Chapter 2: Date

We ate in silenece with Oliver asking an occasional question, and surprisingly I ate the whole burger. Oliver paid the tab and walked up to his sister handing her a bill. She smiled and waved as he walked back to me. "Come on Gemma." He walked me outside before running with me down the beach. He tossed me over his shoulder and continuedto run. "Oliver!" I yelled as I bounced on his shoulder. "I'm gonna puke!" I laughed as he place me in the sand and started tickling me. He stopped after I started to cry laugh and he laid next to me. "When's the last time you laughed Gemma?"

I thought about his question and couldn't come up with an answer. "Honestly I'm not sure." I said as I laid there looking at the stars. Oliver turned and looked at me. "What do you want to do now Gemma?" I shrugged and found that I was perfectly content to stay laying in the sand. "What do you want to do Oliver?" He smirked and laid back down. "I'd like to take you home cuddle up under a blanket and watch a movie, maybe sit on my porch and look over the water. Sit on a surf board with you or even have a repeat of last time we hung out." He grinned and I shook my head.

A blanket sounds nice, maybe a movie. He nodded and got up dusting the sand off. "Come on Gemma. Time to let go." He helped me up and picked me up as we tore through the cold ocean water. I screeched before I was submerged. "Ohh your going to get it mister." I chattered as I dunk him under the water. He came up laughing and and whipped his hair. He splashed me and I splashed him back with not as much force. "You're dead to me Oliver." I went to climb out as he tossed me back into the water. By the time I got out he was running across the sand and laughing.

I smiled before charging after him. I got into his kitchen to see him wrapped in a towel he dropped the flannel and wrapped a towel around my back. He leaned down and kissed me. His breath warm against my face. I kissed him back and it deepened before he pulled away. "Let's go get you warm." He picked me up and went up the stairs he opened the door and placed me on the toilet as he started the shower. He put a clean towel on the sink and left. I undressed and went into the warm water. As it hit my chest I let out a gasp. A knock sounded on the door and I peaked out.

Oliver came in and out a shirt and a pair of boxers. I pointed and curled my finger at him and curled it beckoning him to come closer. He moved slowly and I grabbed the towel around his waist pulling him into the shower. The water hit my back and he ran his hands through my sandy hair. "Having fun yet?" Oliver whispered as he ran a finger down my throat. My pink nipples hardened and I stepped into him so that they slightly brushed his abdomen. He sucked in a breath and growled.

His cock hardened when my fingers ran down his legs and I clasped my lips around it. He was huge and now I knew why I was so sore the day after again. I added my hand and started to move back and forth. "Gemma, stop I'm going to go." He tugged on my hair making me moan. "Gemma!" He groweled before his cock twitched sending his seed into my mouth. I let it sit on my tongue and showed him before swallowing it.

"You are fucking amazing." He picked me up and tossed my legs over his shoulders before diving between them. My legs sat on his shoulders and dangled behind his back. My back against the cool tile. His tongue ran through my center making my hips jerk. "More Oliver." I moaned as he growled and his tongue dipped inside me. His tongue pushed over my clit making me buck against his face the scruf scratching my thighs adding to the pleasure. He reached up and rubbed my breast. His hand squeezed and he pushed harder. "Oliver more." I pinched my nipple and nipped me causing me to explode in his mouth and down his face. He lapped his tongue over my now sensitive clit and I came again with a wave of content.

He slid me down the shower wall and I tried to stand by my legs wobbled. Oliver rinsed me off and then turned the shower off. "Come relax with me." He wrapped me in a towel and made sure I could stand before walking out in a towel. I looked at myself in the steamy mirror.

My fave flushed a grin on my face. My hair curled and tangled from the water. I was happy and it was all because of Oliver. My parents voices rose up in my head. "You'll never be good enough. Look at her hair it looks awful." I tried to block them out and focus on Oliver on his hands, his eyes, the way his mouth felt on me. Would she disappoint him?

I dressed in his clothes and ran up the next stairs to see him grabbing fluffy blankets and it was to much. I turned and ran down the stairs and out the door. I heard him behind me, but I kept running. I stopped at the corner and he stood on the porch watching me with a crunched up face. I hated it and I hated that he looked at me like that and turned away. His dissapointed face flashed in my mind. I kept running towards the fire station.

I didn't look back until I was in my bunk and faced the mirror by my bed. Tears gathered in my eyes before I threw myself onto the bed. "What is wrong with me?" I whispered as I closed my eyes and pictured us together and him looking at me like only he could do. I let the memory of tonight soak in and cried myself to sleep knowing that's all there would ever be.