It was late out, nothing but sounds of the soft breeze, trickling water, and soft moans filling the air.

The couple shared a bed in the pool loft, making sweet memories in it. They were originally there for a late night swim, but things took a turn when bathingsuits found themselves on the concrete.

“Baby,” Piers breathed out, his hands massaging his lover’s hips. He leaned in to kiss them, each kiss feeling slow yet sloppy.

He was sitting back against the bed’s headboard as his lover was on his lap, lifting and lowering themselves onto him. It was a slow pace, one to make their moment last longer. They weren’t in a rush, they wanted to savor the time they had like this together.

“I love you.”