[Third Person POV]
Momo held Tony's head firmly yet tenderly, pulling him deeper into the kiss, as though she were afraid of letting him go. Their lips pressed and parted in a heated rhythm, the soft smacks echoing faintly across the still expanse of the midnight lake. Ripples danced around their bodies with every subtle movement, disturbed only by the rise and fall of their breaths. Their lungs grew desperate for air, yet neither of them could bring themselves to stop, clinging to one another as though the moment might vanish if they let go.
When at last they broke apart, their faces lingered just inches away, lips glistening, breaths mingling in the cool night air. A thin line of tension connected them—desire, hesitation, temptation. Momo leaned in again, brushing her lips against his once more, unable to resist, repeating the fleeting kiss several times before pulling back just enough to whisper, her voice shaky but laced with longing.
"You are far too bad for me, Tony," she breathed, her half-lidded eyes flicking down to his mouth as it curved into that infuriatingly confident smile.
"Am I?" Tony murmured, the question barely out of his mouth before he claimed her lips again, deeper this time.
"Yes… mmm… you are," Momo answered between their kisses, her words breaking and trembling with each stolen breath. "You make me do things… things I don't think I ever would have done otherwise…"
Tony's lips left hers, trailing soft, deliberate kisses across her cheek, down along the curve of her jaw. His voice was low and teasing, the vibration of his words brushing against her skin. "Like what?"
Momo shivered at the feeling, her hand threading into his damp hair as if to anchor herself. "Like sneaking out… and going for a midnight swim…" she whispered, her words melting into a quiet moan as Tony's lips found the delicate skin of her neck. Her body trembled in his arms, betraying how much power he truly had over her.
"What's wrong with a little late-night adventure?" Tony teased, pulling back just enough to meet her eyes, his grin carrying that signature Stark confidence that always left her flustered.
Her cheeks burned a delicate shade of pink, the contrast striking in the moonlight. "It's wrong when it's just the two of us—alone like this. We're not supposed to…"
Tony chuckled softly, pressing another quick kiss to her lips as though to interrupt her train of thought. "And why aren't we supposed to be alone? Honestly, I've always found more joy in doing the things I'm told I shouldn't."
"You know exactly why, Tony," Momo muttered, her voice tight, conflicted, as she let her arms drape back over his shoulders. Their lips hovered mere inches apart again, the magnetic pull between them undeniable. Her cheeks deepened in color as she whispered shakily, "O-Otherwise, we're going to end up doing something we are really not supposed to…"
Tony tilted his forehead against hers, his grin refusing to fade. "You've yet to tell me a single downside," he said smoothly, his husky voice dripping with temptation. "All I'm hearing are good things."
"Tony…" Momo gasped suddenly as Tony's hand slid down to her leg, gripping it firmly, guiding it to hook around his waist.
"What?" Tony asked with a careless, leisurely tone, as if he hadn't just pulled her entire body closer against his.
Her resolve crumbled in that instant. With a desperate surge, Momo shifted on top of him, straddling his torso, her legs tightening around him as she leaned forward. Her hands cupped his face with a mixture of tenderness and urgency, her thumbs brushing over his cheeks as her dark eyes stared into his. "You're going to drive me insane," she whispered breathlessly. "I swear… I feel like I'm losing my mind."
Water glistened down their skin under the pale moonlight, droplets tracing along Tony's shoulders and chest. He simply looked up at her, unflinching, unbothered, his grin growing sharper as his voice dropped into a husky growl that made her heart skip. His posture radiated confidence—broad shoulders squared, gaze locked on her like she was the only thing in the world.
"Good," he said simply.
Momo's chest tightened at the single word, her resistance shattering completely. With a quiet whimper of surrender, she lowered her head, capturing his lips again, this time with a hunger that burned hotter than the cool water surrounding them.
"I want you, Tony," Momo whispered, her voice husky with raw emotion.
"I want you so badly it hurts." She nipped at his lower lip, tasting the faint salt of the lake on his skin.
Tony's hands slid down to grip her thighs, pulling her closer as he deepened the kiss, his tongue exploring her mouth with unbridled passion. The lake stilled around them, as if nature itself paused to watch. His grip tightened, fingers digging into her skin—not hard enough to hurt, but firm enough to make his dominance unmistakable. Water sloshed softly between their bodies as he moved, pressing their hips flush together. The thin fabric separating them did little to hide the heat of his arousal.
"Then what are you waiting for, I'm right here" he growled against her mouth. The words vibrated through her lips and sent a shiver down her spine. He kissed her deeply again, his tongue claiming hers with possessive strokes. His teeth grazed her bottom lip, tugging gently before releasing to trace along her jaw with wet, open-mouthed kisses.
His hands slid from her thighs to her ass, gripping firmly as he pulled her flush against him. The rough calluses of his palms against her soft skin sent jolts of sensation racing through her body. She arched her back instinctively, pressing her chest against his as his mouth moved lower, tasting the delicate skin of her neck.
Momo gasped, her fingers tangling tightly in his hair. The cool lake water lapped against her skin like gentle hands, a stark contrast to the fire spreading through her body. Tony's lips found a particularly sensitive spot below her ear, and she shuddered when his teeth grazed the tender flesh.
Her hands moved behind her back, unhooking the clasp of her red bikini top. It drifted away into the dark waters as she arched into him, pressing her now-bare breasts against his chest. A low growl rumbled from his throat, his hands sliding upward to cup and knead the soft flesh as his mouth trailed hot, open-mouthed kisses down to her collarbone. The cool water only heightened the heat of his touch, every ripple intensifying the sensation.
"You're just so beautiful," he murmured against her skin, his voice thick with desire. His hands slipped down to her hips, thumbs hooking beneath the waistband of her bikini bottoms.
Her heart hammered wildly as his thumbs traced the sensitive skin along her hips. The water glided like silk over her bare back as he began tugging the fabric downward.
"Tell me to stop," he challenged, his breath hot against her ear. The words sent shivers racing through her. She shook her head, lips parting in silent refusal. Tony understood perfectly—his fingers worked with swift precision to peel away the last barrier between them.
The moment the fabric slipped free, his hands returned to her ass, lifting her effortlessly as he brought her closer. She could feel every hard plane of his body pressing against her—the firm muscles of his torso, the rigid length of his cock straining against his swim trunks, the strength of his arms as they held her aloft. The cool water licked at her bare pussy as he positioned her above the heavy bulge in his shorts.
"I want to feel you," she whispered, her voice trembling as her fingers dug into his shoulders. Her body quivered with need, nipples pebbling from the combined tease of the water and his burning gaze.
Tony didn't answer with words. Instead, one hand shifted, tugging down his trunks just enough to free himself. His cock sprang out, hard and thick, pressing urgently between them.
The two of them showing no signs of stopping.
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