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Moonlight encircled her head like a halo as Nikki stood, now with her own back to the edge of the pool, her breasts half exposed, the water gently lapping against her skin. Nick moved slowly toward her, watching, rubbing his lips together. When he finally reached her, he grabbed her face with his two large hands and leaned down to kiss her, trapping her lower lip between his own and sucking softly. Nikki reached her hands up to entangle her own in them, wanting to feel every inch of his body touching her own. She began to kiss him back, tasting his mouth, the satiny feel of the inside, so moist, so warm. She massaged his tongue with her mouth, shivering at the excitement that ran through her. His hands moved back to enmesh themselves in her long blonde hair, damp from the water and the cooling air.

Nikki couldn’t help herself and began to encircle her legs around him, wanting the throbbing of his erection to be inside of her own core. Nick could hardly stand it anymore, his ferment growing exponentially by the second. With her still wrapped around him he turned so that his own back faced the pool. He shook at the feel of his erection pressed against her stomach. It could not be much longer now. He had to have her.

Nick lifted her just slightly and slid inside her body. Nikki gasped, from the feeling of his breadth within her, from the feeling of his lips and teeth caressing her neck and collar bone, from the feeling of the water touching every inch of her mercilessly, from the feeling of his hands on her arms and back and backside. She let out a slight breath, trying to take it all in, wanting this to continue on and on and on.

He leaned his head back so that his head faced the sky. Nikki longed to devour him, his muscular neck, the way his Adam’s apple jerked up and down with his breathing. She wanted to taste his wet eyelashes that hit his pink cheeks and left the tiniest droplets of water on his smooth skin. She brought both hands to his neck and pressed on either side with her thumbs. Nick gasped and began to thrust upward into her, deep inside of her. Nikki let out a slight moan and moved her hips with his, up and down, trying to have him hit every sensitive area inside of her.

The muscles in Nick’s arms flexed in his movement, stroking her back ardently, pulling her ever closer so that his nipples rubbed against her the top of her rib cage. He still thrust slowly despite his wanton desire to go faster and faster. He needed it to last, to be excrutiatingly delightful. He moved his hand so that his thumb hit her lower lip, handling the succulence of her back and forth. She opened her eyes slightly and as he continued thrusting, she sucked delicately on it. Nick grunted with pleasure, his shaft beginning to tingle in a numbing sort of way.

His thrusts began to get a little harder and she squeezed herself around him as she rode, feeling his lips against her nipples, sucking and biting in agonizing kisses. “Nick.” Was all she could say, all she could think, all she could feel. “Nick.” She said it in a husky whisper, the sound of his name filling her with even more rapture. He responded with only hard breaths, his face extorting itself in different directions, his brow furrowed, his eyes closed, his eyebrows lifted. She had seen similar faces on him when he sang, but this was amplified. She wanted to see him cum.

She thought he would, but he didn’t. Instead, her spine began to tingle, the muscles in her thighs and calves began to tighten and jerk and suddenly she did. She let out a loud sigh of ecstasy and her body began to jolt and turn and she couldn’t contain anything. She called out again and again, pressing his head into her chest, feeling his tongue and his penis and every other part of him.

Nikki felt Nick slide out of her and she in return slid down his body, with her legs wrapped around the outsides of his own. She breathed hard, not able to look at him quite yet, nuzzling her nose onto his wet neck. “I...” she began, but Nick stopped her.

He lifted her chin and she looked into his eyes, the color of caribbean water in the afternoon. His lips red and bruised from kissing her so hard. And suddenly he smiled, so warming and inviting and she began to want him all over again.

She had a feeling he was nowhere near done. And neither was she.

“Come on.” He told her once again, taking her hand and swimming to the ladder of the pool.

It was difficult to get into the house because they could not stop touching one another, not stop kissing one another. “Nikki,” he would beg her, her name on his lips music to her ears, trying his hardest to lead them both to her room.

When they were finally to her bed, he remained behind her and they both knelt onto the bed. His chest was to her back and he continued running his tongue along her, along her collar bone, her arms, her breasts, her neck. His fingers massaged her upper stomach with one hand, and inside of her with the other. She quivered as he moved them in and out of her wetness. She wanted to say things but wasn’t exactly sure of the words so she remained quiet, letting him feel her.

His penis was throbbing again now and when he entered her from behind, it was amazing, different than before, enveloping his entire shaft in her body. “Ah,” he screamed out. “Oh God.” He cried again. And he moved in and out, thrusting meticulously, feeling her where people had never felt her before. Nick held onto her tightly as he drove himself in and out of her. She whimpered, feeling so wonderful. “Oh God,” he kept saying. He placed love bites on her neck, wrapped his large hands around her breasts, kneading them as gently as possible.

“Don’t stop.” She whispered in his ear as she began to lick the lobe, bite the tip. “Please don’t stop.”

“Mmm, no, I won’t.” Was Nick’s only verbal response. The rest of it was with his body.

Nikki turned to him and straddled him, wanting to ride him again, wanting to see his face. She reached for the ceiling, and his hands slid up her torso and she screamed in ecstasy. She continued to watch his eyes, his face, as he looked at her, as he worked and concentrated on how he could ignite all the pleasure in he and herself as he possibly could.

His face twisted again and she was afraid she’d cum once more without him, but she mustered up the last bit of remaining control and moved her hands to his ass, what she had been longing to feel all night, and began to regulate his thrusts with her hands, massaging him deeply, his butt quivering and flexing. “God, I like that.” He said roughly into her ear. “Oh yes. Fuck me.”

“Ah.” Nikki moaned. “Fuck me.” She told him back.

And suddenly he jolted, throwing her down onto the bed, his heavy body on top of hers, thrusting in her, sliding against her. She gasped in tiny screams as he continued, moving her into positions, pushing and pulling, tugging. Until finally he leaned up, in one final thrust, his mouth opening, his eyes shut and came, forcefully. She did so as well at the same time and they both moaned in ecstasy.

Nick collapsed against her, a combination of sweat and chlorine water on his skin. His blond hair dripped against her shoulder and she felt the tiny prickles of hair stubble on his chin against the top of her breast.

She would never have thought it possible but it was quick when she started to drift off. The last thing she heard as she entered into a restful slumber was Nick’s soft voice, so familiar, so warm. “Thanks for the swim.” He said. And then Nikki slept.

It had been the perfect night.

The Swim

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