Swimming - Young John

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Song: The weeknd - Same old song

You opened the back screen door, eyeing the shirtless John in the pool.

"Isn't it a little cold?" You asked, catching his attention as he swum near you.

"Only if you can't handle it," He smirked,  "C'mon, I'll keep you warm, (Y/N)." He rested his head on his crossed arms laying against the warm pavement, still staring up at you.

You nodded, slipping off your thin see through robe, revealing to him your lace black bikini. His tongue darted out, licking over his bottom lip. You bent over, knees on the concrete, reaching out for John. His arms snaked around you, gently pulling you into the lukewarm water. You wrapped your legs around his waist and kissed him, running your free hand through his wet hair. A groan fell through his lips as you felt his growing erection against your inner thigh. His hands held your ass sturdy, squeezing as a little moan left your lips.

"John.." You moaned in his ear, knowing it drove him crazy.

"Here," John's hand traveled between your legs, slipping off your bikini bottoms. "Let's get these out of the way." He snickered, continuing his rough kiss with you. Your hands went behind your back, untying the knot and letting the last piece of your bikin float off somewhere in the pool. John bit his lip, bringing his face down to suck on your breasts.

"Fuck." Your head violently swung back, the pleasure making arch your back further into his body. You realized John was still in his boxers, so you did him a favor and tugged them off, throwing them into the abyss. His bare member brushed against your leg, making you ache.

"John," He looked up, smirking. He loved hearing you beg. "Please.."

"Please, what?" His smirk grew larger if at all possible.

"Please, Daddy.." He brought you in for another kiss, bringing you against the pool walls. He roughly pushed you against the concrete wall, bringing a hand down to rub your sex. You moaned in his mouth, driving him more mad. His hand plunged one finger into your core, still circling. You squirmed from the way he brushed perfectly against your G-spot and pushed you near climax so fast.

"JOHN." You yelped, gripping his shoulders. He replaced his finger with his member, and gave you no time to adjust. His thrusts were erratic, making you see stars.

"That's right, baby," He brought his mouth near your ear, nipping it slightly. "Scream my fucking name." His hot breath positioned in your neck, groaning quietly. One hand held you from behind your head, his other held your ass. You brought your leg over his shoulder, allowing him to reach new depths. Your forehead was pressed against John's as he mumbled profanities.

"Oh God, you're so tight." His thrusts deepened and quickened as he was eager for climax. His grip tightening his harsh hold on you, you were sure there would be some faint marks tomorrow. Your high came closer with each dirty thing he whispered and pound hr gave. You tugged on his hair, feeling your walls tighten. He knew you were close, he was too.

"Shit John, I'M-M-" Your high hit you like a bolt of lightening. You felt John grunt as he watched you go limp from exhaustion in his arms.

"John, baby, come for me." His lips pursed, scratching at climax.

Two thrusts later he climaxed. He was groaning, wet mess. You moved his wet locks out of his face, kissing his sensitive lips. You felt his smile spread against your face.

"You're gonna kill me, (Y/N)." He nuzzled his face in the crook of your neck, kissing along your collar bone.

You laughed, finally feeling your toes touch the bottom of the pool as he set you down. You splashed John, quickly trying to get out. He pulled you back in, giving you a revengeful splash of the water. You playfully slapped his chest, letting him pick you up and bring you both inside for some towels.

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