𝐌 𝐀 𝐓 𝐈 𝐋 𝐃 𝐀 ; 𝐣𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐚𝐡 𝐟𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐫

𝟏𝟏: 𝐈𝐧 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐃𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬

We're playing our second round of volleyball and I'm sitting out. Because of the odd numbers the girls and I switch out every few hits. Belly and Taylor pass the ball which the guys then hit into the net, giving us a point.

"Yeah!" We cheer hi-fiving each other. Steven attempts to bounce the ball back, which hits the net instead.

"You're slipping Steven." Taylor shrugs as I laugh.

"Yeah?" Everyone nods.

"Yeah."

"Oh well, now it's on." The ball goes back and forth and I switch with Belly. The boys score and we score. We finally get down to the last game and the competition between Steven and Taylor is high.

"You aren't ready." She shakes her head. She hits the ball and it lands straight in Nicole's face. My hand flies to my mouth, stifling a small laugh.

"Ow!"

"Oh my god, I'm-"

"Taylor!" Belly scolds.

"It was an accident." Belly ignores it and looks at Nicole.

"I'm so sorry. Are you ok?" She nods.

"I'm totally fine. You guys keep playing." Conrad ushers her up.

"C'mon let's go inside, I'll get you some ice." He talks low.

"Conrad, it's ok."

"I'm so so sorry Nicole. Feel better ok?" She nods and walks off.

"Belly, Tilly, come on. Conrad can take care of Nicole. Let's go inside and look at ourselves in the mirror some more." Ouch. Conrad stutters in his tracks and looks at Taylor.

"Yeah, have fun with that." He walks off and I can't help but scoff. What an asshole.

I get out of the pool behind Taylor and Belly follows. I head up to my room, wanting to not get involved in the drama. I clutch my towel around my body as I scrimmage through my closest to find comfy clothes to shower into.

The clapping of flip-flops makes me look up from my drawer. Jeremiah is walking in, still in his swim shorts, walks into my room and closes the door behind him.

"Hi." He whispers, pulling me towards him.

"Hi." Our towels are between us, being the only thing from our skin touching. My hands let go of the towel and go around his neck. He presses a soft kiss on my lips, making me smile.

"I got your present." He looks to my desk and sees the crumpled paper next to the tape.

"Do you like it?"

"I love it. Thank you." He laughs.

"Of course." He pulls my face to his again, our lips meeting. The towels that had been trapped between our bodies fall and we walk towards my bed. He lays me down, crawling over me and hovering with his arms.

It feels like hours go by as we kiss, only separating to take breaths. His hands travel up and down the sides of my body and I feel the fire spreading from his fingertips. Was I really ready to do this tonight?

"Jere, do you think we should stop?" I ask in between kisses.

"Definitely not." He breathes and moves from my lips down to my jawline, and slowly towards the base of my neck. This is when I remembered the only thing covering me was a bikini. The thin dark blue fabric was still soaked in pool water, making it stick even tighter to my skin.

I feel the pleasure circulate around my body as Jere kisses my body. He moves back up to my lips and I feel the butterflies in my stomach all over again. I slowly sit up, making him follow my moves while still kissing me. I turn him over so he's sitting and I move to his lap.

We pull each other as close as possible and I can feel the heat radiating off of him. Well, that and the bulge that was very apparent in his swim shorts. I chuckle and pull away from him. I give him a knowing look.

"What? You do know how hot you look in that bikini right now right?" I roll my eyes.

"Whatever." My arms stay wrapped around his neck.

"Tills, I'm serious. You," He points his finger at me.

"Are stunning. Plus, you don't know what it's like to be a guy and have this gorgeous girl be all over you, and at the same time you're all over her too." I giggle and shrug.

"Well, I know what the girl feels like." He smirks.

"Oh really?" I nod and he picks me up, dropping me onto the bed. His fingers tickle my body, poking at every spot and I'm rolling around the bed, trying to escape.

"Jere!" He doesn't stop, and I hold him away with my arm. We're back in the same position we were in at first with me on the bed and him hovering over me.

"If you don't stop, no more make-out sessions," I say firmly with no expression. His mouth gapes open.

"You're mean you know that?" He sits down next to me and wraps his arm around my shoulder.

"I know, but only to you. Only you could handle it." He smiles.

"Only me huh?" He raises his eyebrows, making me roll my eyes.

"Oh, just shut up and kiss me." He nods eagerly.

"Yes ma'am." I pull his face towards mine and our lips meet. After a few seconds, I pull away.

"You can go now. I need to shower." He smirks.

"I can help." I push him off the bed.

"Only in your dreams." I smile and he laughs.

"Oh, don't worry I've already watched this over and over again. I know how every second of it happens." I shake my head, he looks at me.

"I'll see you at the dinner." He nods.

"Ok." He pulls me by the waist for one last kiss, which I fully enjoy, then let him go.

"Bye." I smile and he walks out.

I gather my clothes and finally head to the shower, attending to what I was meant to do 20 minutes ago.

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Hi guys! I know it's been so long since I've updated and that's cause the school year has started. This year has been crazy busy and I still am, but I miss writing for you guys so I'm going to try and update whenever I can! I'm so sorry to keep you guys waiting, but I hope you guys understand. Thank you so much and I love you all <33