Underwater Kiss Percy Jackson Novels & Stories

Daniel groaned into the kiss, one arm wrapping around Josh’s waist as they bobbed in the water. The kiss deepened. Daniel’s hands roamed down Josh’s back, gripping his firm ass and pulling their hips together. Their hard cocks rubbed against each other underwater, the friction sweet and teasing. Josh’s hand moved lower, wrapping around Daniel’s thick length and stroking him slowly beneath the surface. Daniel’s head fell back, a broken sound escaping his throat as pleasure rippled through him.

She kisses Peter lustfully, as he returns the kiss with mutual energy. “I want to swim, how about you?” the curly golden brown haired woman asks to the man beside her in the hammock. Gracie finds her way out of the hammock, grabs Peter’s hand pulling him out with her, then walks into the water. Peter lifts her in his arms and carries her into the water, then sets her down. Holding hands, they walk further into the water. She jumps on peter’s back as the water is up to their shoulders. He pulls her around in front of him to hold her and face the woman as her legs are wrapped around him. “I’m going underwater,” he warns her while holding her. He lowers them both underwater, kisses her, then co

His hand tangled in my wet hair, guiding me deeper until I gagged underwater. I came up gasping for air after twenty seconds. Tyler immediately pulled me into a filthy kiss, tasting the precum on my tongue. Marcus spun me around to face him. “My turn, baby.” I dove again. Marcus was even thicker. I could barely get half of him in my mouth, but I tried, sucking and stroking him with both hands while still holding my breath, while Ryan rubbed his cock against my ass from behind. I was drowning in lust and pool water.

And without answering me, he just dipped his face near mine and gave me a long, savory kiss. “I love you,” he whispered in between our kisses. “I love you, too.” He cupped my butt so I could put my legs around his torso. He pulled my body closer as if our distance wasn't still enough for him. His kisses went from my lips down my neck and around my shoulder blades before it went back to my lips. “I love you,” he whispered to me again. I nodded with a chuckle. “Yes, we love each other.” His hand started to travel under my bikini. So even though we're in the middle of the sea, no matter how cold the combination of wind and water around our bodies, heat starts crawling inside my body.

He grabbed them, his thumbs circling the hard peaks, and she arched her back, a stream of bubbles erupting from her mouth in a silent moan. He needed more. He yanked at the side ties of her bikini bottom. The knot gave way, and the tiny scrap of fabric followed her top, leaving her completely naked, pale, and glorious in the underwater gloom. His own trunks were shoved down in a frantic rush, his cock springing free, thick and painfully hard. She reached for him, her hand wrapping around his shaft, stroking him slowly, the water providing a strange, slick friction. He pulled her to him, his hands gripping her ass, kneading the firm, round globes. Their mouths met again in a hungry, airless k

He released his grip on my arm, and I felt myself sinking again, the water closing in around me. I searched for him, my lungs burning, my panic rising. Just as I thought I couldn't hold my breath any longer, I felt a strong hand pull me underwater. He kissed me, his lips pressing against mine, forcing air into my lungs. He released me, and I instinctively mimicked his movements, pushing myself up, up, up, until I broke the surface. He was right beside me, his smile wide, his eyes filled with a strange mix of amusement and concern. "Woah, good job!" he said, his voice full of admiration.

Layla kissed her again—deep, possessive—then pulled back to watch Adeyemi’s face as she came—slow build, then sudden—thighs trembling, walls pulsing around Layla’s fingers, a soft cry swallowed by the steam. Layla didn’t stop—kept moving gently through the aftershocks, then rose slightly in the water. “Stand,” she said. Adeyemi did—water cascading off her skin, droplets catching lantern light like tiny flames. Layla knelt on the underwater ledge, pulled Adeyemi close—mouth finding her again. Tongue slow—long licks, gentle sucks—fingers sliding back inside while the water lapped around them. Adeyemi braced her hands on Layla’s shoulders, hips rocking forward, moans rising louder now—raw, unre

Including making Paul fall in love so quickly that finally the man's mind was only full of her. Occasionally they also dive to enjoy the underwater beauty. After feeling quite tired, Paul and Grace approached each other with heavy breathing. The water that soaked their bodies was not as cold as last night. The water actually feels very refreshing. Paul and Grace stared at each other for a long time. Admiring each other's appearance before finally bringing their lips together to make a hot kiss in the middle of the sea. Grace put her arms around Paul's neck as he pulled her body closer. They feel different sensations.

He exclaimed and dipped underwater, swimming around the pool excitedly. I could understand his feelings. Being a mermaid was like being freed from everything. It was quite liberating and he probably felt the same way. I was glad I could share that with him. I joined him at the deepest end; he didn't need to come up for air to breathe. Becoming a merman, he could now read my mind. "káne mou érota." Make love to me. He pulled me back into the kiss, not understanding my words in Greek but sensing what I'd asked for. His large hands dipped below, just shy of my waist, and then touched my bottom.

He found her again. Without hesitation, he held her hand and pulled her close. Alya felt his warm palm clasp hers. In that state, he leaned forward to kiss her underwater. His lips locked hers in a sweet, magical moment. For the first time in years, he was happy and content to find the one he had been subconsciously searching for. They might have forgotten about each other, but their hearts were entangled together. Immersed in the kiss, Alya slowly swished her tail, pulling them upward out of the water without breaking the kiss. Jason’s cold lips puckered against hers, unwilling to let go even when they emerged out of the water. Reluctantly, Alya backed off.