You are laying on a sun lounger in Monaco. Your skin is still wet, because you was in the pool a few minutes ago. It's the first time for the whole week that you can relaxing. Everybody is totally excited about the racing weekend including you, but today is Friday and that means that the engines aren't roaring. Just a day off.
Now you are taking a sun bath. Your bikini is suiting you perfectly, because it brings out your tanned skin.
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You are hearing another person, who is jumping into the pool. You open your eyes and looking at the 'mischief' and damn you are liking the view a lot. You see a trained body taking his rounds in the pool. You follow every single movement of the guy with the knowledge that he can't see your eyes because of your tinted sun glasses. After a while you are closing your eyes again, enjoying the last shafts of sunlight. A little smile on your lips because you are thinking about the guy from the pool, you are imagining how it would feel to paint over his trained belly, to get lower with your hand until it is under his swimming trunks...
You open your eyes again as the sunlight suddenly going away. Your daydream is gone and you got back on earth. At first you thought that a cloud is in front of the sun, indeed the handsome guy from the pool is standing in front of you. Yes, the guy from the pool! Water drops are still running down over his body. You are following one of them, which felled down from his chin. Oh damn, this body! How would it feel to... okay stop thinking about it. Just stop! "Hi, I am Artem", he is saying. Oh and and this lovely voice! This guy will be your personal Jesus. Honestly. If he just knows, what you were thinking a few moments ago, maybe your imagination would turn into reality? Anyway you are taking off your sun glasses. His breath was taken away, when he looking directly into your wonderful deep blue eyes.
His look went down to your lips. He lowers his teeths into his lower lip, to oppress his constraint to kiss you. Yes, he is thinking about you as the same way, you are doing about him.
"Normally I am not such a directly person, but do you know how sexy do you look in this bikini?!" Yes, personal Jesus is the perfect description. He is sitting down on the sun lounger next to you and you are blushing a little bit. "No... but thank you very much" You are smiling at him and looking into his eyes. Giving him the permission to lean forward and press his lips against yours. Without any hesitation, he is doing that right now.
Oh my god. To feel his lips against yours is feeling so much better then any imagination from you. After a few seconds of diffidence, the tongues from both of you are playing the perfect game of harmony and lust. At the moment you are being breathless, Artem is seperating from you. "Come on, let's go into the pool." You are just nodding and following him to the pool His swimming trunks are dangerous low and you are biting your lower lip. Oh Jesus... Anyway he is springing into the pool, a big water cupola is following. You are smiling at him and then jumping into the pool, too with a big splash.
You are popping up the water and searching with your eyes after Artem. You are tickling over to him. Now your faces are only a few centimetres apart. You are looping one of your arms around his neck to hold you on. Artem is putting your legs around his hips, with his back he is leaning against the beck wall. He is definitely thinking that you are wearing a little bit too much, although he is adoring you with this white bikini over your most intimate spots. He is putting his thumb under the small streak of stuff of your bikini trousers and putting it with every movement lower and lower. "Should I go on?", he is asking you and you are just nodding heavily. Every area he is touching you is burning like fire. You have never felt in such an intensive way. He is noticing your breathe against his mouth, the water is swashing soft against your lips. Artem is pulling your trousers completely off by seperating from you for a few seconds. You are closing your eyes again forcing him to go on. With a guilty pleasure he is following your silent request. He is opening your bikini top. With a dirty grin he is throwing your top away. Yap he is still your personal Jesus. He is kissing your chin and following your contours of your pine until he is reaching your earlobe. Concurrently his fingers went down to that spot you want him since you saw him for the first time. You are whimpering. It's a torture because he stopped his movements. "Artem, please go on", you are begging.
Suddenly a voice is appearing behind you. "Excuse me, but it's time to close the pool area." You are not turning around and hiding your face at Artems neck bow. You are feeling so embarrassed. Artem is comparing a few sentences with the guy from the hotel. After a few moments he is whispering into your ear that the man has gone. "I had never thought that you are a shy person..." You are glaring at him, because it was his 'fault' that this whole situation even happened. Artem is giving you your bikini back. You put your trousers and the top on and following Artem out of the pool. He is giving you a bathrobe and after that you are following him down into his hotel room, because the attraction between you was higher then ever. It was the longest way you have ever walked. Honestly.
Hey guys this One Shot was a requestfromDannyRicc17I hope youliked the story, it took me much longer as I thought because I wasso unsure about some scenes.
