You plopped on a bed in your hotel room and closed your eyes. "Finally" you sighed in relief. You traveled with your fiancé, Timothée, to Italy to get away after a few months of constant work.
"I'm so jetlagged" Timmy whined, putting his hand on his face, while sitting on the bed, next to you.
"It's, like, 3 a.m. in New York" you said, opening your eyes to see him opening the bags and looking for something.
"What are you doing?" You asked, sitting up. "I wanna go for a swim" he explained "Look, there's a pool just for us" he pointed to a terrace with a beautiful view.
"I'll go with you" you said "Can you give me my bathing suit?"
"Sure, here" he said and handed you your swimsuit "You can change here and I'll go to the bathroom" he leaned over to you, gave you a small peck on your lips and left.
You looked down to the swimsuit in your hand. It was a classic, red two-piece bikini, that you bought just for this trip. You sighed and started to get undressed.
When you were completely naked, Timothée walked out of the bathroom looking at you. You felt your cheeks blushing. "Damn, babe, you can go like that" he voiced, biting his lip. "Timmy stop!" you shouted at him and gave him a light smack on his butt with the bikini that was in your hand. "Just go to the pool and I'll get dressed and join you" you gave him a mild smile. "Okay" Timmy quickly replied and left the room chuckling.
You got in your swimsuit and went outside, the hot air hitting your skin. You walked over to the pool and got in.
"God, this is truly a paradise" you sighed after a while of silence. "Yeah, it is, but only with you" Timmy exclaimed and swam to you. "Ugh, Timmy, it's so cheesy" you rolled your eyes and chuckled.
He grabbed you by your waist, pulled you closer and kissed you deeply. His soft lips slowly started traveling down to your chin, jawline and then neck. "You look like a goddess" he mumbled against your wet skin. You just let out a sensual sigh in response and his other hand squeezed your ass.
"Wait" you pulled back. He stopped his actions "Are we really about to do this here?" You raised your eyebrows.
"Yeah, who cares." he frowned a little and went back to what he was doing. "But what if others will see?" You didn't allow yourself to enjoy the pleasure that Timothée was giving to you. "They won't, everybody's asleep, it's 8 a.m." he said against your skin, between his pants. You decided to not care and just give yourself up to the pleasure.
Timmy lifted you up, guiding you to wrap your legs around his waist. Your lips reunited. He opened his mouth, allowing your tongue to enter. You slipped it in lightly, first playing with his bottom lip for a few seconds. He moaned into your mouth. He was always so vocal and you loved it. You also weren't the silent one, so your neighbours knew exactly when you had a little fun. You didn't care tough.
You grabbed his wet hair at the back of his neck, he whimpered from the pleasure. Your wet bodies were hot and aching for the other's touch. You could feel his hard-on poking your clothed heat. It was turning you insane.
"Let's go inside so I can give you a blowjob" you said straight-forward with a little smirk forming on your face. Timothée was the kind of guy who liked when girls were intimidating and confident. You hardly ever got shy and your blowjob game was very good to say at least. You knew him in every inch (well, quite literally) and knew what he liked. Timmy would do anything to get you at least look at his dick so he dropped you into the water with a loud splash, jumped out of the pool and didn't even help you, he just ran to the room, giving you a quick glance before entering the bedroom.
