Breathe

Bradley is smoking hot. He's a man whore. Every girl wants to jump in his pants not to mention a few guys. But then, there's Shay. She hates everything about him, from his floppy hair to his Australian accent.
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Shay is a bookworm. She reads and reads and reads. If she's not reading she's dancing in her mother's studio.
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Somehow Bradley finds this ever so endearing and tries his very hardest to get her attention. But of course he'll never get it.

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Brad's POV

I promised I wouldn't look. God I'm such a liar. 

"Your eyes are closed right?"

"Yes! Now get in the water." And the way she took off her shirt, it's like she knew I was looking. Oh my God. She'd worn a completely see through lace bra. 

"Can I wear your shirt or something?" God her breasts fit in it almost perfectly, straining slightly against the thin material. "Brad?"

"Oh um yeah that's fine." She mumbled a thanks and slid her sweats down her long, tanned legs. She reached for my 'The Neighborhood' t-shirt and threw it on. 

"You can open your eyes now." I did so, to see her dipping her toe in the water.  

"Come on get in." I laughed from across the lake. "It's nice."

"To you." She scrunched her nose, a habit from when she wore her glasses. 

"Hey, I'm wearing boxers. That's it." She snorted. "Just jump in." Her eyes flicked to me. I watched as she took a deep breath, bent down and disappeared into the water. Seconds later she popped up.

"It's fucking freezing." Her soaked hair fell in a curtain down her face. She pushed it back, and I couldn't stop staring at her dripping wet face. "What?" She smiled, looking to her left, a nervous habit.  

"You're just gorgeous." I laughed. She blushed, and pulled a hair tie off her wrist, and tossing her now curly main into a bun. I waded over to her, and she wrapped her arms around my neck. 

"I know you were looking at me." She stared into my eyes. I went to speak but she beat me to it. "It's okay. I wanted you to." I smirked at her. 

"Your naughtier than you seem, you know." I pressed the palm of my hand against the small of her back. She was still looking at me dead in the eyes. 

"You love me?" She pleaded quietly.

"I do." She fell silent. 

"Okay."

"Okay?"

"Okay I believe you." 

"Do you-"

"I can't answer that." She said quickly. I took a step back. "But if I could... I'd tell you how fast my heart beats when you look at me. Or the feeling I get in my stomach when you kiss me. Or the warmth that spreads through my whole body when you touch me. Or how I think I'd explode if we ever have sex, because I can't take it. I can't take any of it, and we haven't even gone as far as second base. How I wanna call bullshit, every time you tell me you love me, because after what happened I couldn't even imagine being in love, ever again. How I couldn't stop thinking about you in class. And how I can't even imagine flying across the country and leaving you behind. I have never wanted anybody. Until you run up to me with that stupid surf board that's attached to your hip, and I thought what an asshole, but you kept telling me, and telling me how beautiful I was, and I knew it was a game.And boy did I wanna play. I love you. I love you so fucking much it hurts. But I can't tell you that, because I might be playing that game again." 

"Wow." 

"Is that all you have t-" I grabbed her hips roughly, and pressed my lips to hers. Her hand slid down my arm, looking for my hand. I felt her push it down, so that I was cupping her backside. She was starting something, that I definitely planned to finish.

Shay's POV

"Shay..." he groaned against my lips. "I want you." His hand massaged circles into my ass, making me let out a string of sighs and moans. 

"But... we're in the water..." I didn't care, but I felt I should put up a fight. 

"You want me to stop?" He smirked as his hand wrapped around my thigh, pushing up his t-shirt. 

"Uh." I moaned, kissing his chest. 

"I'll take that as a no." He cooed. "Spread your legs for me." Jesus Christ, I'll do the fucking splits for you. I thought. He was touching me. Cheek, Shoulders, breasts, stomach, thighs, until-

"What are you doing?" A man shouted. "You're not suppose to be out here!" I jumped dropping my hands to my sides. 

"We're leaving." He shouted, then lowered his voice. "But I'm not done with you yet." I shook myself  out of the lusty haze he had me in, and waded of the water. After the man gave a few more disgusted glances he walked away. I laughed. 

"You... Are so... Stupid!" I laughed as he struggled to get his pants on. 

"You, Miss Short, are going to regret that very soon." 

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 I fell asleep on the way home. And when we got there this is what happened:

"What did Shay do to get into Julliard?" He laughed rubbing my shins. 

"I play the piano, the cello, the violin, I dance, I sing.."

"But you can't play guitar?" 

"That's hard. The finger picking, it's confusing." So he taught me, or at least tried. I didn't understand. So he just stared at me with dilated eyes watching my fingers stumble over the strings. 

"You... Have the cutest feet."

"What?"

"They're so tiny." 

"Well yeah, because you've got giant feet."

"They're not giant."

"Oh please you and yeti are competing over the title 'big foot'." I giggled. 

Brad's POV

I leaned her back onto the couch. 

"They're not that big."

"I'm betting something else is." I watched as the green in her eyes darkened. 

"Are you sure you want to do this?" She lowered her voice into a whisper.

"Absolutely." So I kissed her. Her clothes simply fell off her gorgeous curves. Mine seemed so cheap the way she tore them off. The dirty thing she whispered in my ear nearly had me growling. I went down on her, had her screaming my name. Her back arched as every drop of her pleasure filled my senses. 

"Have you ever..."

"Had an orgasm before?" She stared at me. "No. I hadn't. That... was a lot of fucking fun."

"Fucking... Is a whole new load of fun." 

"Save that for later. Your sister and Jake could come through the door anytime."

"So let's make cookies." 

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