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I was pressed against the tiled wall, still shaking, my legs unsteady and my thighs slick from more than just the pool water, when Adrien's rhythm stumbled for the first time.
His thrusts between my locked thighs became erratic...harder, more desperate and the low groan from his chest turned into something that sounded almost painful. His fingers dug into my hips like he was trying to anchor himself, and then he buried his face against the back of my neck, his breath coming in hot, ragged bursts.
"God...Noah, Fuck—" My name sounded like it was being ripped from him. One last deep movement, his cock throbbing hot and thick between my legs, and then he came with a muffled curse against my skin, his hips jerking in short, helpless spasms.
