Just One Summer {Jeremiah Fisher}

Just One First

After I had wiped the gloss off Jeremiah's lips, we both laid down in my bed. I reached for my book and began to read while he got on his phone.

He seemed like he was waiting for something, constantly checking the time and looking at the door.

I ignored his behavior and continued to read. A few moments later, Belly and Conrad entered our room.

"Good night guys!" they both said. Belly came over and have me a quick hug and left with Conrad trailing behind her.

"Yeah good night kids!" Susannah and Laurel yelled. We all responded back to them and went back to what we were doing.

I looked back down at my book but I could see Jere looking at me from the corner of my eye. "What?" I asked, still looking at my book.

"You're just so beautiful. The way your hair falls over your shoulder whenever you're looking down at those stupid books."

I blushed before looking up at him and smiling. "You're too sweet Jeremiah Fisher."

I continued to read but he still stared at me constantly. I didn't mind it because it was nice to know he thought I was beautiful enough to stare at.

After thirty minutes of ready, I put my book on my nightstand and reached for my chapstick. I started to apply it while Jere stared at me.

"Is that chapstick?" he asked.

"Yes." I responded.

"Can I have some?"

"Yeah, of course." I went to hand it to him, but when so turned he pressed his lips to mine. We kissed for about a minute before he finally pulled away.

"Thanks." he smirked at me. I just sat there and stared at him as he leaned back, completely calm. He still smiled.

He crossed his arms over his chest and acted like he was waiting for me to do something. I was not about to make him wait.

I quickly straddled him and started to make out with him. He didn't waste any time, obviously not wanting to be interrupted for the third time.

He pulled my shirt over my head and pulled away from me to look at my body. He slowly glided his hands from my chest, down to my hips. I had goosebumps all over my body.

I lifted his shirt over his head as well and traced hands over his body as well. He watched me intently as I did it, breathing hard and smiling.

I looked back up at him through my eyelashes, tilted my head slightly and smiled at him. He shook his head at me, "God Faylin. You have no idea what you do to me.

"I know exactly what I do to you. I know that you like when I do this," I let my hands slide down his body and to the waistband of his shorts, "and this." I then stuck my hand down his hands and felt him through his boxers.

He slowly moved his head back and groaned. "And I know, that you like when I do this." he said, sticking his hands up my skirt, but under my underwear this time.

I bit my lip and gripped his hand that was still squeezing my hip. "Now I know what you wanted from me earlier." I laughed. His demeanor changed and he removed his hands from my pants.

I tilted my head and confusion. He cupped my cheeks with both my hands and pulled my face towards his. "Listen to me Faye. Sex is not the only thing I want you for. I want you because you're the most frustrating, funny, kind, and mouthy girl i've ever met. You're perfect for me." he said, a serious look was on his face.

My mouth slightly parted before I grabbed his face and closed the space between us. "And I want you. All of you. Every single part." I said in between kissed.