“God, that’s the way,” Corey said as he pulled back to catch his breath, his arms coming up to grab onto the pool edge on either side of me.
I pumped us both, feasting on his mouth again. He moved his hips with purpose. When I brushed my thumb against the head of his penis and mine, Corey’s head fell back, and with a stuttered breath, he came. He was beautiful, and my orgasm was close behind his, like starlight behind my eyelids.
We leaned against each other, letting the water cool us down. “You know, I just cleaned this pool.”
Corey laughed in my ear, his head resting on my shoulder. “I guess you’ll just have to clean it again.” He nuzzled my neck. “You can add it to the bill.”
“Nah. I’ll do this for free, since it was mostly my fault.”
“Fine with me,” he said.
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