So... from where we left off:

I freeze.
Did he just say that?!
I've got to be dreaming.
"Y-You mean that?" I ask unsteadily. He blushes.
"Yeah." He looks down and grabs my hands. "Please say something. You're driving me crazy." I only smile.
I move closer to him and cup his cheeks. I smile first, then lean in and kiss him. I pull away and whisper, "I've been waiting for you to say that, Zach. And just to make sure I don't drive you out of your mind- I really like you, too." He smiles widely and kisses me. I kiss back, getting as close to him as possible. We pull away and he rests his head in my neck, kissing it.
"Do you want to come to the pool with me today? Just the two of us?" He asks.
"Then help me pick out my bathing-suite." he chuckles.
"Then take them out." he winks. I laugh and walk over to my drawer, pulling them out and laying them neatly on my bed. "Neat-freak." he teases.
"Mm, just a little bit." I agree. "So which one?" he looks closely at them.
"I kinda like the one-piece. Can you try it on?"
"If you don't look." He hugs me and kisses my neck, rubbing up against me.
"What does it matter to you, hm? You've seen me."
"I like my privacy, thank you very much."
"Oh, come on. Just a little bit?"
"Just a little bit, just a little bit, r-e-s-p-e-c-t!" I sing.
"You're so adorable."
"Why, thank-you!"
"Now can I?" he tries again.
"Can you drop the subject?" he pouts. "Aw, is Zachy upset?" he nods. "Poor baby." I pinch his cheek, frowning up at him and then move away. He glares at me and I burst out laughing. "Sorry, dude, but you don't always get what you want when you want it. You just gotta give it time." I wink and then turn around and walk to the bathroom, bathing-suite in hand.

When I walk back in, I see Zach laying on my bed, hands behind his head, staring at the ceiling with a dreamy look on his face. I quietly walk over to him, not making a sound. I slowly start crawling up my bed, at his feet, and continuing upward. I'm hovering over him, and then I kiss him. His hands automatically grab my hips and he kisses back. I thread my fingers through his hair, moving as close to him as I can.
We pull away, breathless.
"I need to ask you something." he pants.
"Ok." I somehow get out between my needy breaths. He looks me in the eyes, alite with fire and intense passion.
"Will you be my girlfriend?" I start laughing.
"Of course."
"Sorry I didn't ask before. Kinda got it all mixed up in my head."
"I'm really not sure why you're worrying." I rub my thumb over his cheek, taking in his striking features. I bend down and kiss his neck, running the tip of my nose along his jaw, and then down his neck. I kiss him there once more then just rest my head, laying down on him.
"I coud just stay with you in this position forever." he whispers, hugging me closer.
"I don't want to move, either, but I need to double-check with my parents if I can go to the pool with you." he groans.
"How about we just go? Walk there together and not ask? Because what if your parents say no?" I giggle.
"You're so cute!" I kiss his nose. "They'll most likely say yes. Oh! That reminds me- what do you think of the bathing suite?"
"I love it." I smile at him and then sit up. His eyes close momentarily, his head tipped back the tiniest bit.
Damn! I did that? He feels so good...
"Whoops?" I whisper. He chuckles. I move against him again, over and over, loving the feeling of him there.
Zach's soft groans and closed eyes confirms that he likes it, too.
"Oh, Cam." he whispers. I slide my hands up his shirt, leaning over just a bit, still grinding my hips against his. I kiss him hard on the lips, slipping my tongue past them when his mouth opens due to a groan. Our tongues battle, our bodies collide and ache, our hands search and pull and please.
"Zach." I let out in a breath, moving faster.
"W-We've got to be quiet."
"Mm... I know." I throw my head back, biting my lip, holding in moan. I let it out as a sigh; small and quiet. "G-d, Zach! I need you!" He groans, low and deep.
"I've been waiting to hear that!" he pulls me down and kisses me hard on the lips. "How about tonight? We can't right now because of your parents..."
"I know, I know. But my parents are home tonight." he smirks.
"Mine aren't, and Courtney's going to a friend's house. I've got it all to myself."
"Well that must be fun."
"With you it will be."
"I'm glad you like me so much."
"So is that a yes?"
"Yes and yes!" We smile at each other and then we both lean in for a kiss. "I'll go ask my parents now if one, I can go to the pool with you and two, if I can sleep at your house tonight. How's that?"
"Perfect. You'll give me a thumbs-up if you can?"
"Will do!" I roll myself off the bed and stand up, pulling Zach with me. "See you in a few!" I give him a quick kiss on the lips and then start pulling down my bathing-suite, my back to him. I pull an over-sized T-shirt over my head and take off the rest of my bathing-suite, throwing on a pair of pajama pants.
Yes, I'm wearing underwear. I didn't bother taking them off to try on the bathing-suite.
Plus, they don't stick out of the sides.
I turn back and wave to Zach, his mouth hanging slightly open.
"See? I gave you a little somethin'." I walk out of my room and run down the stairs.

I'm in front of my window, jumping up and down and waving my arms, waiting for Zach to notice me. I finally give up 'cause he just isn't paying attention.
Whatever. I'll dance.
Yes! I will dance. That'll get him to look.
Ooh, definitely.
A sly smile took over my face.
Might as well dance to Addicted again. I swear that's his favorite dance of mine, and he's only seen three.
I do almost the exact same moves as earlier, peaking out the window every couple of seconds.
I dance and dance and dance, losing myself in the song. All that matters is matching my moves to the beat and the words, nothing else.
Twist, turn, spin...
...and fall in a bow as the song ends.
I look up, suddenly remembering why I danced in the first place.
As I expected, Zach is standing there, eyes glued to me, and he's thankfully not stroking himself. I'd completely flame up.
Not kidding.
I smile widely at him and step out on to my balcony, and he does the same.
"Finally!" I proclaim. "I was trying so hard to get your attention but you were so focused on something else that you didn't see me! I was jumping for a whole minute before I started dancing! Now to the point of it all- my parents said yes to both, so I'm gonna go change into my bathing-suite, k? Bye." I say it all quickly, and then rapidly run into my room and close the shades.
I didn't even give Zach a second glance.
I change into my bathing-suite and throw on a cover-up, then slip into my Fit-Flops. I open my shades, sending Zach a thumbs-up and a wave. I run downstairs and meet Zach outside.
"My dad's taking us." he says, grabbing my hand.
"Ok." I simply say.
"I barely understood a thing you said 3 minutes ago except that your parents said yes." I laugh.
"Yeah, sorry 'bout that, but it's not my fault you don't look when you're supposed to."
"I saw all that I needed to see." he winks.
"But I was trying to get your attention before I danced. That was the idea I had that popped in my head after jumping like a lunatic for a full minute."
"So that's what you were trying to do. I saw something moving but I didn't bother looking. I just thought you were dancing. And then I thought, she's dancing! so I looked. And you were."
"Why didn't you look earlier?"
"Guess I just didn't notice."
"You're so annoying!"
"But you like it."
"Only sometimes."
His dad calls to us so we jump in the car.

"This is so nice! I can't believe we're the only ones here! It's awesome!" I say excitedly.
"It's early."
"I know that. But think of this- we've got the whole pool to ourselves! The life-guard isn't paying attention, and it's not like he's gonna tell us to break apart when no one's here."
"Great point." He wraps his arms around my waist and buries his head in the crook of my neck, giving it a light kiss. He presses into me and I moan.
"Good thing we're not in the hot-tub." I say. He chuckles.
"And why is that?"
"'Cause then we might get too heated." He just nods.
"I wouldn't mind that." I giggle.
"Let's just wait 'til tonight, ok?"
"Mm, I think I can do that." he bends down and whispers in my ear, "but we can do all the other things, you know."
"We can." I reply. I turn around in his arms, pressing myself as close to him as possible. "It would be fun, wouldn't it?"
"Without a doubt." he finally answers after a few moments of silence.
"Am I distracting you?" I whisper.
"Extremely." he growls out.
"How?"
"By talking like that and looking like that," he gives me a quick once-over with a hungry look in his eyes, "and pressing this hot body of yours into mine and rubbing against me like your life depends on it." his voice took up a husky tone, sending butterflies into my stomach and a tingly feeling in between my legs.
"G-d, Zach, you're so freakin' sexy!" The words tumble out of my mouth before I have a chance to stop them.
"That's my girl." I blush a bright and intense red, looking away from him. "Have I ever told you that you're cute?"
"If I remember correctly, yes, you have."
"Too bad. I'll tell you again." I laugh.
"Ok. Go ahead." he gives me a look. "Sorry, I interrupted. Please continue." A small smirk appears, but he continues.
"You're cute, and absolutely gorgeous. Not pretty, but beautiful and gorgeous. Got that? You're sexy as hell, definitely over a million miles passed hot. My feelings for you are so intense, it's hard to explain. You're everything any guy would want. Only problem with that, is that you're mine, not anybody else's."
"I'm only yours, Zach." I agree with him. "Only yours." He kisses me passionately and when we break away, I smile at him before pushing him under. I run in the water as fast as I can, then dive and swim away from him. I come back up for air, laughing.
I see Zach on the other side of the pool and I wave. He shakes his head, but he's smiling.
"Catch me if you can!" I yell to him.
"You and I both know I'm no match for you in the pool!" he replies.
"True!" I hear him laugh. "But you can try, anyway."
"I just might." he goes under and I just float, watching him form above. When he's a few feet away, I swim the other way and escape him once again.
Oh, Zach. When will you learn to give up?

I walk into my room after my shower with my red hairbrush in hand and my blue towel wrapped around me. I look out my window to see Zach in his towel that's hanging low on his hips, leaving me a perfect view of his chest. I watch him for a couple of minutes, practically drooling over him.
I know I like him- it's obvious- but I'm starting to think it's something more.
Kinda crazy, right?
But he's great. The best.
I decide to tease Zach. He is home alone, and I am coming over, but I can always have a little fun beforehand...
…right?
Quickly putting my plan in action, I let my towel drop to the floor and walk over to my pajama drawer, purposely bending very low down. I rummage through it, looking for anything short but comfortable. Finding very cute shorts and my favorite Paul Frank tank, I stand back up, putting my clothes on my bed. I sneak a glance at Zach- he's watching me very closely, stroking himself, his towel nowhere to be found.
I stretch, lifting my arms up and clasping my hands. I fall back on my bed, realizing how hot and aroused I've become.
An idea suddenly pops in my head- what would Zach do if I started touching myself? I smirk, satisfied with my conclusion.
I slide my hands down my chest, lightly playing with my breasts, bringing my hands down in between my thighs. I slowly slide two fingers into my opening, pushing harder and deeper. I moan continuously because of the pleasure and sensations I'm creating. I imagine that it's Zach fingering me, and not myself. Speaking of which…
I look out the window, and our eyes meet.
Without noticing, my hands are moving faster, in and out. Zach's pumps have become faster, too, and the more we watch each other, the more turned-on we both get.
I need him.
It's no question.
I sit up and smile apologetically at him.
"Give me five minutes, ok?" I mouth. He nods.
"Five minutes." He holds up his hand, face serious.
I quickly throw on longer PJ's over my shorter ones, so my parents don't go berserk on me.
I grab my already-made bag and run downstairs, hugging my parents and telling them goodnight and that I'll see them in the morning. Not sure when in the morning, but in the morning.
I walk over to Zach's, and just as I'm about to knock on the door it opens. He's standing shirtless, a smirk on his face.
"Come on in."

So...
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