A/N this is shorter than usual but honestly i felt i left it where it needed to be left ahah.
This is the first attempt of writing something this idk almost steamy?
Also. MATURE WARNING. It's pretty lowkey but this chapter has descriptions of sexual actions so if anyway is not comfortable with that i can explain to you what happened through dm LMAO.
Anyway enjoy
As the ocean breathed, her surface rising and falling with rhythmic ease, I watched Jackson wade through the water. His hands letting the water run over them as he walked through it's waves, the sunset, not as beautiful as the one before, still showering us with her orange glow. But the sight of Jackson's back in the water made up for it entirely, he was just as beautiful as the sunset the time we first came here.
He hadn't planned to swim but as we both dipped our feet in the cool water I knew he craved to drive straight in, so I took his top with me and went and sat crosses legged on the towels he had laid down for us.
And I was jealous. I wanted to go in but I was just trying to muster up the courage to. Because I hadn't planned to swim, I didn't have anything with me. I wasn't even wearing a bra underneath this dress so I didn't really know what to do.
Well I could just take off my dress and go in, I would have done that this time last year. I would have even enjoyed the fact it would give Jackson a heart attack.
And my god did I want to be that girl. I missed my old confidence. Not the fake confidence, not the bitchiness. I miss my old self when it came to doing things that made me feel good.
As I debate back and forth with myself, Jackson emerges out of the water and I watch as the water glistens off of him as he comes and sits down in front of me. Almost plummeting to the floor.
"Hey." I smile, inching forward to wipe a drip of water off of his face. "Is the water good?"
"Ives, it's so nice. Are you sure you won't come in? You could just come in in your underwear? There's no one else around but me." Jackson pleads with me and I know he hasn't thought about the fact that I haven't been wearing a bra all day.
"Jackson. I don't have a bra on." I say and chuckle at his shocked face. His eyes suddenly dart down and I laugh as they darken slightly.
"Don't look at me like that." I say but in reality, I love it, he makes me feel so beautiful by the way his eyes react to me. Isn't that mad?
Jackson coughs slightly and averts his eyes back to mine. A small smirk falls onto his face as he notices me smiling. "I didn't look at you like anything." He says innocently and then chucks me his top.
"I mean, I still think you could just come in in your underwear but, here's my top." Jackson chuckles slightly as I slap his shoulder. I raise my eyebrow a little at the challenge and then grin back at him.
He didn't know that I so would, given the chance.
"Ok. I'll get changed and meet you in the water. Keep your back to me though. Don't look." I whisper innocently and pull his top towards me.
I wasn't going to wear it but I wanted to surprise him.
I look around quickly before I untie my dress and satisfied that we are alone I let it pool at my feat. Looking down at Jackson's t-shirt I kick it to the side.
I felt so empowered right now that I didn't give myself the chance to feel insecure.
I didn't know what had come over me. I was dressed in nothing but a white set of panties and I loved it. I felt the water lap around my feet and then the waves pulled me in slightly as I walk towards Jackson's back. He hadn't heard me yet and I pray that he doesn't turn around until I can reach him.
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