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Dylan's House, Westchester

October 5th

"You're no fair." Massie said with a pout, looking at Derrick. "How do you not finish what you started?" She said angrily, getting out of the pool and walking back into the house, wrapping an orange towel around her waist. She was pissed as hell because she needed him to touch her again. Before she made it to the door, hands wrapped around her waist dragging her back.

"I'm sorry, well not really, I like seeing you squirm." Derrick said with a smile.

"Ugh, Derrick don't play with me, I'll find someone else to do it." She said defiantly walking away from him and into the house. Derrick followed her, grabbing her, and pushing her against the wall, hands above her head.

"Don't you ever say that. You're mine." With this, he kissed her lips fiercely, grabbing her chest firmly. Massie moaned in response, happy that he was finally listening to her. Not to mention that the possessiveness of his voice was turning her on. Massie bucked her hips toward him, grinding against him.

"Massie don't start something you can't finish." He whispered to her, the tent in his pants growing. Massie smiled wickedly, pushing against him harder.

"Massie, i'm not taking you at thirteen, stop, or I won't finish this." He said desperately, trying to keep his body under control. Massie stopped, focusing on kissing him. His hand moved from her chest to her bikini bottoms, which he eased off gently, resting his hand on her inner thigh. Massie shuddered from his touch, the wetness between her legs oozing onto Derrick's fingers.

"Ready for me I see." Derrick said with a smile, keeping a cool head so he didn't go too far. Massaging her clit with two fingers, he went faster until he heard a small moan from Massie, her body starting to shake beneath him.

"I.." Massie tried to get out, the sensation still flowing through her. She couldn't speak it was so intense.

"I lov-" she attempted, closing her eyes and holding onto Derrick, her legs feeling weak. Derrick smiled in satisfaction, and kissed her lips looking into her eyes. They had so much passion between them, but under that was love. Regaining her composure, Massie stood up, adjusted her towel and walked outside as if nothing had ever happened.

Derrick came out after her, jumping into the pool, splashing Dylan and Claire in the process.

"Ahh!" they yelled, laughing happily.

4 hours later....

"Movies anyone?" Dylan said, running a towel through her wet hair. "Well after I take a shower, I'm not going to sit there with Chlorine water in my pores." Massie said, heading for the stairs. "Im coming with." Derrick said with a smile. "No." She said seriously, walking up the stairs and dissapearing into Dylan's large bathroom.

"Shouldn't you guys be getting in the shower too?" Dylan asked as she mounted the steps herself.

20 minutes later...

Showered and ready for movies, the PC and their boyfriends/guy friends piled into Dylan's movie theater all spread out on the loveseats. "Ok, pick. Stepbrothers, Sydney White, Aquamarine or Narnia."

"Narnia!" Almost everyone chorused, but she could have sworn she heard an Aquamarine somewhere, and it wasn't from a girl. Using the central remote, she chose the movie, the previews appearing on the screen.

Dylan laid down on the couch, putting her head in Jake's lap. Jake stroked her hair, looking at her intently. Her red hair cascaded down her back and she watched the movie intently. The beginning was her favorite part.

Behind them sat Josh and Plovert, who sat far away each other, seated on each side of the couch. Behind them sat Kristen and Kemp, Kemp, nipping at her neck softly. Both laying down, spooning if you will, Kemp's hand sat draped over her stomach. Further back was Massie and Derrick who were using the darkness of the room to their advantage. Massie sat in his lap, kissing him every time the little girl Lucy talked. The last in the row was Claire and Cam who were holding hands. Claire's head rested on Cam's shoulder lightly, Cam stroking her hair continuously. He wished that he could be doing the things that everyone else was doing but Claire just wasn't that type of girl, right?

"Kiss me Cam." Claire whispered, looking at him with large innocent eyes. His lips covering hers briefly, Claire pulled his head down, deepening the kiss. For some reason she just needed him to kiss her. His tongue entering her mouth, Claire bit his bottom lip softly, pushing against him.

Be careful Claire, don't start something you can't finish.