[smut alert, don't read if uncomfortable]
His kisses grew more frenetic, he hastily kissed me and with urgency slipped on my pants.
He smiled at the view and bent down to kiss my intimacy.
I struggled to contain the moan, if we had to be quick I didn't want to cut us even more time by moaning out loud.
But due to the past, I already discovered I am not good at all at shutting my moans.
I bit my button lip to shut my complaints and when he lifted his head to stare at me straight in my eyes his eyes busted in mine.
His hair released small drops which fell on his forehead and then trailed down through his cheek.
"You have to be quiet, love." He whispered.
"I will try my best," I replied.
His hands trailed through my slips and lifted them down struggling since the water was making the fabric stuck on my skin.
He abruptly entered me, and I shivered at both the coldness and the pleasure which followed.