Hot and cold

I lift Kate up effortlessly, keeping my cock firmly sheathed inside her as I walk us into the infinity pool. The cool water envelops us, a refreshing contrast to the heat of our bodies, but I can still feel the heat from her body, her chest pressed into mine. She wraps arms around me tightly, her nails digging into my back, the marks they’d leave healing instantly.

I sit at the edge of the pool, the cityscape of New York stretching out to my back like a glittering carpet, the lights reflecting off the water, casting a kaleidoscope of colors on our writhing bodies. Kate pushes off from my chest, her body glistening with water, and places her hands on the edge of the pool her forearms at either side of my neck for leverage. She begins to ride me, her hips moving in a sensual, undulating rhythm, the water sloshing and rippling around us, amplifying every sensation.

"My king," she moans, her voice a mix of pleasure and reverence. "My king with such a massive, thick cock. I'm yours for your pleasure."

I can feel her tight pussy clenching around me, the water enhancing every sensation, every ridge, every vein of my cock. I grip her hips, my fingers digging into her soft flesh, guiding her movements, urging her to take me deeper. The camera gently floats underwater, capturing every explicit detail, the clicks echoing softly beneath the surface, creating a symphony of desire.

"Turn around," I command, my voice a low growl. She complies without hesitation, her body moving with a grace that belies the intensity of our passion. I pull out of her, the cool water doing nothing to diminish my hardness. She spreads her legs wide, her feet flat on the raised seating at the edge of the pool, and reaches back for leverage. I grip my cock, aiming it at her pussy, and she lowers herself onto me, her eyes fluttering with pleasure as I fill her completely.

Her tits bounce with each movement, the water splashing around us, creating a mist that falls to the ground below, sparkling like diamonds under the city lights. "I love your cock, my king!" she cries out, her voice carrying over the city, a declaration of her desire. She rides me hard, her words syncing with her thrusts, taking me in fully with each one. "I. LOVE. HOW. YOUR. COCK. FEELS. IN. MY. TIGHT. LITTLE. PUSSY,” she yells, her voice a shredded cry of ecstasy.

I can feel her body tensing, her orgasm building, but I want her to hold out for a moment longer. I want to draw out her pleasure, to make her earn her release. I lean back, giving her full control, letting her set the pace. The water ripples around us, the city lights reflecting off the surface, creating a mesmerizing display that matches the intensity of our passion.

Kate's movements become more frantic, her body seeking its release, but she holds on, riding the wave of pleasure, waiting for my command. I can see the struggle in her eyes, the desperation for release, and it only serves to heighten my own arousal.

"Come for me, Kate," I finally say, my voice a low, commanding growl. "Let me feel that tight pussy milk my cock."

With my permission, she lets go, her body convulsing as her orgasm tears through her. I can feel her pussy clenching, gripping my cock with each pulse of her release. I grip her hips tightly, holding her in place as I begin to thrust up into her, meeting her movements, enhancing her pleasure.

"Oh my god, Joe!" she cries out, her voice a shattered moan of ecstasy. "I'm cumming so hard!"

She throws her head back, against my shoulder, a guttural moan escaping her throat as another wave of orgasm crashes through her. Her body shakes, her legs trembling as she rides out the storm of her release.

With a final, powerful thrust, I hold myself deep inside her, my cock throbbing with the effort of holding back my release. I can feel her body convulsing around me, her own orgasm triggered by mine, our releases syncing in a perfect symphony of pleasure, but I refuse to let go just yet.

Finally, I pull out of her, my cock still rock hard, still ready for more. I stand up, the water dripping from my body, and offer her my hand. She takes it, her body shaking slightly, and I pull her to her feet, wrapping my arms around her, holding her close as we catch our breath, our chests heaving in unison.

"That was... incredible," she whispers, her voice hoarse from her cries of pleasure.

I smile, a smug, satisfied smile, knowing that I have given her a night she will never forget. "We're not done yet, Kate," I say, my voice a low, promising growl. "I have so much more to give you, and I want you to take it all."

She looks up at me, her eyes wide with anticipation, a wicked smile playing on her lips. "I can't wait," she says, her voice a sultry purr, her body already eager for more.

And with that, I sweep her up into my arms, carrying her out of the pool, ready to continue our night of passion, our bodies glistening with water and desire, the city lights casting a romantic glow over our entwined forms, knowing that I have complete control over my release, and I plan to use it to drive her wild with pleasure.