College Roommates (commanderShepard, leia25, Leahrose1111)

She gasped at the feeling of his hand so high on her leg, pressing against the sensitive skin there, and she grasped his arms to catch her balance. She met his gaze, her lips parted slightly.
 
"Sorry," he mumbled, realizing the awkwardness of the situation. But he also didn't move his hand. He could feel the edge of her suit against his fingertips, and he worried that if he moved his hand at all, things would only get more awkward.
 
She gave a small shake of her head, her cheeks rosy in the shimmering light of the pool. "It's okay," she whispered.
 
He let out a nervous chuckle. "Yeah, I guess we are." He noticed neither of them had moved, and were still just staring at each other. Her lips were still parted, almost in a slight pout. God, she looked so kissable. He reminded himself that he would have to kiss her eventually anyway.

So he tried it now.
 
Beth could see what was about to happen a mile away. And she let it happen. She closed her eyes as Brian pressed his lips to her. He was firm but also gentle. She hesitantly kissed him back, her lips moving against his. She relaxed against him, pressing her body against his.
 
With his fingers in their precarious position, Beth pressing forward was all it took. Without any effort on his part, his fingers slipped beneath her suit and over her smooth skin until he was touching her womanhood. But he didn't break the kiss.
 
Beth tensed slightly. Despite the precarious position of his hand, the thought of him touching her like that didn't even cross her mind. But he was touching her, his fingers pressed firmly against her clit. She moaned against him and moved her hands from his arms to wrap her arms around his neck instead
 
Holy shit. Not only did she not pull away, she gave into him more. Was this happening? This was happening. Their tongues met, halfway, neither one pressing more than the other. Brian started moving his fingers, gently massaging her.
 
Beth didn't know what was happening. She couldn't stand Brian and ten minutes ago, she couldn't think of anything she'd rather do less than kids him. But it felt good and she'd never been kissed or touched by a guy like this where it felt so good. She moaned against his lips and ran her fingers through his hair.
 
His other hand traced up her body, through the water, until it found her breast. He could feel her nipple through the fabric of her suit. He wanted to feel it in his hand, and started to slide the shoulder strap down her arm.
 
She pulled back from the kiss and met his gaze for just a moment. She gave a tiny not, her consent. She wanted to see his face when he saw her. She inhaled sharply, still feeling his fingers rubbing her clit. She felt him brush her skin as he tugged the strap of her swimsuit down her arm.
 
Their eyes connected, and he saw her nod. "Beth..." he murmured as he rolled her suit down, hoping she would help with the other side. While he watched her face, he slipped his fingers inside her.
 
His fingers. Oh my god. He knew what he was doing. His fingers were long and seemed to curl perfectly. All holding his gaze, she helped him tug her suit down. She tugged her arms free and gripped his shoulder with one hand as she awkwardly pushed the suit down her legs. She was naked in front of Brian, her tamed skin glistening with water droplets. Her small breasts shifted slightly every time she breathed, her nipples hard as diamonds. "Brian," she gasped. She swallowed and leaned in, pressing her lips to his again.
 
He hadn't expected her to strip completely, but he wasn't complaining. He pulled her close, their legs entwining, his erection pressing painfully at his speedo as it tried to reach her. They moved in the water, grasping at each other as he fondled her body.
 
She whimpered against him as he pulled her closer. She moved her hands down his sides, feeling his rib cage, until her fingers brushed the waistband of his speedo. She hesitated and then pushed it down just enough to free his cock. She slipped her hand between them and wrapped her hand around him. She pulled back, looking up at him with wide eyes as she started to slowly stroke him. She'd always known he was big. It was hard not to notice the bulge in his speedo. But he was big. Far bigger, far thicker than any of her exes.
 
As they touched and caressed each other, Brian made his way over to the nearby wall. He pinned Beth there, her bare back against the cool tile. He looked into her eyes as he started to guide himself towards her entrance.
 
But Beth faltered. She was hot, wet. She was aching for him to make her cum right there in the pool. But having sex with him... Memories of Vanessa flashed through her mind and she pulled back from the kiss to look at him, breathing heavily. She could feel him, his tip pressed against her clit.

"Brian," she gasped.
 
He could sense her hesitation, and that her saying his name was not purely out of pleasure. "What?" he asked her, pausing.
 
She held his gaze and swallowed. "We can't do this." However, she made not sign of moving away from him.
 
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