MR. CHRIST

♱ 20 • your ultimatum

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"You're so handsome," I move Seth's hair from his forehead, "and you have a big forehead," I laugh kissing it.

Having my arms resting on his shoulder and my legs around his waist he walks us around the pool, "you think someone will catch us if we have a quickie right now," he asks looking down at my boobs and back into my eyes.

"If we be quiet it shouldn't be a problem," I shrug my shoulders and he walks over to the pool stairs, caring me along with him.

The camps private pool allows us just enough privacy, Seth says no one really uses this pool because it's connected to a building only him and his brothers are allowed in.

He slips inside of me and we both let out a sigh of ease.

There's a deliverance of comfort when I'm with Seth, I've never felt this way. Every aspect of my life has been controlled by fear or being rebellious to get attention.

I can be me, I can love me, when I'm with my Seth...

And god when we're fucking... there's no denying the warm feeling in my heart. It used to be that warmth being in just the pit of my stomach alongside butterflies. Now it's all over my body, every pump he's sending into me makes my heart feel even warmer.

"Baby," I moan into his ear enjoying every inch being driven into me, full of passion as deep as the thrust. I watch the waterfall fall off of the rocks in front of us.

It doesn't matter what position we're in he always finds away to take control, only giving me control to enjoy the feeling of our sex. I fantasize about us when I'm not around him. It feels like a dream.

His soft groans and slow strokes remind me it is in fact real, real pleasure.

He leaves tender pecks on my shoulder before reconnecting our eyes, I push his wet curls back, "you're so handsome," I give him the same compliment through a moan- I can't get enough of him.

I swear I see him blush before he hides it through kissing me, immediately sliding his tongue in my mouth; leading our French kiss I slowly begin to match his pace with slow bounces.

The water moves around us matching the beat to my heart, this man is making me feel what I fear the most from a man. Love.

It may be the raw connections we're having right now or just the small things he does and say. I won't express these feelings so I don't have to deal with another heart break, another failed attempt in trusting a man. If Seth fucks up I won't even look at another man.

He's all I want, he's all I feel when I think about 'a good man'.

"Mmm.." he groans sliding his hands down to my ass, gripping onto it so hard it makes me grip my pussy trying to stop myself from cumming.

Everytime his sexy hands make contact with my ass during sex I have to prevent myself from folding on the spot. Mainly because I know when he touches it he's about to pound so deep and fast into me I'll feel it the next day.

He does just that, minus the speed.

Disconnecting the kiss my mouth falls open and I lay my head back staring up at the sky, Seth kisses my chest and I move one of hands to the back of his head, "fuck baby... keep fucking me," I whisper through a whimper.