The Waves

Temptation

The next few weeks were filled with flirting which Tamara always gave into until it got so escalated that they'd nearly kiss. This being Mara's punishment for Call not talking to her over these past couple of years resulting in Calls unbearable anticipation. The lust was mostly present when they where at state of the art gym and rec center, loft, or in their penthouse. But nothing compared to when they hung out with their 4 friends or just with each other in the open ceiling loft with palm trees and heated pools as Tamara's playlist played R&B. The music always gave the perfect mood, every night with her was a test for him.

Gigi and Rafe would makeout, as would J and Lia, although all Tamara allowed them to do was flirt. She'd reveal her naturally long eyelashes and perfect collar bone as she flipped her straight, wet hair behind her shoulders. She'd usually wear her red bikini or black one piece, revealing her flat, slim -thick physique while she giggled and touched him flirtatiously or talked about her interesting yet hilarious modeling and acting chronicles Call was always awestruck by. Sleeping with each other became usual as well as the nightmares for both of them and even though they finally told Master Rufus and got closer, the fear of losing the other still hung over their heads.

One night they found themselves sitting in silence after a good laugh once their conversation held while wandering around their penthouse came to them sitting in front of the pond due to their feet hurting . Tamara watched the fish as she lay against Call's chest as he watched her in adoration allowing his hand to trace patterns on her soft glass-like arm and play with her wavy, silky hair. Tamara looked what seemed like, dreamily as the 3 big koi fish and 5 small ones of white black and orange swam around in their big, organically shaped pond causing her to ponder on the fishes lives. Were the diverse school of fish friends. Did they mind the artificial, fluorescent lion fish or beautiful and independent vegetation where multiple species of plants came together in beautiful harmony. Did they adore the neon led lights, fluorescent jellyfish, or cherry blossom petals which beautifully dropped from the big cherry blossom tree leaning over the lake the same way Tamara adored them. Did they stare in awe at the shape of the many Juniper Bonsais the way Tamara did. Could a fish be grateful for their habitat like Tamara was hers, here with Call in this mesmerizing landscape?

Time passed so quickly that when Call turned around to see the clock on Tamara's wall to through her clear window, it was already 10 pm. "Hey just tell me when you're tired," She said. "I don't want to hold you."

He scoffed, "Why would I ever leave?" He said genuinely through an audible smile. "Hold me hostage all night and I'd still be in my personal paradise...does that make me selfish?"

"No, it's cute," she said so soft, looking down in a way that it was as if she was saying it to herself.

"You're the cute one," he said with small laughter,

"You are," she said, shooting him a challenging look which was hard to keep from turning into a dreamy one due to his clear, stunning eyes (which she swore trapped a storm) looking at her pleasantly.

"I am not cute," he said as if being accused of something, He dramatically turned to the pond with a pleasant smile, " I'm handsome,"

"Fine, whatever." she said after a giggle.

"Thank you," he said victoriously. He started playing with her hair again when she muttered underneath her breath,

"Adorably handsome." He sat up shaking his head while grinning, "Sorry, I couldn't resist," she said through giggles.

"Fine! I'll be adorably handsome in my own bed." He started flying away when she jumped up immediately and chased after him,

"No, no, Call wait," she pleaded through giggles while grabbing his arm.

"Wait," and when he was about to leave the garden, she flew in front of him and hovered a bit above eye level. His smile suddenly faded into a hurt expression, his eyes warily looked from her eyes to her lips continuously.

"Tamara I can't do this anymore,"

"Do what?" she said suddenly concerned realizing an argument or break up of whatever they where would be awkward considering she was wearing nothing but his baby blue UNC crewneck and silk shorts. He gently touched her wavy hair that flowed down to a few inches under her chest.

"I can't wait any longer," he said still desperate with unsteady eyes. He couldn't help but think how much he needed her. They snuck out of the diner hall and in 'Union only' rooms all the time just to be together so as 11pm was approaching faster than he could have ever imagined, so was his lust as he watched her grin deflate and eyebrows furrow a bit(which she always did without knowing, later claiming she didn't). This was all perfect enough yet the shadows' of the cherry blossom tree petals with the neon lights dimly complimenting her honey complexion in a perfect way made her look unworldly and surreal. Much like a goddess to be blunt.

"Call?" She said in that rich voice he adored. He didn't event think to respond, instead he slowly leaned in while levitating, causing both of them looking at the other's lips with heavy eyelids as they grazed each others lips. His breaths calm and her's shaky, he gently pushed her into the trunk of the cherry blossom tree and locked his lips with hers as her hands slowly rose to hold his face while he held her back. This being all before their lips merged and intensely yet passionately moved in sync. His tongue grazing spots on her neck and under her ear before his lips made the same movement causing her to moan escalated into him carrying her through the screen glass door (on the far right of her floor to ceiling windows along the back wall of her room) and all the way to the bed where they naturally grinded together and kissed as she held him in a straddle position. Both their sensations became greater as she leaned onto him ever so gently, causing her to be on top of him, intensely feeling the sensation caused by the parts between their hips coming together though they were separated by clothes. She moved softly yet smoothly like honey causing him to flip on top of her and impulsively run his hands up her legs, hips, and back as the section between his upper and lower body throbbed for her. She began kissing down his neck, gently yet passionately and with time, they slowly returned to each other's lips, ending with the same motions they started with before she broke away and kissed his nose,

"We should sleep," she whispered into his ear, abruptly stopping and acting like she wasn't about to nibble his ear while he intensely kissed her neck, giving no certainty that their clothes would have still been on in the next 2 minutes.

"Yea, yep, sleep- sleep is good," he said with the goofiness Tamara never got tired of. He smiled and reluctantly wrapped his arms around her loosely as she nuzzled her head back into the crook of his neck. He wanted to hold her tight as she kissed that spot right under his jawline where the warm breaths coming out of her nose are oddly giving him a sensation he'd imagine is the same she gets when he kisses under her ear. But instead of doing all of the things he wished he could and new he shouldn't, he kissed her head and rubbed her back,

"Goodnight Tamara,"

She swiftly gave him an electric, paralyzing kiss on the cheek, oddly yet intentionally close to his lips.

"Goodnight," she half whispered.