let me feel you.”

I thrust my hips faster as I claim her lips, swallowing down her cries of pleasure as she crashes over the edge.

I do the same only seconds later, only to be followed up with a round of applause.

Evie barks out a laugh while I tuck my face into her neck as I enjoy my lingering high. “I fucking hate my friends.”

“Was it as you hoped for?” Evie asks, ignoring our audience.

“What, baby?”

“Fucking me in front of them.”

I think for a moment. “I’m not sure. Might have to do it again to check.”

She laughs, forcing me to slip from her body.

“I love you, Evie Moore.”

“I love you too, Alexander Deimos. More than I could ever put into words.

* * *

The rest of the day is full of joy and laughter as we forget about our impending return home and live in the moment.

As the sun begins to set, Zayn and Nico hand out the last of the drinks.

“What’s up with Seb?” Evie whispers in my ear. “He looks weird.”

Following her line of sight, I find him sitting up on the rock, watching Stella with her friends.

“Maybe he just needs a shit,” I joke, earning me a slap to the shoulder.

“He looks… nervous.”

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