My Stepbrother, My Enemy {BL}-Chapter 226: The Second Pool Incident (18+)

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A deep groan rumbled from his chest, sending shivers down my spine even though I was already warm.

My jaw dropped in surprise, and my brain scrambled to catch up. I turned my head, about to blurt out a confused "what the hell do you think you’re doing?" but he rocked into me again, unapologetically. The contact sent a jolt through me that had nothing to do with the cool air on my wet skin.

"Shhh," he whispered, his breath warm against my ear, lips brushing my lobe in a way that made me shiver. "It’s okay... I’m hard too, you know. I’m glad I have that effect on you as you do to me."

The words hit me like a splash of cold water, and heat rushed to my cheeks, probably turning me bright red under the dim lights. I tried to play it cool with a grunt, but it came out more like a pathetic puff of air.

"Then stop being an ass," I shot back, my voice shaking a bit, showing just how much he was already getting to me.

I could almost hear Adrien’s smirk, I could feel it against my skin. Then he leaned in closer, teasingly dragging his tongue along the edge of my ear, sending shivers racing down my spine. My knees were weak in the water, making it hard to hold myself steady.

"We can’t...can’t—" I started, my face burning even more as I reminded him of the obvious. The words tumbled out in a rush while my body screamed at me to stop leaning back into him like a total fool.

"Fuck, I know," he interrupted, his voice rough and edged with frustration, as if the universe was personally trying to cockblock him. "But damn it, Noah... I do want to fuck you. Completely ruin you, just like you’ve already ruined my head."

The honesty in his voice stole the breath right out of my lungs, and I was left gasping when his hand slipped into the front of my shorts, fingers wrapping around my aching cock with that usual confidence he had. He started stroking, firm, rhythmic pulls that had me seeing stars quite fast.

His thumb circled the tip every time he pulled up, slick with water and my own desire. Waves of pleasure surged through me, hot and urgent, making my hips buck into his grip. I gasped, the sound bouncing off the pool walls, and then whimpered his name—

"Adrien"—as the sensations built, each twist of his wrist pulling desperate sounds from me that I could barely contain.

He pressed his lips to my neck, whispering softly against my skin. "It’s okay... it’s just us here. Just you and me in this big, empty hotel pool."

That reassurance only made everything feel even more intense...his whispers turned dirty then, his voice dropping to that velvety tone that wrecked me every time.

"You sound so fucking sexy like this, all breathy and needy," he murmured, nibbling on my earlobe. "And you smell incredible too. You’re so precious, Noah, falling apart in my hand like this."

It was overwhelming, the words, the touch, the thrill of it all and I came apart right there, spilling into his waiting hand with a choked cry that I barely muffled against my own arm. The release hit me hard, leaving me trembling as he milked me through it.

Adrien chuckled, low and teasing, still holding me as he casually wiped his hand under the water. "Damn, already? That was quick, little bro."

Annoyance flared even through my post-orgasm bliss, and I twisted in his arms, trying to glare at him, though I probably just looked pouty.

"Asshole," I muttered, cheeks still burning as I struggled to pull away from him, the water sloshing around us.

But he just laughed, his rich, infectious sound always made my heart flutter and pulled me closer, his arms locked around my waist.

"Hey, I’m sorry," he said, not sounding sorry at all, his eyes dancing with mischief under the pool’s lights. "I can’t help it. You just look too cute when you get all flustered like this."

"Call me cute again and I will not hesitate to drown you," I grumbled, but there was no heat in my words. My body was already melting back into him despite myself.

Before I could protest again, his hands were on my hips, pushing my shorts down just enough to expose my backside to the cool water. He groped me, fingers kneading my flesh possessively, with a growl of appreciation that vibrated through both of us.

Then he sunk his mouth onto my shoulder, sucking hard enough to leave a mark, a hickey that would sure show under my shirt tomorrow, a secret reminder of this craziness.

He shifted me effortlessly, pinning me against the tiles, bending me just enough that the water teased higher up my thighs. One of his large hands wrapped around the front of my neck, thumb pressing gently against my racing pulse, feeling every frantic heartbeat as if he owned it too.

"Keep your thighs tight for me," he murmured, his voice dark and heavy, breath hot against my skin.

I obeyed without really thinking, my legs instinctively clamping together as I trembled, feeling the thick length of him slide between them. My mind raced with the intimacy of it, everything heightened by the water in this empty hotel pool.

The glide was torturously slow at first, the water adding a slick friction that was infuriating, each inch of him dragging against my inner thighs, teasing the sensitive skin behind my balls with every thrust. I jolted with each push, a soft, broken sound escaping my lips, half moan, half whimper...that echoed in the quiet space.

Adrien groaned against my throat, the sound raw and possessive.

"Just like that... fuck, you’re perfect." He rocked harder, his grip on my hips tightening like a vice, fingers digging in as he chased that friction, giving us both just enough of what we wanted without actually letting go.

The water splashed softly around us with each movement, his cock sliding between my thighs in a rhythm that built and built, hot and frantic thrusts had me arching back, seeking more even as the denial drove me wild.

It was almost funny, that I was terrified of large bodies of water after the Pool Incident because of Adrien and his stupid ex-friends and couldn’t seem to stop having nightmares about it. But now...just look at what I was doing with said Adrien.

He pushed into the tight space I made for him, the tip of him brushing just right on every pass, sending shockwaves of pleasure through me, my own desire stirring back to life way too quickly.

It didn’t take long before I was teetering on the edge again, my body reacting to him like it was built for this. And somehow, the thrill of getting caught...doing this with Adrien, my stepbrother, in the middle of a hotel pool where anyone could waltz in, added this exciting risk that shocked me.

My heart raced not just from pleasure but from fear too, the forbidden edge heightening everything until I was gasping, clinging to the pool’s edge for support.

Adrien, of course, caught on right away, his perceptive self always did and leaned in closer, thrusting deeper between my thighs while his fingers found my nipples, pinching them just hard enough to make me yelp.

"You like this, huh?" he whispered, his voice dripping with dirty amusement.

"The thought of someone walking in on us, seeing me ruin you like this, your own stepbrother making you fall apart in a public pool with zero shame. Damn, Noah, you’re getting tighter just thinking about it. So dirty, so perfect for me."

His words pushed me right over the edge, the mix of his thrusts, the pinches blending pleasure and pain, and that thrill sending me spiraling into another orgasm that left me shuddering, feeling all boneless against the tiles while the water washed away any evidence as I rode out the waves.