I'm going to admit. I've never had such peaceful sleep as last night. If I had anything to do about it, I swear I would sleep right next to Erica every other night.

I've had terrible nightmares every night since that fateful night two years ago. But last night was different.

Usually after the nightmare, which is the same every time, I fail to go back to sleep. But the moment she entered my bed and I wrapped my arms around her, sleep took over.

I wake up earlier than Erica. Our positions changed through the night. Currently, I'm lying on my back and her head is on my chest, her palm on my torso. I tilt my head to get a clear view of her face.

She's beautiful. Very beautiful.

I don't know when nor how I got these weird feelings, albeit not entirely weird. Whenever I look at her, my heart races a hundred miles an hour.

I never thought I'd ever feel like this ever again. Though I think this is more intense than before.

I lightly pass my hand through her hair. I wonder if she has the same feelings as me. I sure hope so.

I place a small light kiss on her head. I want to savor this moment. Just in case I don't get it again soon.

Erica shifts on top of me, the movement sending jolts of pleasure to my dick as her hand caresses my torso.

Oh God! I tightly shut my eyes and clench my fist.

I need to get a cold shower.

I slowly get out from underneath her and successfully don't wake her.

★★★★

I look at my naked self in the mirror in the bathroom. My dick stands out like a super erect rod.

It's interesting how I get excited just from her small movements. It could take me some serious kissing and touching to get this excited with another girl.

But I'm not gonna get her anytime soon. So, imma just....

I apply a little cream to my hand and gently start rubbing my shaft.

I close my eyes and start imagining Erica.

Her petite soft hand stroking me ever so slowly from the base to the tip. Her mouth taking in my whole length. Fuck.

Her tongue licking while her teeth tease my tip. A shudder runs through me.

I start going a bit faster. Fucking her breasts.

I finally see myself come into her mouth as she looks at me with her sapphire eyes. I feel hot liquid cover my hand.

That was quick.

My breathing is erratic. I immediately wash my hands and dry them, getting ready to hit the cold shower.

I get this weird feeling causing me to look at the door. My eyes widen.

Standing in the doorway with the door halfway open is Erica. How long has she been here?

She immediately turns around and flees. I run to the door only to see the one leading to my room close.

She's gone. Fuck.

Oh God. Oh God. Oh God.

I lean against my door, trying to get a hold of myself. My breathing is too ragged I can hardly breathe.

The scene I witnessed earlier in Joe's bathroom comes back to me.

I remember clearly standing frozen at the door. I know I should have left but my hormones got the best of me so I stayed.

The muscles covering his body became nothing to my eyes as soon as I saw his shaft.

It was so long about nine or ten inches and probably two inches wide. Or more.

The way he was stroking himself almost made me touch myself as well. The noises he made almost made me come.

When he turned to look at me, I quickly turned away in embarrassment. My cheeks flared a cherry red.

I can still feel my sex throbbing. I need a shower. I need to keep myself together. I need... him.

No, no, no. It's only sexual attraction.

★★★★

***

I sit down at the pier, my legs dangling over the edge and into the water.

I still haven't managed on keeping the yesterday's incident out of my head. It keeps popping in.

Luckily, I haven't had chance to talk privately with Joe since. We were always surrounded by the rest. But I didn't miss the way he looked at me, like he was saying we had to talk eventually.

I'm alerted by a presence behind me. I look up, expecting Joe but it is in fact Jaime. How he got here I don't know.

"Hi," he greets.

"Hey. What brings you here?" I curiously ask.

He awkwardly rubs the back of his neck. "I uh... wanted to see you," he lets out a nervous laugh, "I mean, I didn't see you the whole of yesterday." I swear he's blushing.

"Oh. Alright. You can join me." I pat the spot beside me.

He sits and flashes me a genuine smile.

"I actually want to tell you something."

"What is it?" I ask, a bit worried.

"I...I know we've known each other for a short time and it's probably too early to say this but..." he wipes his hands on his jeans, "I like you." He lets out, looking me straight in the eye.

That's not what I expected. I look at the water around my feet, chewing on my inner cheek.

What do I say to him? I don't want to end up hurting him. He looks like a nice guy.

And besides, my attraction to Joe is stronger than any other. So how can I be so cruel and Jaime on.

Live a little.

I should probably take my chance on him. I mean, I don't know what to expect with Joe. Except guaranteed heartbreak.

"I would really like to go out with you. Let's just try it out and if it works, we can make it known by the rest."

I contemplate what he just said. Yeah, we could do that. I flash him a smile and nod my head in agreement.

"Really? Is that a yes?" I nod my head.

He immediately hugs me and almost makes us fall into the deep.

"So, I'll pick you up tomorrow evening at seven for our first date?"

"Sure."

***

I don't believe it. I actually have a... should I call him boyfriend now? I suppose.

I fall on my bed with a bounce. Wait till the girls hear this. They can throw a party, that much I know.

Joe suddenly pops into my mind. Why am I thinking about him? I have a boyfriend. The word is too foreign in my head.

A knock comes at my door. I rush over thinking it's Moana and Star, but it's Joe standing there.

My heart skips two beats, the incident coming back to my mind. I feel a blush creeping up my neck.

He doesn't wait for an invite as he enters into my room. I slowly close the door.

He immediately grabs my hand and leads me over to the bed. I try forming words but they die in my throat as he leans down and kisses me roughly.

What's got into him? I try pushing him away but he doesn't let go.

My body keeps betraying me these days. I start liking the way his roughness, pleasure jolting to my sex.

My panties immediately get wet and I feel a familiar throbbing between my thighs that I get whenever I'm near Joe.

I decide to kiss him back, running my hands through his hair.

He trails small kisses down my jaw to my neck. He kisses, bites and sucks the skin.

I moan as I feel a little pain, which quickly disappears as he continues what he's doing.

He kisses me back up until our lips connect again. But he's isn't rough this time.

He lifts his head and smirks down at me before getting up and leaving the room.

What just happened?

***

A