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leclercsgirl · 2 years
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that bikini | chris evans
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summary : based off of the prompt — “i could pull your bikini bottoms to the side and nobody would even notice”
word count : just over 1k
warnings : smut, public sex, fingering, sex in a pool, neighbour!chris
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Looking in the mirror, you smiled as your hands wrapped the bikini string around your waist a second time, tying it in a delicate double knot that rested on your back. The black triangles on your chest covered enough of your boob for it to be respectful, yet left enough showing for it to still be considered sexy. The matching thong rested high on your hips, making you smile once again at yourself.
You were gonna get a killer tan.
Flipping your towel over your shoulder and closing your bedroom door quietly, you made your way down the stairs and out to the pool where the rest of your guests sat.
“Hey! Finally she arrives!” Sebastian bellowed loudly, Scarlet and Lizzie laughing at your raised eyebrow, Chris and Anthony sat on the poolside, also laughing.
“Screw you Seb,” you flung your towel down on the chair next to Lizzie, blowing her a kiss as you stood next toChris. “Looking this good takes time.”
“And boy do you look good.” Chris whistled as you spun slowly, showing off the bikini you had bought the other day.
“Oh be quiet you!” you spoke teasingly to your neighbour, blushing as he winked in return.
Not a word had been spoken about that night since it had happened, but when your friends invited themselves round, you thought it quite rude not to invite Chris too, who also invited two of his friends - with your permission. So here they were.
Sitting down carefully, fearful of slipping on the very wet poolside, you winked at Sebastian as he passed you a fresh beer from the chiller, failing to notice the jealous look on your neighbour's face.
Everyone settled into their own conversations, you and Sebastian eventually making your way into the pool, the two of you discussing your devastating love life’s.
“Once,” you giggled as you recalled the terrible date Scarlett had set you up on. “I was on a date with this guy,” Sebastian moved closer to you, his hand now resting lightly on your shoulder.
“And I remember him going to the bathroom but he left his phone on the table right,” you smiled widely at the strange memory. “So I look over at his phone and it will not stop buzzing and buzzing. So I turn it over and it’s a bunch of messages from like 10 different guys. This guy was running a sex hotline and had an appointment straight after our date! How rude is that!”
Sebastian laughed loudly as you took a sip of your drink, still giggling at the thought.
“You have the cutest giggle, you know that?” The man spoke softly as he brought his hand up to brush your hair behind your ear, a blush forming on your cheeks. Just as you were about to make a move on the very attractive Romanian man, his name was called by the very person you were trying to steer clear of.
“Hey Stan, could you go grab me a few beers from the kitchen at mine? We’re out and I don’t want to waste any of this lovely lady's money.”
You rolled your eyes as Sebastian made his way out of the pool and Chris made his way to the spot next you, furthest away from the other three, who were either sleeping or sunbathing; either way oblivious to the tension between you and your neighbour.
“I think they may have drank a little too much,” the blonde said as he rested his arm on the poolside.
“Oh really? And you haven’t?” You rolled your eyes at him, smelling the strong scent of beer from a metre away.
“Me? No, I’m stone cold sober. Sober enough to be able to know that I could pull your bikini bottoms to the side right now and no one would notice.”
Your breath hitched and your panties dampened as he stroked your thigh gently from under the water, his touch bringing shivers up your spine. Moving closer to Chris, you dragged your finger down his chest lightly, smirking as thoughts ran through your head.
Thoughts of sex. Hot and dirty sex.
“Oh really?” You whispered, checking behind you to make sure that Lizzie, Scarlett and Anthony were still knocked out.
“Then do it.”
A sharp gasp slipped past your lips as his fingers snuck inside your pulsating core, his head coming forward to place kisses up your neck.
“You know ever since that night,” his fingers continued to pound inside of you, his other hand making it’s way inside your bikini top and rolling your nipples between his fingers slowly. “All that’s been on my mind is making you cum as hard as you did then.”
A loud moan escaped you as he bit down on your neck, “only this time you won’t be able to walk after.”
Sweeping you up in his arms, he rested you on the steps that lead to the poolside, his fingers already working on pulling off your bikini bottoms as you untied the knot in his swim shorts, wrapping your hands around his cock, shuddering at the thought of him inside of you.
“We do this, you’re mine.” He muttered in your ear, his fingers curling around your thighs as he brought himself closer to you.
“I’m yours,” you swore back, “I’ve always been yours.”
He thrust forward savagely, giving you no time to adjust. You let out a choked moan, hoping that the music playing from the speaker would cover up the sounds of your pleasure.
“I’m yours,” you panted, nails scratching at the man's back as the pressure built in your core, like a bomb about to explode. His cock filled you up completely, your tight pussy clenching around every vein and ridge.
Chris took your hair in his hands, a makeshift ponytail forming as he tugged you closer to him, his hips pounding faster and faster and your name leaving his mouth like a mantra.
“I can’t,” you whimpered, head now resting in the crock of his neck as a hand came to rest on your arse, squeezing it harshly. “I feel like I’m gonna break.”
This only encouraged him, his lips capturing yours, swallowing your moans as the pressure built and built and built, your cunt clamping around his dick.
“So do it,” he groaned into your mouth, “Break.”
Your cunt gripped him hard, your whole body shaking as you reached your breaking point, cum splashing on his cock, Chris’s balls tightening at the feel of your sweet juices, his hot seed spurting into you.
He held you tightly, the two of you coming down from your high, refusing to let go of each other. Shuffling his shorts back on slowly and then pulling your bikini back on for you, lifting you out of the pool still secure in his arms, the water dripping from you both.
Peering over his shoulder in your dazed state, you were relieved to see that the others were still very much asleep, and Seb wasn’t back.
“You tired, baby?” Chris cooed in your ear, your arms wrapped around him like a koala. You nodded softly, almost drifting off on his shoulder.
Grabbing one of the towels that you had draped over the chairs earlier, Chris wrapped it round the two of you and laid down on the sun lounger, chuckling as you curled up on his chest, practically fast asleep.
“Hey Dude!” Sebastian shouted as he came out of the house, a crate of beers in hand. “I got the beers!”
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