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The sun has barely set when there’s a knock on your door. It’s late at night but you just couldn’t fall asleep, too excited because you knew that knock would’ve come.

When you open the door, Joel is quick to grab your waist and kiss you. His mouth only barely muffles your giggles.

“Let’s go?”

His voice is a whisper – no one knows about you being an item yet, and you can’t help it that having to do everything in secret makes it even more exciting. The spark in his eyes tells you he doesn’t mind it either.

You grab his hand and he flashes you a mischievous smile before leading you out of the cabin. The soft lights of the twilight reflect in the nearby lake so that it’s not hard to find. Joel kisses you once more when you reach the shore.

“Can it be me undressing you this once?”

Your heartbeat picks up. The phrase alone makes this whole thing way more intimate – like he’s about to make love to you and not simply skinny dip with you in a lake after celebrating Midsummer. You nod, because having his hands on you still makes you feel like a teenager in love. Provided that you get to undress him in turn, of course.

He undresses you slowly, the urgency and the laughter from when you sneaked out of the cabin long gone. His large hands on your body are gentle, and when he’s done, he takes a step back to look at you: his clear eyes are wide, but you only blush when he mutters how beautiful you are.

When it’s your turn to take his clothes off, it’s a little more desperate – his skin is calling out to you and your touch is inexorably drawn to his chest, sides, and groin.

He closes his eyes when you touch him there. He’s so easy to break and it’s lovely to watch, but it’s getting chilly here on the shore, so you withdraw your hand. He opens his eyes to find you smiling at him devilishly. Then you’re sprinting towards the water, daring him to catch you if he can.

The splashes and the laughter interrupt the silence, but at this point you don’t care if it’ll wake up the others. Joel kisses you hungrily as soon as his hands are on your body again, and you relax, letting the water submerge you up to your shoulders. Joel leaves a kiss to your forehead and goes behind you, so he can wrap his arms around your middle. You rest against his chest. It’s quiet again. The sky is turning darker. This moment is just perfect.

After a while Joel’s embrace feels tighter, and the hand that was holding your lower belly slowly snakes downwards. You send your head back, biting your lip in anticipation. You can almost feel Joel smile behind you. He knows you can’t resist his touch.

You part your legs. His fingers are on your clit first, then travel down to your cunt only to find that you open up so easily. With two of his fingers inside, his thumb joins them to brush at your clit again. Joel’s chest is firm behind you, his arms strong, the hands divine – but it’s the soft, almost inaudible moans that make your eyes cross in pleasure. His labored breath hits the top of your head. There are goosebumps on his arms, where the skin is wet, and the muscles underneath contract and relax. You hold on to them as his pace quickens, pumping in and out of you in the water, making you sigh and moan.

Joel holds your body down with his free hand when you come. You hear him sigh in awe as your pleasure takes over completely, his hand still working you, allowing you to ride out the orgasm until the very last wave.

You rest with the side of your face on his chest when you come down, panting. His breathing is shallow and you know what he wants now.

When you’re stable again, you turn around in his arms. You look down to see he’s rock hard under the water. Joel takes a step closer, despite already being only inches apart; his hand is on your waist again, his parted lips almost brushing your forehead. You take him in your hand and most of the length is out of the water when you hold it up.