Page 61 of In Too Deep

“This is our place. It’s only right to christen it.”

He chuckles. “What happened to all that…what if we get caughtcrap?”

I shrug. “The nook is safe. I deem it so.”

“Well, if Lady Butterfly deems it so, who am I to argue? Just try to keep it quiet.”

Giggling, I nod and lean back in, kissing him as I shuffle out of my pants and knickers, stepping out of them as his shorts fall to his ankles. He moves in, placing his hands on my arse, and then he hoists me up against the wall. My shirt rides up as his rock-hard cock moves into place. We kiss frantically, my hands rummaging through his hair when he quickly pulls back.

“Shit, I’m not wearing a condom.” The disappointment in his voice breaks through as I smile and shake my head.

“It’s fine. I’m on the pill,” I inform him.

He grins and smiles. “You sure?” He pants, and I shift my hips forward, taking the tip of his cock inside me slightly.

Coby chuckles and presses his lips to mine, leaning me back against the wall and thrusting forward inside of me. I moan quietly, and his fingers dig into my arse cheeks, which only turns me on more if that’s possible. He thrusts into me, back and forth at a steady tempo. This isn’t soft lovemaking, this is quick and dirty fucking. To be honest, I’ve missed being with Coby, so I will take him any way I can get him.

We move in harmony, fucking against the wall. Hard. Fast. One hand in his hair, the other reaches up above me, holding on to the rail. Our passionate kisses block our breaths. So much frantic skin-on-skin contact. We’re both trying to keep our moans and groans to a minimum, as anyone walking past might hear. So we stay quiet, even though it’s incredibly hard.

Coby thrusts inside of me, rotating his hips slightly on the entrance, hitting just the right spot. He works me up so well. He’s a master, and I’ve missed being intimate with him.

He pushes up inside me again, and everything starts to shatter around me. My body trembles, breaking out in a fine mist of sweat. My breathing hitches, my eyes clench tightly as goose bumps litter my skin and a wave of undeniable heat washes over me. I shudder as my muscles clench.

With one more thrust, I lose myself, exploding around him.

He grips onto me tighter, pushing me back into the wall and thrusting up into me only to release himself as he groans into my mouth quietly. He explodes inside me as he pumps out his load. We break our kiss to get some much-needed air, and I rest my head in the nook of his neck as he sags against me.

As we both catch our breath, I check if anyone’s around. There’s no one, so I sag back into Coby, and he gently lowers me to the ground, pulling out of me. I rest back against the wall, and he smiles, shifting some hair carefully behind my ear.

“I’ve been waiting a long time for that.”

With a smile, I reply, “I have, too.”

He shakes his head. “God, you’re beautiful.”

I shake my head, reaching down for my knickers and shorts. He leans down, pulling his pants back into position as I turn and sit on the ground. Coby grins and sits next to me, placing his arm around my shoulders, and we cuddle.

“Marta said something strange, almost ominous. Like she’s going to throw shit my way.”

Coby cuddles into me further and rests his head against mine. “I wouldn’t worry. She’s all talk, and you’re done swimming now, bar the relay, so there’s not much she can do.”

“Yeah, you’re right.” I snuggle back into him, loving our little nook.

I think we’ll be visiting this place a lot more often.

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

It’s the next day, and Coby and I are in the stands waiting for East and Caro’s finals. They both got through their semis and are now waiting for their respective finals to begin. East will be first, and he’s still a little off his game. I just hope he settles down in the marshalling area. I am sure Caro will give him a nice big pep talk.

East’s division walks out, and I clap for them as they take up their positions behind their starting blocks.

“Do you think he will have put his nerves aside?” I ask Coby as he entwines his fingers with mine.

“I sure hope so because the American he’s up against is one of the best.”

As they dive into the water and take their mark up against the wall, I take in a deep breath and send out a silent cheer for East. I hope he can pull something out of the bag for this race.

The starting signal fires and they all leap off the wall and back into the pool. I beam as he starts off strong, gliding under the water. His muscles are all working in unison for the perfect stroke as he comes up and windmills along the lane. He appears in much better form than the heat and semi.Whatever Caro told him must have worked.He soars through the water at the same pace as the American.

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