Vexed ➳ j.g (DISCONTINUED)

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I'm so sorry about not updating yesterday! I was going to but then my chapter deleted and I was so pissed. So I hope this chapter is good enough for you guys :)

This chapter gets a tiny bit steamy so prepare your hormones.

His lips mold with mine as the world around me disappears. It becomes none existant.

If I could, I would kiss him forever and I would never get tired of it, his lips are so soft and they fit perfectly with mine.

I never felt this way about Hunter - and I'm ashamed to admit that - but his kisses were always so sloppy and fast. His lips were always dry and he was never a passionate person. He always tried to take things far, but we didn't go all the way because I just wasn't ready. He usually respected it until Prom night; and I had no idea he felt that way.

It honestly hurt to know that Hunter thought of me as a "prude girlfriend", and how it hurt his little feelings that I didn't "put out". So much for that wasted year of a relationship.

"God, you're so hot." Jack says, pulling away for a split second; then he hoists me up on to his waist and I lock my legs around him. Wow.

The water stops just below his rib cage as he leans back and rests our bodies on the cliff wall.

"You're gonna - get dirt - in your - hair." I say in between kisses and he just chuckles.

"I don't care."

This boy, I swear.

"I want to take this off." He practically whines while he holds on to my swimsuit top.

"Not here."

"Let's go to my car then." He breathes and I feel my self get excited all of a sudden.

I just nod my head and he sets me back down, but pulling on my hand as we make our way to the parking lot.

"What about our stuff?" I ask.

"We can get it later." Geez, someone's eager.

"What if someone steals it?"

He presses me up against the door of his car and places his hands on my hips, "They won't, just relax." I feel his lips on my neck before I can even process what he said.

"Are you sure? I mean-"

"You talk too much." He laughs through his nose and kisses my lips again.

My hand fumbles trying to find the handle to the backseat door, but I successfully get to it and pop it open - laying on my back.

"Hold on," He stops and sits up, closing and locking the door before continuing.

But he dodged my lips this time and started leaving a hickey on my neck. I love hickeys, they're cute. I remember the first time I got one, and it wasn't from Hunter; it was from one of my old boyfriends back in ninth grade.

My parents bought it when I told them I had burned my neck with a curler - even though I never curled my hair. They're very oblivious to lots of things, it's funny.

I let out a small moan when his teeth bite down on my skin, making the hickey even more noticeable.

"My parents are going to be so suspicious." I breathe out and he smiles at me.

"Oh well, it's already red."

Damn.

"Can I take this off now?" He asks while playing with the clasp of my swimsuit top.