College Girl

Chapter 33

Liberty
I cling onto Jeremiah's body as he swims out into the deeper part of the pool. I cannot swim, but I still want to go out there. I nibble his earlobe and kiss his neck to tease him a little.

Jeremiah's friend, Darren, and his girlfriend m, Jessica, are probably in their room doing the nasty. Since Jeremiah rented a beach house, we have a little bit more privacy.

"I wanna get out." I tell him.

Jeremiah swims to the edge of the pool, and places on the curb. I stand and go grab my towel off of the beach chair to dry myself.

"Jeremiah," I call,"I'm going inside."

"Aww," he says with an exaggerated sad face,"Why?"

"I'm hungry and I want to shower." I reply,"You can stay in the pool if you want to."

He huffs and puffs before getting out of the pool. He grabs his towel and dries himself. I stare at his semi-built physique and smirk. He stares back at my body and licks his lips.

Jeremiah has been finding ways to get into my pants ever since we got here. It's only been three days, but he's not giving up. He gives my butt a squeeze as I lead the way inside the beach house.

This house is very cute. Coral, two bedroom, three bathrooms, two story house. Jeremiah tries to hop in the shower with me, but I'm not having it.

"There's another shower downstairs. Don't even try." I say while pushing him out.

After showering and getting dressed, I lay out on the bed and wait for Jeremiah. He walks into the room two minutes later with an attitude.

"Jer, let's go try that new restaurant down the street." I suggest while fluffing the pillows.

"I'm good." He says while putting on a shirt.

"The hell? You're gonna let me go alone?"

"I'm not even hungry. You can just go." He tells me before walking into the bathroom and closing the door behind him.

My stomach grumbles telling me to go. Jeremiah and his tantrums can go somewhere.

"Well, you know where to find me." I say while grabbing my purse and walking out of the bedroom.

I walk past Darren and Jessica's bedroom to hear the obvious moaning. -.- I make my way down the peaceful street to the small restaurant. Bora Bora is beautiful at sunset.

At the restaurant, the waiter seats me at a table by a window, and hands me a menu.

"Can I start you with a drink?" He asks.

"Just a water please."

Trying to lay off the alcohol. Antoine, my little brother, shoots me a text saying "Hey."

"What's up?" I text.

"Nothing. How's your vacation with your little boyfriend?"

"He's getting aggravated, but I'm still gonna relax. Lol."

"Lol. Do me a favor." He says.

"What?"

"....try to make things work with Trey."

I huff and turn my phone over.