"Bonnie!" He yelled. "Bonnie, wake up!" he shouted as he shook her. It was three AM in the morning and Bonnie had been shrieking in her sleep, waking Jeremy with a panic. She stirred the third time he called her name, her eyes opened quickly, wide and red as they darted around the room. But the room was dark and she couldn't see anything. She could only hear him and feel him, reaching out to her. She wrapped herself around him, needing him to shield her as she sobbed. Jeremy held her close, and didn't say a word as she buried her face into his chest, her tears colliding with it. He knew she needed this, just to let whatever it was out of her.
"I'm here," he whispered onto her hair as he rubbed her back. "I don't know what it is, but I'm here for you, okay?" His voice alone soothed her. Soon she was able to fall asleep again inside of his warmth and he did the same.
Bonnie woke to the sun beaming through the curtains, the sound of his light snoring, his arm laid across her chest and their legs intertwined. She smiled as she remembered where she was and what had happened the night before. It had easily been one of the best nights of her life and one that she never thought she would live to see. It was like a dream.
A dream. She thought. Then all at once her nightmare came flooding back into her mind. It had seemed so real—seeing him dead. She didn't even know what had happened; she just knew it was him lying before her, lifeless. The thought of it again made her feel sick. She couldn't imagine losing him; she wouldn't make it for a second time around. She snuggled up tighter beneath him, whispering to herself "He's here," over and over. He stirred when she moved, lifting his head slowly, and turning his neck to crack it. She watched him and smiled, happy to be able to witness his waking up routine. She reached her hand up to rub his cheek as his eyes opened.
"Good morning," he said in a deep and still slightly drowsy tone. Bonnie's stomach flipped at the sound of his sleepy voice.
"Good morning," she replied. She turned so that she was partially on top of him, her bare breast resting on his chest—which wasn't a feeling Jeremy was sure he could get used to. She played in his frustratingly sexy bed hair as his fingers trailed up her back. "I can't believe I just woke up next to you." She said through a smile. He chuckled.
"Me neither. And that I get to do it again tomorrow. And the day after that, and the day after that," He said as she began to laugh. He kissed her cheek softly. "You wanna talk about what happened last night?" He asked. She was silent for a moment before she shook her head.
"No. Not while we're here." She said. "While we're here, I wanna swim." She told him as she sat her head up on his chest to look at him. He smiled.
"Then we will. As soon as I finish this," and then he pecked her softly on the lips. A second later he was turning her onto her back and kissing her again, this time more deeply, rubbing his hand up her thigh towards her behind slowly. She wrapped her arms around his neck and lifted her head off of the bed a bit. Chills ran down his spine as his lips massaged against hers. She was so addicting to him, the hardest thing in the world for him to do was to stop touching her. But he knew he had to. He pulled himself away from her and she groaned in disapproval.
"Do you wanna swim today?" He asked her as he stood up from the bed. She nodded as she sat up and examined his body as he moved to get his bag. "Then I'm gonna need to be about fifty feet away from you until you put clothes on. Maybe even then." He said as he stepped in to his briefs and she giggled. She got up from the bed and purposely walked passed him as she went for her bag. He watched her every move, shaking his head and laughing as she strutted past him naked; he knew what she was doing.
"I'm just gonna take a shower then," she said, as she walked towards the bathroom. She turned her head slightly to look at him again before disappearing around the corner. As if morning wood weren't already enough, he felt a twinge in his groin. He leaned onto the desk, covering his face with his hands as he laughed and breathed, "Jesus Christ."
It was around noon when they'd finished breakfast and walked down to the beach. The sun was surprisingly bright compared to the weather the night before.
"I volunteer you to go and see if the water is cold," she told him as she removed her cover-up to reveal the red two-piece bathing suit that Caroline had packed for her.
"Hey, this was your idea," he pointed out.
"Yeah, but—,"
"Okay, maybe we'll both go." He interrupted her as he took off his t-shirt.
"What—," but before she could finish, he was picking her up and carrying her in a cradling position down to the water. She screamed and laughed and kicked her feet as he walked. He shivered as he took his first step into the cold, clear blue water.
"Ooh Bonnie, this is not gonna be good," he warned her through a laugh.
"No! Jeremy put me down! Please!" she yelled as she kicked harder. He shrugged and said,
"Okay," and then dropped her down in the water. She came up screaming and shivering and then she was coming at him. He took off as fast as he could in the water and she chased him, trying to jump on his back once she'd gotten close enough. He laughed as she attempted to climb him and then he pulled her up so that she could wrap her arms around his neck and her legs around his hips.
"I will literally never forgive you for that." She grunted as she playfully pounded his back with one fist.
"You gotta admit, you kind of asked for it." He said as he walked further into the water, her still hanging on his back.
"Have you been under water yet? I think you should go," She said as she tried to push her weight forward to make him tumble over.
"I honestly don't think you realize how tiny you are," he said as he laughed. She pouted playfully as she chuckled.
"You don't play fair," she said.
"Fine, fine, fine. You better get off then unless you're coming with me." She jumped off of his back quickly and watched him as he slowly went under water, trembling as the water overtook him. He stopped just above his shoulders.
"No, no. All the way down there." She said to him. He shrieked and laughed simultaneously as he went completely under the water before popping up seconds later.
"Satisfied?" He asked as he moved towards her again, water dripping from his whole body.
"I think you deserved about thirty more seconds but I'll survive." She said as he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into him.
"Yeah? Good." He said just before he kissed her. "Forgive me, yet?" He asked as their lips parted.
"No, no, I need a little bit more," she said, eyes still closed. He chuckled and kissed her again, slow and passionately. She smiled when they separated.
"Forgiven." She said. "And suddenly I feel a lot warmer."
They stayed there for hours afterwards. They chased the waves and tried to jump over them together. He taught her how to backstroke and how to not splash everyone in the surrounding area when she swam. And then when they'd gone as deep as they were allowed to into the water he'd held her on her back in his arms and swayed her in the water as they talked about their future and he kissed her every chance he could.
"What's for dinner?" Bonnie asked him as she towel dried her hair and he put on boxers after he'd removed his wet swimming trunks. Bonnie didn't think her body would ever stop responding to seeing him naked. "Pizza?" She suggested.
"I say we cook." He said. And Bonnie smirked.
"Cook what? We don't have any food." She replied.
"There's a grocery store kind of thing here at the hotel. We can put something together." He shrugged, stepping into his jeans.
"Anything with pasta." She said as she dug through her bag. He was already fully dressed when she stood up and looked at him. He was giving her a look that said, Catch up. She chuckled. "Don't look at me like that, I'm coming."
Even though the store wasn't completely a grocery store, just pushing a shopping cart around with her following next to him put him in the best of moods. He couldn't help but think that this would be his life from now on; shopping for groceries to cook dinner with the love of his life. He couldn't imagine a better way to spend his Saturday nights. They picked up a box of angel hair pasta, a bag of shrimp, garlic and Alfredo sauce. And a box of cereal for the morning. Bonnie had insisted it would be the easiest meal in the world to cook. But it didn't take long for the sauce to start popping every which way out of the pot as it boiled. Jeremy rushed to cover the pot with a lid and Bonnie laughed as she chopped up the garlic cloves on the countertop. Jeremy sighed heavily as he wiped the splattered Alfredo sauce off of the stove.
"Is there any left in the pot?" She teased. He bumped her softly with his hip and she giggled. "Hey! I'm holding a knife."
"Oh well you better be careful, then." He said. And then she felt his arms wrapping around her from behind. He kissed her cheek softly and whispered, "I love you." She smiled as she put down the knife and reached one arm back to wrap it around his neck. Then she turned her head back to kiss him on the lips—just one soft peck before she said, "I love you, too." And then she went back to the garlic, chopping just a little bit more before pouring it into the alfredo sauce and stirring as Jeremy drained the pasta. The shrimp was already done and staying warm on the stove.
"Too bad we didn't get dessert." Bonnie said after they'd finished eating. She picked up the plates and walked them back into the kitchen.
"I think we could put something together." He said, taking her hand as she came back towards him and pulling her onto his lap. He kissed her fervently; a moan escaped her as his hands slid up her back beneath her shirt. "Let's take a shower." He whispered. Her eyes widened and her eyebrows lifted.
"Together?" She clarified. He nodded.
"You in?" He asked. She chuckled softly as her nerves took over again. And then she shrugged.
"Sure," she said. And before she knew it, she was over his shoulder and he was carrying her to the bathroom. She laughed as he carried her. She really liked when he picked her up. He put her down once they reached the bathroom and then he turned the shower on. And when he turned around, she was holding her arms up. He smiled as he realized what she was doing and then he slowly lifted her shirt above her head, removing her bra next. Once they were both completely nude, he took her hand and led her into the walk-in shower. And then he bathed her slowly, taking his time on every part of her body. She couldn't ignore the things that just the scenario was doing to her, let alone him touching her. She was quickly reminded of the insane pleasure he'd given her the night before. And before she could consider anything else, she stood on her tippy toes, wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him. He was taken by surprise but he wasn't going to stop her. He dropped the rag and pulled her into him, her soapy body colliding with hers, and he ran his hand up the back of her body, cupping her behind on the way up—rousing a whimper out of her. His tongue massaged against hers as he picked her up, wrapping her around his waist. And then he pressed her back up against the wall behind them, groaning as her breast touch his chest. He bent his head down and kissed them, wasting no time this time around as he quickly took her tender and swollen nipple into his mouth. She moaned loudly again as he sucked and licked, this time more quickly and roughly. She was panting by the time he'd finished her second nipple and then he kissed all the way back up to her lips. She reached down between them to grab his erection and he groaned as she stroked it. It only took a few strokes before he was all but ready to lose his mind.
"You're not sore, are you?" He asked her. She shook her head no quickly. "Good." He breathed and then he pushed himself inside of her. She moaned noisily as he entered her. It was easier this time, she'd already spread. The sensation he felt was nothing short of marvelous. He moved faster and harder than he had the first time and Bonnie wasn't sure which way she liked it better. Her breast bounced against him as he pulsed inside of her. He buried his face into her neck as the pleasure overtook him. And she was completely under his spell. Her eyes and her brain had blurred out every sight and every thought that didn't involve him and the things that his body was doing to her at that moment. He grasped her behind and pulled her down onto him, pushing himself even deeper inside of her as he continued to pulse while bringing her up and down on him with her ass. She all but screamed and he felt like he would collapse from the sensation. Pulse after pulse and moan after moan, he felt himself getting closer and closer to his breaking point. And Bonnie knew that she was already almost there. Her skin was tingling and her whole body was igniting. And then they were coming apart together, in unison. She groaned hoarsely and his fist pounded the wall. And then he slid them down and onto the floor of the shower, he laid down with her spread on top of him as they breathed heavily, and the water sprinkled down on them. She laughed quietly as she panted softly.
"Promise me we won't ever not shower like this," she said and then he joined her in laughter. He put up his pinky finger and she giggled as she wrapped hers around it. They knew that sooner or later, they'd have to get out of the shower. But neither one of them was willing to be the first to move.