Chapter 20

    The next day, Jonathan and I decided to go to the beach again with Darryl and Sarah. We'd spent the night sitting on the bed talking about my situation with my parents and Mark and decided to talk to Sarah and Darryl about it when we all went to the beach hoping four heads would be better to come up with a way to get me out of that wedding.

    The first thing out of Darryl's mouth had been for the two of us to get ourselves hitched, but Jonathan and I didn't think we should do that just to get me out of marrying someone else. Jonathan and I had already agreed that getting married might also ruin my chances at getting into certain colleges or getting scholarships and the like. Still, Jonathan had assured me that he would still help me with anything for college that I wasn't able to do myself.

    We spent our time going back and forth between ideas when we weren't sunning or swimming, but there was nothing sensible enough that we could come up with. We both knew we loved each other, but we also knew we wanted to get married to spend the rest of our lives together, not because it would be the easiest way to get me out of another marriage. When Darryl continued to push the issue and ask why we won't just do it ourselves, I told him I wanted to marry for the right reasons, not just because it was convenient and Darryl agreed.

    Later that day, Sarah and I had been soaking up the rays when Jonathan and Darryl came to us and asked if we'd help them settle an argument. Apparently they were being guys and trying to one up each other, so they decided they could get us to do a game of chicken in the water to see who would be the better one. Sarah had rolled her eyes but I thought it would be fun, so we went out to the water. It was easy for me to climb onto Jonathan's shoulders, but took Sarah a little longer to do so on Darryl’s. Once she was ready, it was on. Surprisingly, she put up a good fight. Every time I thought she was finally going to tumble, she managed to balance herself again.

    The guys kept hurling jibes at each other, hoping to help unbalance us, but I managed to tune them out. My arms started to burn from the exertion when suddenly Sarah let out a squeal and bent over to look down in the water. I used that to my advantage and grabbed her leg, lifting it up so that she kept right on bending over until she toppled into the water. Jonathan let out a whoop and held our hands up in triumph as Sarah came up sputtering. She glared at us.

    "I felt something brush against my leg! I could've landed on a jellyfish Alex!"

    Jonathan gave her his trademark smile which made Darryl narrow his eyes and say, "There wasn't anything there Sarah."

    "Yes there was!"

    "No, there wasn't. Unless you count Jonathan's hand." he growled.

    That sent me into laughter as Sarah sputtered, "What! Jonathan, you jerk! That was cheating."

    "No that wasn't," I supplied, "You said you felt something. His hand slipped from my leg, it's happened quite a few times."

    Jonathan's smile widened as he wrapped his arm around my shoulder, "That's my girl!"

    As Sarah continued to bristle and Darryl continued to glare, I added, "Besides, it's not like I didn't feel Darryl's hand slip against my leg a few times too."

    Jonathan stiffened besides me. "What! Little brother, keep your hands to your own girlfriend," he growled.

    That sent all of us into another round of laughter and Sarah and Darryl conceded the win to us.

    After spending most of the day at the beach, we all went back to the house to take showers, relax a bit, then drove to the boardwalk for a bite to eat before we went to this party at a beach house not too far from ours. We had been invited to the party by the guys who were renting it for the week. Actually, it was Sarah who had been invited since she was the one who had been lying out on her towel while the rest of us had been in the water. Two of the guys had come up to her and given her a flier for the party and had told her to bring her friends. So, we had all decided to check it out and see if it was worth it.

    The house was similar to the one we were staying in, except the patio or deck was basically two tiered. Where our deck had stairs that wrapped around the house down to the car port. Their second floor deck had a set of stairs that went directly down to the first floor patio. There was only one way into our house. They had the door from the deck and another one on the other side. The entire party took place mostly on the first floor patio since it was the bigger of the two, but there were still people on the upper level.

    One of the guys had rigged up a stereo system to pump music throughout both levels. It was a typical beach party with lots of half naked college and high school kids who wanted to dance and drink the night away. Sarah walked around still looking way too innocent for her own good and tended to stay glued to Darryl's side. Since Jonathan and I were back on good terms, he immediately dragged me to the dance area were we spent most of our time that night.

    Later, Darryl finally asked us to help him unglue Sarah from his side, so I took pity on him and dragged Sarah out for a few dances while the guys socialized. It took a while to loosen Sarah up, but eventually she was able to relax, enjoy herself, and meet new people. I certainly met quite a few people who were interesting to talk too. Some of them were quite entertaining in their drunkenness, but no one was ever lewd or out of line. I think it was obvious that I belonged to Jonathan, so no one tended to mess with me.

    "Would you stop!" Sarah exclaimed with a jab at my side.

    "Ouch! What did you do that for?" I asked as I rubbed the sore spot.

    Sarah rolled her eyes, "Oh please! If you and Jonathan were any more obvious with the goo goo eyes you are making at each other across the patio, you'd both be naked and making like bunnies!"

    I gasped, "Sarah!"

    She laughed, "Look at him! He's literally undressing you with his eyes! Just like you're doing to him."

    I beamed at Jonathan as I said, "Well, it's not like we left much to the imagination what with the outfits we are wearing." I turned to look at her as I continued, "Then again, everyone here hasn't really left much to the imagination anyway."

    As a blond surfer walked past Sarah, she agreed, "Girlfriend you are sooooo right."

    I laughed as she walked off after him before turning to look at Jonathan. My laughter died immediately. Jonathan was still standing in the same place, but was now talking to a girl who looked like she came straight out of playboy magazine. I watched as Jonathan gave her a smile and said something to her. She said something back and Jonathan nodded. A moment later he turned away from her until she said something to him. When he turned back to her, she leaned her implants against his arm and trailed her manicured nails down his chest.

    In a matter of moments I was at his side. "Hi Jonathan," I said in an innocent voice.

    Jonathan turned to me with a huge smile and a grateful look in his eyes as he responded, "Hi beautiful." He turned to the girl and said, "Wendy, this is my girlfriend, Alex."

    I gave her an over exaggerated smile as I said, "Nice to meet you Wendy."

    Even Jonathan noticed the once over she gave me. He arched an eyebrow as she said, "Jonathan, the offer is still open."

    I put on my most innocent look as I asked, "What offer, honey?"

    Before Jonathan had a chance to say anything, Wendy said, "Oh, it's nothing worth your time. Just a little idea I ran by him."

    I arched an eyebrow and looked at Jonathan who was now gaping at her. It didn't take a genius to figure out what she was talking about. "Jonathan?" I asked, "Did she just proposition you?"

    As Wendy asked, "What's a proposition?" I watched Jonathan's face break out into a wicked smile as he replied, "Yes she did, my love, but you know I don't accept poor substitutions."

    "What's a proposition?" Wendy asked again.

    I turned to her and smiled a fake smile, "In this case a proposition is much like prostitution. The giver lays it bare for all the world to see in hopes someone will be desperate enough to go for the snatch."

    Jonathan grinned at my answer. "Isn't she great?" He asked.

    Wendy rolled her eyes, "Whatever."

    I narrowed my eyes at her. "Listen," I growled, "I don't know what was said between you two, but let me just say this. From what I saw, it looked like you were coming on to my boyfriend. So, if that was true, then you need to know that it's just like he said. He won't accept any substitutions. And you clearly ARE a substitution!" As Jonathan wrapped an arm around my waist, I continued, "Now if you'll excuse us, I'm going to give Jonathan an award for being the perfect boyfriend." With that I took Jonathan's hand and hauled him away from her.

    "God, you are so fucking sexy when you're being possessive," Jonathan panted against my lips as he lifted me up onto the bathroom counter. After we'd left Wendy, I had led Jonathan upstairs to the second level and kissed the daylights out of him as we swayed to the music. Jonathan had growled against my lips, lifted his head to look around, and hauled me inside of the open doors leading to the living room of that house.

    It had taken us a couple of minutes to find the only empty room available where Jonathan had instantly attacked me the moment he'd had the door closed and locked. Needless to say I wasn't about to complain about it as I make quick work of shoving his shorts down and taking him in my hand.

    He growled as I began to stoke him the way I knew drove him wild. He slid his hand beneath my skirt, past my bikini, and plunged two fingers inside of me.

    "Yes!" I hissed in pleasure as his thumb began to caress my bundle of nerves while his fingers delved in and out of me.

    I gripped him harder and pumped faster, feeling his hips rocking against my hand. Growling, I demanded, "I need you inside of me now, Jonathan."

    Removing his fingers from me, he wrapped an arm around me and lowered me to my feet. As he lifted my skirt and lowered my bikini, he leaned in to whisper into my ear, "Turn around, beautiful."

    I did as he asked and leaned forward over the counter.

    Jonathan gripped my hips and with one thrust, filled my eager body.

    I gripped the edge of the counter and arched my back as Jonathan quickly picked up a rhythm. "Fuck yes, Jonathan! That's it baby!"

    He leaned forward, his forehead against my shoulder as he panted, "You feel so good beautiful!"

    I bucked my hips back into his, urging him on, "More Jonathan, I need more."

    Jonathan slid a hand over my hip, down to my folds. Parting them with his fingers, he slid them down to my clit and rubbed it in time to his thrusts. With a growl I came shouting my pleasure, "Yes! Oh yes! Jonathan!"

    He buried his face in my neck as he continued to pound into me while holding me close. With a growl of his own, he released himself inside of me, "Oh fuck, yes!"

    It was several minutes before we were able to come down from our high. I felt Jonathan wrap both arms around me in a fierce hug as he buried his face in my hair. "God I love you," he mumbled.

    I grinned at his proclamation as I said, "I love you too, oh perfect boyfriend of mine."

    Chuckling, he slid away from me and we cleaned up before heading back to the party holding hands. As we stepped down to the first level, Jonathan frowned as soon as he saw Wendy putting the moves on another victim. Turning to me he asked, "Shall we call it a night?"

    I grinned and wiggled my eyebrows, "With pleasure."

    The next day, Jonathan and I decided to go to the boardwalk to try out some of the games and entertainment Sarah had told us about that first night. We rode the Ferris wheel and tried our hand at some of the games along the way. I even watched Jonathan as he played the hoop game and won me the little green alien after all. I asked Jonathan to keep it at his place since my parents were under the impression that I was spending my time learning how to be a 'good girl' from Tia and not out having fun.

    We had a wonderful time competing against each other at some games and squirting each other with the water guns that were part of a racing game. Somewhere along the way, we took a break and got some ice cream sundaes at one of the dessert shoppes there.

    Finally we decided to head back to the house for a nap before going out to dinner and a movie like Jonathan had wanted to.

   We went to an intimate Italian restaurant for dinner, then went to the movie theater down the street from the boardwalk to see the latest Tom Cruise movie. After the movie, we went for a moonlit stroll along the beach then relaxed in a lounge chair on the deck of our house. When Sarah and Darryl came home around one in the morning, we all retired to our rooms for the night. Of course, none of us went to sleep until much, much later.

    On Thursday, Jonathan and I decided to spend the day on the beach again since Darryl was making dinner for all of us that night, then we'd have a movie night in front of the television.  For the first part of the day at the beach, Jonathan and I continued to talk about ways to get me out of marrying Mark.  We finally decided that I would keep trying to talk my parents out of it. However, if it got too close to graduation with no change, then Jonathan wanted me to move in with him and I'd go to college in the meantime.

    The last half of the day we rented jet skis and raced each other around the waves for a while. Then we went swimming, playing in the water and occasionally making out too. We kept laughing and giggling trying to see what we could get away with underneath the water away from wandering eyes. I'd succeeded in jerking Jonathan off, his moan muffled in my mouth as I kissed him. Jonathan tried to get me off with his fingers, but I was too nervous about being out in the open, so we gave up and he promised to make it up to me when we got back to the house.

    He didn't disappoint. As soon as we got home, we took a shower together. It was there that Jonathan went down on his knees, making me come with his talented tongue and fingers, then he lifted me up, wrapped my legs around his waist and took me there against the shower wall. Once more he gave me an incredible orgasm before having one himself.

    Afterwards, we rested on the bed until Darryl called us out to dinner. The four of us talked about our vacation so far and enjoyed each others company as we ate. Jonathan and I also told them about our decision on dealing with my impending wedding. While Jonathan and I cleaned up in the kitchen after dinner, Darryl and Sarah got the living room ready for movie night. They had rented the movies while at the boardwalk that day and Jonathan and I would be returning them the following day since we were planning on going to the boardwalk again.

    Halfway through the second movie, I began to doze off so Jonathan announced that we were going to bed. I protested, wanting to stay up and watch more movies with my friends, but when I found myself nodding off again, I gave up and decided to let Jonathan take me to bed.

    Jonathan and I got up around ten and decided to go shopping at the boardwalk. Although I told him we could go to any store so long as it was not one of the typical ones I normally saw at my local mall. So after we dropped off the movies, we spent most of the day checking out all the stores that sold things like beach clothes and souvenirs. There were also stores that sold candy confections, jewelry, and other keepsakes.

    Jonathan and I spent most of our time browsing instead of buying anything. We also sat down at one of the squares to watch several people play games of chess or other games set up in the area. We finally went to a burger joint around five for an early dinner since we had to get back to the house to help get ready for the party Darryl and Sarah decided to have. They had said they'd get the word out while they were at the beach for the day and Darryl said he was going to make the snacks so Jonathan volunteered to supply some drinks.

    After dinner, Jonathan and I stopped at a grocery store to get some sodas, beer, and other supplies to make mixed drinks before heading home. Sarah was outside getting the deck area ready and Darryl was already in the kitchen getting the snacks ready. So I went to help Sarah while Jonathan helped Darryl. Darryl had found a huge aluminum bucket and cleaned it out to use as a tub for ice and beer. Sarah and I set the tub up in one corner of the deck and moved the lounges out of the way of dancing bodies. We also managed to move the speakers out to either side of the veranda doors, since we discovered the wires were long enough to reach out there. Jonathan helped us to get the wires set so that the doors could still be opened and closed easily without damaging them.

    When everything was pretty much ready, we all went to change. I wore a light blue sundress that was knee length and Jonathan wore khaki shorts with a white short sleeved buttoned down shirt. Sarah wore a pair of red shorts and a red and white checkered halter top. Darryl wore jean shorts and a Metallica t-shirt. By the time we were all dressed and back outside, there were already a couple of people there.

    As the night wore on, we would introduce ourselves to any newcomers and make sure they understood they couldn't go inside the house. We kept the veranda doors closed, and set the radio to a local radio station that played a good mix of party music. Darryl had set the snacks up on the tables on the deck and several guests were kind enough to add their contributions to the tub we had or brought their own ice chests full which they didn't mind sharing. Soon, it got to be crowded enough on the deck that the party spilled down the stairs and to the barbecue area under the house. We managed to make the music loud enough to hear down there, but low enough to not disturb our nearest neighbor who was about a quarter of a mile away. Granted, those neighbors were partying with us, but still we didn't want to cause a disturbance if we could help it.

    Jonathan and I enjoyed ourselves, but apparently not as much as Darryl and Sarah. Darryl kept getting compliments on the food and throwing a great party and Sarah was loving the fact that she could be herself and cut loose without worrying that someone was going to look down on her. I spent most of my time dancing with Jonathan or we would hang out in the corner between the doors and the ice tub to keep an eye on both. Neither one of us had much to drink that night, but we watched as our friends lived it up. It was about 3:30 in the morning when the food and drinks finally seemed to have run out and the guests trickled out.

    Jonathan and I made sure everyone got wherever they needed to be safely, calling cabs for some of them and helping friends escort other friends home. Eventually the two of us cleaned up a bit since Darryl was occupied with getting his very drunk girlfriend into bed. He told us to just bring everything inside and he'd clean up the following day. It took Jonathan and I another hour before we managed to clean up the outside. Once we were done, we were so exhausted, we both took a quick shower together and went to bed.

    Neither one of us woke up until well after noon. Even then, we were still too lazy to get out of bed. We could hear Darryl and Sarah cleaning up in the kitchen, but we stayed right where we were and cuddled for a while. Jonathan eventually got up to make us a couple of sandwiches and we ate them in our room while watching television for a bit. We finally decided to get up and go to the boardwalk to one of the quaint little cafes for dessert.

    After we had dessert, we stopped by the house to pick up a couple of blankets and went out to the beach to watch the sunset. Jonathan sat behind me and I leaned back against his chest with his arms around my waist even after the sun had set. Darryl and Sarah came to find us snuggling and asked if we wanted to go with them down the beach to a bonfire gathering that some of the people who'd come to our party the night before were having.

    Jonathan and I decided it would be fun to sit around a bonfire and roast marshmallows, so we went back to the house to change into something warmer before walking down the beach to the bonfire. Darryl and Sarah were already there and had saved us a place next to them. Marshmallows and other party favors were passed around, so Jonathan and I made ourselves comfortable on our piece of driftwood. Turned out Jonathan was a whiz at making s'mores. He could get them melted just right so that they wouldn't be all runny and messy, but when you took a bite of them, they melted in your mouth. It was heaven. Sarah agreed. Even Darryl agreed because that was one of the few things he just couldn't get right even though he was a chef.

    As it got later, Jonathan pulled me into his arms and snuggled with me. I could feel him nibbling on my neck and his hands caressing my skin beneath the sweater I wore. It was a few minutes later that he breathed into my ear, "Let's go home beautiful. I want to spend our last night here making love to you all night."

    I closed my eyes with a sigh at the way he said that and nodded my consent. Jonathan and I said good night to the others and walked back to the house hand in hand. We had barely gotten inside the house when Jonathan pulled me into his arms and kissed me deeply.

    I moaned into his mouth as his tongue caressed mine and wrapped my arms around his shoulders.

    He began to walk me backwards towards the bedroom, so I jumped up and wrapped my legs around his waist.

    We both giggled as we stumbled into the bedroom together. Jonathan set me on the bed and I rose to my knees to lift up his shirt. He took it off the rest of the way while I began removing my own clothes. Once we were totally naked, I lay back on the bed and crooked my finger at Jonathan, smiling at him. He gave me his trademark smirk as he crawled up the bed, laying his body over mine.

    We groaned in unison at the feel of our skin connecting. Jonathan kissed me once more and I let my hands wander over his shoulders, down his back, and to his waist. I shifted slightly, raising my hips, but Jonathan moved away from me.

    As he slid down my body, he smiled and said, "We have all night, beautiful. I want to take my time loving you."

    I smiled, "Okay. I want to love you too, Jonathan."

    He leaned down and pressed his lips against my inner thigh. I bit my lower lip at the feel of his lips against my sensitive flesh and let out a gasp as his tongue took a quick swirl over my folds. Jonathan took his time pleasuring me. I lay there with my eyes closed for a while just feeling his lips, tongue, and fingers touching me. When it began to be too much, I lifted my head to look at him and discovered him watching me. Spreading my legs wider, I rose up on my elbows and lifted my hips to give him better access. The sight of him pleasuring me there and the intense look he was giving me combined together to send me into my first orgasm of the night.

    Still Jonathan didn't stop with his loving. He waited until I had collapsed against the bed again before he removed his mouth from me, placing a kiss against my stomach and making his way up my body. His hands and mouth kissed and caressed every inch of skin he could get to. By the time he'd reached my lips, I was more than ready to have him inside of me.

     But Jonathan had other ideas. He left my lips once more to travel down to my breasts, lavishing attention on one then the other. Just when I thought he was done, he would switch to the other one again. I was begging him for more even as I writhed beneath him and held his head to my breasts. My next orgasm took me by surprise because I couldn't believe a woman could have one when nothing but her breasts were teased. So, either I had incredibly sensitive breasts or Jonathan just had a very talented mouth. I was willing to bet it was the latter.

    Jonathan lay besides me, propped up on one elbow, caressing me with his free hand while I came down from my high. I turned towards him with a smile and pushed him onto his back. Turnabout was fair play. I spent my time exploring my boyfriend's body with my hands and mouth. I kissed, nibbled, and caressed every inch of skin I could find. That was the way I found out that Jonathan's nipples were one of his sensitive spots. So was the area behind his right ear, his spine, and his hips.

     Once he was writhing just like I had done earlier, I took him in my mouth and took my time licking and sucking him. His hands curled in my hair, holding me down and encouraging me to do more. I opened my eyes to look at him while I pleasured him. He was watching me as usual, but even I could see how hard it was for him to keep doing that. His body was starting to tremble. So I gripped him in my hand and tightened my mouth around the head of his cock feeling his hips buck in response. But Jonathan tugged at my shoulders to stop me from going on.

    I looked up at him, showing my confusion in my eyes.

    Jonathan moaned before saying, "I want to be inside of you when I come, Alex."

    I nodded, let go of him and slid up to impale myself on him. He pulled me flush with him and rolled us over so that I was underneath him. Rising to his elbows, he began the familiar rhythm that would lead us both to our climax.  I wrapped my legs around his and lifted my hips to meet him thrust for thrust. He lowered his forehead to mine and I gripped his biceps in my hands. Our breathing matched perfectly and I knew our heartbeats had to be the same.  The moment I felt my body explode and fragment into millions of pieces, I also felt Jonathan fill me up with his essence as our cries blended together.

    It was a long while before we finally came down together, but even then Jonathan remained lying on top of me and I held him there in my arms.

    Rolling to his side, he pulled me closer and looked into my eyes as a hand caressed my cheek. "It's going to be so hard going back to my place and not having you there to wake up with me."

    I nodded, "I know. I've gotten used to you too Jonathan."

    "Am I going to be able to see you anytime other than your work breaks?"

    I sighed, "I don't know. You know I'll keep you posted. And we'll still talk on the phone every night."

    He nodded, "I know. It's just, I wish I could spend more time with you, like we did this week."

    I closed my eyes as he kissed me. When he pulled away, I said, "It's only about two more months and I'll be free to see you whenever I want."

    He paused before he said, "Can I ask you something?"

    "Sure."

    "Will you go to the prom with me?"

    I frowned, "What?"

    "You told me your parents want you to go with Mark, but you told them all no."

    "I did, but..."

    "So, since you're not going to the prom with anyone, go with me."

    I rolled my eyes, "I don't really want to go to the prom. We could just go somewhere together on that night."

    He shook his head, "It's your senior prom, beautiful. You need to go."

    "Jonathan..."

    He placed a finger against my lips, silencing me as he said, "Alex, I want to take you to the prom. Please, let me do that. I'm your boyfriend after all and I love you."

    I smiled, "I love you too Jonathan." I nodded, "Okay, yes, I want to go to the prom with you, my boyfriend."

    He laughed, "Great!"

    I grinned at the look of triumph he wore, but it didn't last long. Soon we were locked in another heated embrace.  Jonathan was true to his word, we spent the entire night loving each other.