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“So, you didn’t enjoy it?”

“Fuck no! I prefer for my feet to be on the ground, thank you.”

My head tips back and I fully belly laugh at Har’s horrified face. He’s the cutest thing when he gets like this. We are currently in the shallow end of the pool at The Perla. I made sure to have it booked for the time being, so we are all alone.

“It's not funny asshole”, he splashes me, and I catch his wrist, pulling him into my chest. The water helping me with his weight. “Why are we doing all of this anyways, it's ridiculous.”

His eyes roll, but I know better. All of this, being the places I've taken him over the past week when he isn’t working at Shadows. Our most recent outing was to an amusement park. He hung onto me for dear life on the first and only rollercoaster we rode on. He spent the rest of that day eating cotton candy and telling me what a horrible boyfriend I was for making him endure such a thing.

Boyfriend.

The word sent a shock through my system but lit my insides up like Christmas. Anyhow, I made it up to him when I won him a stuffed dog at a game stand. He looked as if he could cry. And that’s my reason why.

“Because you deserve it. Because you’re mine. Because you’re secretly a softy and melt all over me for it.”

His fair smile shifts into a scowl at that last one.

“I know plenty of people who would disagree with that.”

He chin tips up defiantly and I have to bite my cheek to hold back a grin.

“Plenty of people don't see you the way I do.”

“Oh yeah? And how do you see me”, he whispers, shifting closer.

“Vulnerable.”

His lips part, brow furrowed. “Beautiful.”

While he’s still contemplating the former, I take the opportunity to grab behind his thighs and hoist him up. His legs instinctively hook around my waist, and I start for the steps of the pool. “Tired and frightened.” His breath catches at that, just as we reach the wide steps that will accommodate us easily. I sit down with him straddling me before I continue. “Broken. Mine to fix. Only ever mine.”

The hunger in his eyes matches mine and I'm not sure who moves first, but suddenly we are tongue deep in each other’s mouths. Every swipe of our tongues is passionate, the way it always is with us. His ass rocks over my cock, and his is stone trapped between our stomachs. Before I can tell him to lose the shorts, he beats me to it.

Breaking our kiss, he breathes against my lips, “Fuck me Flower, please. I need you bad.”

I push him up until he’s standing and drag his swim shorts down before tossing them aside. He stands bare before me, the blue water surrounding us, reflecting off his eyes and it makes me ache.

“Fuck, you’re a dream.”

“Creek”, he whines. The sound enough to take me to my knees if I were standing. I make quick work of discarding my shorts and removing the lube packets I stuffed in my pocket.

“Come here.”

Harlyn doesn't hesitate to slide back onto my lap. He’s become more confident in his touches and kisses this past week and it's just as sexy as his bashfulness.

Leaning my forehead against his I tell him, “I have to stretch you first, remember?”

“Mhmm”, he nods. “Hurry.”

Fuck. Desperate Harlyn is just as stunning as murderous Harlyn, shy Harlyn and confident Harlyn. All sides to this man fuck me up big.

Adding lube to my fingers, I circle his hole for a moment and use my free hand to spread his ass open for me. He moans beautiful for me like he always does but hisses when my finger slips inside.

I duck under his head and lick his lips, before I nip them with my teeth, gaining his attention. “Touch your pretty cock, while I open my hole.”

He whimpers and does as I say for a moment and it's so sexy, zaps of pleasure fire down my spine encouraging me to add another finger.

He surprises me when he snatches a packet of lube, opening it with his teeth and applying it to both of our lengths. Shifting on my lap so we are chest to chest he grasps our dicks together and begins stroking, while I plunge my fingers in and out of his tight ass.

We moan against each other’s lips and it's so fucking good. I'll never get enough of him.

“Fuck baby... I gotta feel you on my cock soon.”

“Yes Flower, I need you please”, he pants, turning his head and I kiss, lick and suck along his jaw while he squirms for me.

Once I'm sure he’s prepped enough to take me, I slide my fingers out, much to his displeasure.

I chuckle against his lips and move his hands from between us. Grabbing his hips in an unforgiveable grip, I pull him up and position my dick between his globes and pause. “Tell me you want it.”

“I want your cock to fill my ass so bad Creek, I want all of you.”

He reaches both hands behind him to spread himself open for me and I groan. He has no idea what he does to me. “Can I have you, please”, he whispers into my mouth, followed by his wet tongue and I'm done for.

Ensuring plenty of lube is coating the both of us, I push into his tight hole, moaning at the feeling of being surrounded by the man I love.

I bottom out inside him and my movements halt at the realization. I mean it shouldn’t be surprising to me. Having Harlyn's attention feels like a privilege when he won't willingly give it to anyone but me. It makes me feel special. And God knows he’s special.

He pulls back, the concern evident on his face. “What's wrong?”

I take a moment to just look at him. The lighting in this place really does him wonders. He glows so pretty with the sun and city lights shinning from the floor to ceiling windows behind him. He's flawless. He's mine.

“Nothing”, I growl, yanking his head back by my grip in his soft strands and slamming into him at the same time.

“Fuck!”

He cries out.

I continue to slam into him until he's meeting me thrust for thrust and we slow down a bit to a more steady pace. He rolls his hips when his ass meets my pelvis causing us both to groan.

“God you’re perfect. Just like that baby. Fuck yourself on my cock.”

My free hand grabs a handful of his ass taking over his hold. He grips my neck and jaw on either side before meeting my eye and holding out his tongue.

“Mmm”, I hum and lick his tongue before diving into his mouth.

The sensations are all too good, I feel the telltale signs of release building, so I yank him off my cock.

“No, no, no... I was almost done. Put it back, it's mine”, he whimpers.

“Fuck, I love it when you whine for me baby, but we aren’t done yet.”

In one swift movement, I'm up with him back in my arms once more. I carry him to the edge of the pool, setting him down there.

“Put your feet up”, I instruct. “Mmm, yes just like that.”

His legs are spread open, heels on the edge of the pool, presenting his fucked hole for me. I don't waste any time driving my dick back inside of him.

Harlyn throws his head back on his shoulders and the worlds sexiest fucking moan falls from his throat. “Yes Creek. Right fucking there don't stop. Oh my god that’s s-so good.”

My balls draw up and I'm feeling so euphoric I'm greedy for it. Pounding into his asshole with bruising thrusts that he goes crazy for.

“Oh shit... Oh fuck... Creek!”

His come sprays his abdomen and chest a moment before mine erupts in his ass, and I push my cock in deeper while his needy hole milks me for all I'm worth.

After I catch my breath, I pull out and watch as my come spills out of him. A beautiful sight, only meant for me.

Harlyn looks drunk, my poor little slut. Eyes glazed and hooded.

I gently lower his legs over the edge and step between them. We hold each other for some time before we clean each other up and wrap ourselves in the plush white robes left out for us. The night is far from over, and as I look at Harlyn, I can't imagine going back to a time where my day didn’t begin and end in him.