Parker

The day of the party came and Bethany insisted on getting ready at my house; she knew me too well and knew if she didn’t come over, I would wiggle myself out of going to this party. Before the actual party, everyone was going to the beach. Day drinking, swimming, laying out in the sun. I didn’t plan on going but Bethany insisted.

“Are you wearing your bikini or one piece?” Bethany asked me as she went through my closet.

I sat on my bed, flipping through a magazine hoping to come down with some sort of sickness in the next few minutes. “Oh, I’m just going to wear a t-shirt and some shorts.”

“What? It’s a beach party, Parker!” Bethany shrieks. She turns to me and snatches the magazine out of my hand.

“Bethany!” I throw her a look. “What is your deal?”

“What’s yours?” she countered. “Parker, why don’t you want to go to this party? I don’t understand. It’s all anyone is talking about.”

I shrugged. I didn’t want to see Matt, that’s why I didn’t want to go to the party but Bethany wouldn’t understand that. I couldn’t tell her. “I just don’t why it’s such a big deal. It’s just a party. Someone throws at least one every weekend.”

“Yeah, but this one is at Brian Haner’s!” She groaned. “He is so cute. If he wasn’t dating someone I wouldn’t totally jump on that.”

I laugh and shake my head. “He’s alright, I guess.”

She sighs. “Here, wear your bikini.” Bethany tosses me two pieces of fabric.

There’s no point in arguing with her. “Fine.”

---

Austin meets us out my house a couple of hours later and we make our way to the beach where the party has already started. Bethany runs off immediately after one of the boys she’s been eyeing, leaving Austin and I to ourselves.

“Well, what should we do first?” Austin asks grabbing my hand. “Swimming, drinking, eating…it looks like they have the volleyball net set up down there.”

I look down to the area where they’re playing volleyball. I can easily see Matt’s muscular frame in the body of people. Tanned, shirtless, a couple of tattoos already despite still being a high school student…

Fuck, I’m staring.

I glance around the beach and see a group of our friends on the other side of the beach, with beer and liquor bottles and most importantly, in the other direction of Matthew and all his shirtless glory. “Let’s go hang out with Clarissa and Dave,” I suggest.

Austin kisses me on the cheek. “Alright.”

“Austin!” Clarissa shrieks, jumping up from where she was sitting and wraps her arms around his neck. I grab both of us a beer from the cooler and sit next to one of the guys. I hand Austin a beer before bringing mine to my lips.

My mind keeps going back to Matt as the conversation engulfs the group. God, I hated him. I wished he wasn't here. I wished I'd never had met him. My life would be so much more simple if I would have never slept with him. I would have a normal relationship. Instead, I'm constantly doing things or altering the way I do things so I don't run into Matt.

Clarissa’s shrill laugh brings me out of my trance and I glance at her. Her hands are on Austin’s chest and her head is thrown back in a laugh. “Austin! You are so funny!”

I roll my eyes. Clarissa has always had a thing for Austin and Austin enjoyed the attention. I sat back and listened to her flirt with him while I looked out into the crowds of people. I saw Brian not too far off talking to a group of guys and hoped Matt didn’t join him anytime soon.

“Parker, we’re going swimming, come on!” Bethany smiled as she walked by, arm in arm with some hot guy. “Austin, you too!”

I get up and start to follow Bethany to the water, not waiting on Austin. I’m pulling off my tank top and shorts near the water when Austin approaches me. “Hey, what’s wrong?”

“Are you having fun flirting with Clarissa?” I ask not looking at him.

Austin sighs. “Oh, come on. You know I only have eyes for you.”

I adjust my bikini top before walking into the water without a word. I knew what I was doing. I cheated on him and so I was reflecting it. I felt guilty for doing what I did with Matt, and instead of facing it I was just acting jealous and insecure. Austin doesn’t follow me into the water and I don’t turn back to him.

I don’t know how long I spend in the water talking to Bethany and her guy friend but when we get out, my hands are pruney. I walk back to where Austin is and grab my towel. He’s talking to his friend Dave now and Clarissa is nowhere in sight.

“Hey,” Austin smiles, dismissing himself from his conversation. He stands up and puts his hand on the small of my back. “Are you hungry?”

I nod, giving him a small smile. We say bye to our few friends and walk off to where the food is.
Austin and I spend the rest of the day eating, talking and enjoying the day at the beach. Hours ticked on and the day was going pretty great until Clarissa showed back up which sparked an argument between me and Austin.

I just didn’t like her and I didn’t like Austin around her. I didn’t trust her. The argument accelerated and as everyone began to move up to Brian’s house, we stayed on the beach and yelled at each other. I was just so angry. I was angry at him, at Clarissa and at myself. I was jealous and selfish.

“I’ve got to get out of here,” I roll my eyes. I was crying and wasn’t exactly sure why.

Austin scoffs. “So, you’re just going to walk away?”

“Yeah, before I say something I don’t mean. Go find Clarissa!” I retort before I walk off.

I dry my eyes with the heel of my hand as I make my way up to the party’s new location. I glance up and to my displeasure, see Matt standing there staring at me. He’s shirtless and his skin in tinged with a sunburn from being out in the sun all day.

“What are you doing here?” I ask him, averting my eyes from his abs.

He raises his brow at me. “It’s partially my party, remember?”

That’s not what I meant. I meant why was he here in this spot, staring at me. “Oh, yeah,” mumbled, not in the mood to talk. I try to walk past him but he stops me by grabbing my hand. I turn back to him, the corners of my mouth tug upwards when I notice Matt’s eyes traveling from my face and down my body.

“Let me get you something to drink,” He offers after he gets done checking me out. “It looks like you’ve been having a rough night.”

Nope. Bad Idea I’ve been avoiding him all day for this specific reason. “Yeah, you could say that. I think I’m just going to go home.”

“Just one drink. Come on.” Matt smiles. Fuck, he was beautiful with those hazel eyes, and those dimples. And fuck, can’t forget about those lips.

I sighed, “Fine. Just one, then I’m going home.” One drink couldn’t hurt, right?

Matt puts his hand on the small of my back and leads me into the house. The music was loud and there were people everywhere. Some still in their swimsuits like me and others in street clothes.

Matt brings his lips against my ear. “I’ll be back,” he says just above a whisper and disappears into the crowd. His hot breath left chills down my spine that didn’t disappear until he returned moments later with two cups in his hands. He offers me one before bringing his own cup to his mouth and taking a swallow.

I mimic him and then fight the urge to spit it right back out into the cup. “What the fuck is that?” I half-laugh. It tasted like cough syrup, tequila, and tabasco.

Matt laughs too, a look of disgust plastered on his own face. “It’s a uh…concoction of my friend Jimmy’s.” He pauses, smacking his lips together. “Is that…do I taste pickles?”

I scrunch up my nose. “There is no way I’m drinking this.” I set the cup down on a table and Matt sets his right next to mine.

“Alright, so let’s go find something else,” Matt smiles. I agree and we venture off to the kitchen together. Matt grabs a beer and then hands me one. I crack it open as Matt turns to me with two small containers in his hand.

“I didn’t say anything about jello shots,” I tell him, arching a brow.

Matt grins and hands me one. “Oh, come on.”

I shake my head but take one anyway. I slide my finger around the inside of the container, separating the jello from the plastic and then absentmindedly pop my finger into my mouth and suck off the remnants of jello. I suppress a smile when I notice Matt staring at me, nibbling at the piercing on the side of his lip.

“Cheers,” he winks, lifting his jello shot into the air. I gently tap his container with mine before tossing the jello into my mouth. “Alright, now let’s go get some drinking done,” Matt suggests.
We grab our beers before heading out of the kitchen.

Matt leads me through the house, through the crowd of people, and out the back door. Some people are partying it up in the pool while others are further off enjoying the bonfire. Matt stops next to a couple making out on some patio furniture. Matt chuckles and mumbles something about the name Zack before grabbing the half full bottle of Jack Daniels in front of the couple.

I follow Matt until we reach a semi-secluded area near the bonfire. He leans up against a tree and I stand next to him, bringing my beer to my lips. “So, are you going to tell me what was wrong with you earlier?” Matt asks setting the bottle next to his feet.

I shake my head. “It’s nothing.”

“Does it have anything to do with why your boyfriend isn’t here?” Matt asks me.

I scoff, avoiding the question. “Where is Vanessa tonight?”

Matt takes a deep breath. “We’re fighting. So, she’s in L.A. with her mom, or she was. She might be home now.”

I nod. “Well, if you’re fighting with her you probably shouldn’t be seen with me. She doesn’t like me very much.”

Matt smirks. “Well, do you blame her?”

“No,” I reply finishing my beer. “Drink’s up. I better get home.” I give a small smile before taking a step away from him. Again, he grabs my hand stopping me.

“Parker,” his voice is low and it sends chills down my spine once more. “Stay.”

I couldn’t. It would be stupid. It would be stupid for many reasons but I knew if I stayed, something more between us would happen and I couldn’t let that happen, not again. He was with Vanessa and I was with Austin. I was fighting with Austin because of this very reason. Just because the sex was phenomenal didn’t mean it was right.

It wasn’t right, but I couldn’t deny how bad I wanted it and wanted him. Before I could answer, Matt was grabbing my hand and leading me away from the group. I kept glancing behind me, afraid that someone would see us, but it seemed liked everyone was too wrapped up in their own dates and liquor to care about us.

Matt led me back to the beach, which was now deserted. Once our feet touch sand, Matt turns to me. Instantly, he takes my mouth into his and I don’t waste time before kissing him back.

“Tell me you want this as bad as I do,” Matt whispers against my jaw.

God, I did. I really fucking did but this was so wrong. “Matt,” I breath as he nibbles my neck. His hands find their way between the fabric of my jeans and the fabric of my bikini bottoms. I want to push him away but I also want to push his shorts from his hips and instead of doing either my hands rest idly on his waist.

Matt takes my mouth back into his and I can’t help but let out a small whimper-like moan when he bites my lip. Matt’s hands push down my shorts and they fall down to my feet. He grips my hips hard as he pulls me closer to him.

Suddenly, he pulls away from me. Relief and disappointment fill me simultaneously. “Let’s go swimming,” he suggests.

“Let’s go…what?” I chuckle. “Matt, The sun is down. I’m sure that water is cold now.”
He winks at me. “We can heat it up.” Jesus Christ, that was a stupid line. I have to keep myself from laughing. Still, I follow him as he takes my hand and leads me to the water. He starts kissing me again, and I feel his hands snake up to the string of my bikini top. As his tongue glides against my bottom lip, he pulls the string from around my neck loose.

“I thought you said we were going swimming,” I whisper.

Matt smiles. “Oh.” He unties the other string on my bikini top and so now the only thing holding it up is Matts body pressed against mine. “Did I say swimming?” His hand starts tugging on the strings of my bottoms. “I meant to say skinny dipping.” The strings of my bikini bottoms come undone and Matt pulls them from my body.

“Matt!” I half-shriek, half-laugh.

Matt pulls down his shorts before he starts to back up into the water without a word. I bite my lip, allowing my eyes to travel across his chest, down his stomach and towards his…

Jesus Christ.

I follow Matt into the water and once we’re waist deep, I kiss him again. Cool air comes off the ocean and hits the mist on my bare back reminding me of how naked and out in the open we are. “Matt, lets…go back to the house,” I suggest.

“What, why?” He asks, moving his lips from my neck to my collarbone and then to the top of my breast.

I run my fingers through his hair. “Because we’re kind of out in the open, naked and doing something illegal.”

Under the water, I feel Matt’s hand slide down my stomach, his fingers linger against my skin between my legs before they slip into me. I stifle a moan and Matt grins. “I know, but it makes it so much hotter, doesn’t it?” It did. I wanted him so fucking bad. My body ached for him even the parts of me that knew this was wrong. I didn’t answer him, and so Matt sighed and began to pull me further out into the ocean and off to the side near a huge boulder that was sticking halfway of the water.

Matt leads me behind it, out of view of the shore. He pressed my back against the cold, wet rock. “Better?” he whispers.

Despite the cold, it was much better. In response, I wrapped my legs around his waist and kissed him. Matt kissed me back hungrily, and I moaned into his mouth as his dick slightly rubbed against me.

Matt presses me hard against the rock. His hand moves from my ass and I feel him positioning himself under the water to enter me. “Wait, Matt,” I force out. “We can’t do this, not again. It’s wrong.”

“What?” He groans, kissing my collarbone. I wet my lips, allowing a sigh of pleasure to escape me. God, I wished he would stop doing that.

“This is wrong,” I repeat.

“Shut up,” he whispers before crashing his lips to mine. We kiss for a few brief seconds before he pulls away and starts to position himself once more.

I fill the tip of him enter me and I bite my lip and close my eyes, waiting for the rest of it. Slowly, he enters me a little more and another thought hits me.

“Wait,” I moan.

Matt groans. “What, Parker?”

“Do you have a condom this time?” I ask.

“Do I…what?” Matt asked incredulously. “We’re in the middle of the ocean butt ass naked, Parker. Where would I have a condom?” He was right, it was a stupid question. When I didn’t reply, he spoke again. “Can I continue or should we just go back to the party?”

A thousand thoughts ran through my mind and before I could process what was right and what was wrong, three words slipped through my teeth. “I want you.”

I saw Matt smile triumphantly and briefly before he buried his face into my neck. He bites me and pushes completely into me at the same time. A loud moan escapes my lips and I dig my nails into the back of his shoulder.

“I can’t believe I forgot how good you feel,” Matt whispers into my ear.

As Matt pumps in and out of me at a steady pace, my bare back rubs against the rock. It hurts, but the pain is easy to ignore as I tighten my legs around Matt’s waist and he fucks me harder. Matt removes one of his hands from my hips and snakes it between us. With his thumb, he begins to massage my clit, earning himself another loud moan.

“God, Matt.”

“Want me to stop and go get that condom now?” Matt teases.

A half-moan, half-laugh escapes me. “Shut up.”

The waves of the ocean crash against me and Matt which causes me to shiver. Matt shivers too and then thrusts into me quickly. Soon another wave crashes over me and I bury my face into Matt’s chest as I cum. “Oh…my…God!”

Matt doesn’t slow his pace, and soon every part of me is shaking. Matt pulls out of me quickly and leans against me, with his forehead against the rock. His breathing is hard and as he swallows hard, I turn my head and kiss his Adam's apple. He doesn’t move for a few long moments and when he does he kisses my cheeks. “Sorry for the quickie, but I’m freezing my ass off.”

I can’t help but laugh. “It’s fine. Let’s get back.”

Matt and I half walk, half swim to shore. I stop once we’re close, and Matt doesn’t realize it until he’s standing in the sand and reaching down for his swim shorts. “What’s wrong?”

“Can you toss me my…” I trail off, pointing to my swimsuit.

Matt laughs. “It’s in the dead of night. No one is looking, well…except me.”

“Please?” I call.

A few seconds later I hear a splat on top of the water followed by another right after. I tie my swim bottoms back together before slipping them on and then tie my top onto me before emerging from the ocean. Once on shore, I instantly start shivering and I pull my jean shorts onto my hips hoping they would help keep me warm. They don’t.

“Come on, I have a jacket at Brian’s you can wear,” Matt smiled, offering me his hand.
I bite my lip, glancing down at his hand and then back up at him. “No, I, uh…I should really get home. Thanks, though.”

“Are you sure? I mean…” Matt starts but I cut him off.

“Yeah,” I nod. “I’ll see you around, Matt.”

Matt returns my nod. “Well, alright. I’ll see you Monday for tutoring.”

I smile and turn, walking in the direction of my house. Fuck, tutoring. That was going to be awkward. Again.

Notes

Hey, y'all! Sorry for missing an update last week. I've been working on this chapter for like two weeks now and just haven't been happy with it. I still really hate the first half but I knew if I deleted this one more time I probably wouldn't have updated it in a long time. So here it is! Thank you so much for reading and commenting and subscribing and voting! You guys are awesome!

Thanks especially to Cheyenne16, BuiltForSyn, Hollie and MeRi for commenting.

Title credit: Hollywood Undead "Levitate"