Anchor- A JJ Maybank Fanfic

25. The Watermarks of the Past

The Watermarks of the Past
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It was not quick whatsoever. After sneaking out through the window, JJ said that we had to walk since he didn't have his bike. When I asked him where it was,  he didn't answer. I thought JJ didn't hear me, so when I asked again, he said that his friend was taking care of it.

As we keep on walking in a direction that led to somewhere, JJ's answer keeps rewinding itself in my mind. It wasn't what he said, it's the sound of his voice and his facial expressions that were suspicious. "JJ, where the hell are we going?" I ask breathlessly. It was probably around 6 am since it felt like we'd walked two hours already.

I glance up to see the clouds with their rosy colors mirroring the waking sun. The iris of fire was so pretty as it revived its mascara of pure light. It was like a golden tunnel of light crashing to the paled turquoise ceiling over the green Earth. It illuminates the sky as if it were igniting the most perfect flame. The smell of the sweet moisture from the ocean floats around in the salty air, refreshing my delicate skin. The wind grinds with my skin as goosebumps rise from the airy touch.

JJ turns around and groans, "Princess if you don't stop staring at the sky and don't hurry up, I'm gonna call it quits and I'm ditching your ass."

My jaw drops playfully, "You wouldn't."

JJ chuckles as he rubs his hand at the back of his neck, "You're right, I wouldn't."

I face the ground as a blushing smile arises on my lips. "No but seriously, where are we going?" 

I feel my hand being grabbed as I shoot my head up, startled by JJ's warm touch. "Stop asking dumb questions and just trust me, okay?"

"Ugh, I'm too tired to keep on walking!" I complained as a heavy, painful ache grew between my thighs. I let go of his hand and stopped walking. I bend over, hands on my knees as I try to catch my breath. Suddenly, I felt weak, as if I completely forgot how to walk. Like every muscle in my body just collapsed.

"Hey," JJ places his hand on my shoulder and bends down with me to meet my face level, "Hey, you good, Mer? Is your scrape healed?"

I nod, "Yeah, it's just my legs hurt right now." I felt this uneven balance on one foot as I started shaking. I brought myself to the cold, rocky ground as the soreness thrived between my thighs.

JJ tilts his head at me, "How the hell are you already tired from walking already? We didn't even hike that far-." He pauses. I glanced up, wondering why he paused, but only found to see the curves of JJ's mouth shoot upwards as a small chuckle vibrates his throat, "Or is it because I gave it to you so good, those pretty legs of yours can't handle the size of my dick yet?"

I snicker to hide the hot blush that's blooming on my face. My eyes shoot down to the ground while the ache grows, "It's not that big."

This only made JJ's smile grow even wider as those sarcastic blue eyes stared me down with a pinch of amusement in them, "Oh...it's not?"

I hide my face with my hair because I am abnormally blushing hard from his tease. My mind starts to disobey me and begins to remind me how big JJ was. The feeling of his tip sliding in and out of my tightness and the overwhelming sensation when his mouth was on me crawled up my spine and spread the sparking heat all over my neck. "God, you're annoying." I laugh at my comment. I think I'm obsessed by the sound of his voice, but I would never admit that aloud.

JJ's thumb brushes against my chin and lifts it for me to get another view of his eyes. I think I'm also obsessed with his eyes. It reminds me of the oceans in the southern part of the Caribbean. The one's near the Bahamas, the Dominican Republic, and Puerto Rico. The faintly crystal blue water is taking in every inch, drowning me sweetly and slowly. JJ's eyes remind me of the wonders the ocean had, and I cherished it.