15 comments/ 30630 views/ 44 favorites The Boy of Summer Ch. 01 By: PatientlyWaiting Thank you to me editor Girlowned and MugsyB for looking my story over and encouraging me. I wrote this story about nine months ago, so it's a major coincidence that it is about a Giants player and they happened to win the World Series this year. If I'd known I had magical powers I would have written about a Mariner. This story is purely fiction and fantasy and is not about a real baseball player. Enjoy! Note: The title The Boy of Summer is in reference to the song "The Boys of Summer" by Don Henley. The Boy of Summer Ch. 01 "Goodnight," Jeremy said, clearing his throat. He watched her close the car door and walk up to her apartment. The natural swing of hips had him wishing he was the dress wrapped around her curves. Once she was inside he turned on the air-conditioning, hoping it would cool his boiling blood. *** It had been a slow morning at the coffee shop. Kat sat on a stool behind the counter picking at her paint splattered nails and studying Sarah's hair. Sarah's flavor of the month was purple with a pixie cut, making her look like something out of Peter Pan. She was wondering how Sarah could stand to have such bright hair; didn't it clash with her clothes? Just as she decided that Sarah probably didn't care if her look was mix-matched, she heard a man call from the door. "I have a package for Kathryn Reynolds." Kat watched a man in a delivery uniform come through the door and up to the counter. "That's me." Kat jumped off her seat and took the package from the delivery guy, slightly confused. She'd never gotten mail at the coffee shop before. She figured it must be something from the gallery. Kat signed the guy's clipboard, proving that she received the package, and then handed it back. She tore into the package and pulled out a piece of paper wrapped around a ticket. She studied the ticket, confused, then looked to the paper and noticed there was something written on it. "I've seen your work, now come see mine. --Jeremy" Kat blushed as she held the ticket in her hand and read Jeremy's note again. She checked the ticket, it was for tonight's game. Just as she was smiling at the thought of watching Jeremy pitch tonight, she felt her phone vibrate in her pocket. She pulled it out and examined it. Not recognizing the number, she answered with a tentative hello. "So are you coming tonight?" "Jeremy?" "Yes, who else would it be?" Kat giggled into the phone, the way he had said it made it sound like he was the only person in the world who mattered; there couldn't possibly be anyone else calling her. "How did you know I got the ticket? Wait, how did you get my number?" "Oh, how easily you forget," Jeremy chuckled into the phone. Kat was puzzled, she would remember if she had given him her number. "Forget what?" "I'm Jeremy Fucking Halman, remember?" Kat's deep laugh on the end of the line sent electricity right through Jeremy. He could just picture her standing behind the counter of the coffee shop, her head thrown back with her laughter, her brown waves falling away from her face, revealing her sparkling blue eyes. He stifled the urge to groan. "So you're not going to tell me?" "A guy can't reveal all his secrets." Kat smiled, "I guess not, where would all the mystery be?" "Exactly. You didn't answer. Are you coming?" "Hmm," Kat said, keeping Jeremy in suspense. "Well since you're playing the Dodgers I don't think I can say no. "The Dodgers? That's the reason you want to come?" "What can I say, I'm a big Manny fan." It was Jeremy's turn to laugh. Kat smiled, enjoying the fact that she had shattered his polished exterior. "Well as long as you're coming," he said, after recovering. "I'll see you after the game, okay?" "Okay, be sure and go easy on Manny." Kat listened to Jeremy's deep laughter as he hung up the phone. She smiled to herself. She probably wouldn't admit it to anyone, but she was excited to watch Jeremy pitch. *** Standing on the first level of AT&T Park behind home plate, Kat filled her senses with the atmosphere that was uniquely baseball. The smell of warm peanuts, hot dogs and beer wafted around her. The crowd was filled with fans in orange and black, sprinkled among them were the few loyal Dodgers in blue. Kids and men alike carried their gloves in hopes of catching a fly ball or the prized homerun. Kat looked at her ticket, then headed over to the third base side. She walked down the steps for along time, thinking her seat couldn't possible be this close. Matching her ticket to the seat in front of her, Kat gave into reality; she was sitting right above the home dugout, it didn't get much better than this. She'd have the perfect view of the players entering and exiting the dugout. She was so close she could have talked to them. Settling into her seat, she got ready to devour her baseball feast of a hot dog and beer; she'd save the sunflower seeds in case there was a tense inning and she needed a distraction. "Who are you here with?" Kat turned in her seat to the woman on her left. She was a cute, petit blond, probably in her late 20s. "Excuse me?" Kat asked, totally confused by the woman's question. She smiled at Kat, "This is part of the player's friends and family section. I'm Claire, Ben Wright's wife; he's a closing pitcher. I haven't seen you before so I was curious." "Oh, I didn't realize this was a special section. I'm a friend of Jeremy Halman's." Kat decided friend was the best term, conceding that there wasn't a single word to properly describe what she'd experienced with Jeremy in the last week. Claire's eyes got wide at the mention of Jeremy's name. "Really? You must be something special if he gave you a ticket. He almost never uses his allotted seats." Kat blushed, her stomach sinking at the compliment. "I wouldn't say I'm special. I barely know Jeremy." A smile spread wide across Claire's face. "Even more of a reason I think you're special. Other single players are constantly giving their tickets to random women or their latest girlfriend. But not Jeremy, he never brings women to the games. And the people he does give the tickets to are always extremely close friends or family, never anything less. So I repeat, you must be something really special." Kat felt that her face had never been so red. She had the distinct feeling that either she was going to throw up or she would need quite a few more beers to calm her. "Don't worry about it," Claire said at the sight of her embarrassment. "It's a good thing, you should be flattered. Plus, I can already tell you'll be good for him, just by looking at you. You're down to earth, not like the model types he's usually getting in trouble with." Kat pondered, when had this turned into a romantic relationship? There had been bits of flirting and he was undeniably attractive, but mostly they're relationship had revolved around heated yelling. She wondered where Jeremy stood on all this and if there was any intention besides friendship, with the ticket. Kat turned back to Claire determined to change the subject. "Do you know Jeremy well?" "Yeah, I've known him since he joined the team. Ben came up a few years before Jeremy, and their friendship started with him giving Jeremy advice. Not that he's followed it," Claire added laughing. "They couldn't be more different. Ben's fairly modest and polite, a good country boy. And well you know how Jeremy is. He could charm his way in or out of any situation." "You're telling me," Kat responded, without even thinking. Claire just laughed, "So you've experienced that have you?" Kat smiled at Claire, she was liking her more and more. "Oh I've already experienced my fair share, I can assure you." All around them fans began to cheer as the line up was announced and the players began to run out of the dugout onto the field. Kat and Claire joined in, clapping for each player. Kat watched Jeremy; he was all business, standing with a stern look on his face and his hat over his chest, ready for the national anthem. The last strains of the anthem hung in the air and the players ran to their positions. Jeremy strode casually out to the mound; he grabbed the flour, tossed it a few times and settled into finishing his warm up. The first two innings were fairly uneventful, both pitchers doing a good job of owning the plate. The Giants had an eventful at bat in the third inning scoring three runs, including a two-run homerun. Jeremy struck out the side in the fourth inning, earning him quite the ovation. Over and over Kat watched the artful form of Jeremy's body contorting as he threw each pitch. The grace and strength it took to throw the ball with such control continued to amaze her. It was as if, with each pitch he was telling the batter that it was his house, he ran the show. Kat had the urge to paint him, his body whirling, the air churning with his movements. It wasn't until the fifth inning that the Dodgers finally scored, off a single homerun, the price a pitcher pays for throwing the perfect pitch. Jeremy kept the runners and walks to a minimum until the seventh inning. He had two men on base, one a walk, one a line drive double. The coach walked out to the mound, spoke to him for a moment and then took the ball out of Jeremy's glove. He slapped Jeremy on the ass signaling he was pleased with his performance. As Jeremy made the walk to the dugout the crowd went wild, congratulating him on a great outing. Jeremy removed his hat and gave it a slight wave, showing his thanks. Claire and Kat were chatting between the eighth and ninth inning when an usher came up to Kat. "Are you Miss Reynolds?" he asked. Kat nodded her head. He handed her a note and then stood against the railing, waiting. Tentatively Kat opened the note. "I want to see you after. Either you can be shown back to wait or I can meet you out in your seat. -Jeremy" Kat turned to Claire, "Does he have to do everything with such dramatics? I feel like I'm in that scene from Bull Durham where they're passing notes." Claire just laughed. Kat signaled to the usher and told him to tell Jeremy she'd just wait in her seat. The two watched as Ben came out and finished off the game. It was impressive how he could come in and instantly shut things down, he couldn't afford anytime to get in a groove the way a starter did. The game ended with the Giants winning 5-1. Claire hugged Kat goodbye, assuring her that she'd see her again. Kat sat in her seat for a while and people watched as everyone left the stadium. When everything seemed pretty empty, ushers began to appear. She watched them pick up every bit of trash and sweep away all of the peanut shells and sticky sunflower seeds. Slowly the stadium returned to the pristine baseball cathedral it was meant to be. The grounds crew went onto the field and worked their magic, transforming it back to the perfect garden it was before the players had destroyed it. They brushed the dirt until it was perfectly smooth and then wet it. They repaired every divot in the grass, adding new seed here and there. They swept over the grass with a lawnmower, clipping any stray blades and creating a beautiful crisscross pattern. When they were finished, they set the sprinklers free, letting them quench the thirst of the tired grass. Jeremy finally emerged from the locker room freshly showered, iced and changed. Anxious to see Kat, he hurried through the questions from the press. Standing at the top of the first level of seats, he surveyed the stadium, searching for Kat. He spotted her standing on the roof of the home dugout; leaning against the guard rail meant to deter people from climbing onto the field. He smiled at her casual calm; she looked perfectly at home on the field, the same way he felt. He strode down to her and swung over the railing, finally leaning against it next to her. He took her in. Her loose, messy curls were so perfect they looked purposeful, but he knew they weren't. She wore tight fitting, low slung jeans and worn out flip-flops. Her t-shirt was old and faded, but fit her just right. It revealed just a hint of skin at her stomach and hugged her petite breasts perfectly. Across her chest was a worn giants logo, giving the shirt a well-loved look. "I'm disappointed in you." Kat didn't give an explanation she just turned to him and watched his face fall. When the sting of her comment was apparent, Kat smiled boldly. "Come on, two strike outs and a pop fly. I thought you were going to go easy on Manny for me?" The thought of Kat not having a good time at the game had just about killed Jeremy. But when it turned out to be a joke, he felt himself fall for her a little more. He loved that she wasn't afraid to play at his level. There was a smile on Jeremy's face now that resembled Kat's. "Sorry to disappoint, but I had a job to do." "That you did. And an amazing job you did too, it was a really great game. Though, I think we need to work on your hitting. I could give you a few pointers sometime, if you'd like?" Kat winked at him tauntingly, knowing very well that pitchers weren't usually strong at the plate. "I just might take you up on that. But it will have to be after our road trip. If we weren't leaving tonight I'd take you out for a late dinner, but I have to be on the bus in a few minutes." "That's okay, I'm not really hungry anyway." The smile she gave back to him was very reassuring and endearing. Jeremy took Kat's hand and helped her over the railing, then pulled her up the stairs to exit the stadium. When they reached the top, Jeremy stopped and turned to her. He took a moment just looking into her eyes, running his fingers through hers. "I'd like to call you if that's alright?" Jeremy watched her eyes sparkle at the request. "Sure, call me when you get back and we can hit the batting cages." She was trying to keep it light. Kat knew his reputation, she didn't want to feel too let down when he didn't call. He shook his head at her misunderstanding. "No, I'd like to call you from the road." Jeremy watched Kat hesitate, uncertainty in her face. "If you really want to." Kat bit at her bottom lip nervously. Seeing the white of her teeth pulling at her full pink lip sent Jeremy's blood rushing with adrenaline. He untangled his fingers from hers and brought a hand up to her face, stroking along her jaw line. He watched a shiver go through Kat as she closed her eyes for a brief moment. "I really want to." When her eyes were open again, he leaned into her and brushed her lips with his. Slowly, they began to move against hers; pulling, tasting, and sucking. She felt him brush his tongue along her lower lip and she opened her mouth, offering herself to him. He pushed his tongue into her mouth and consumed her. He explored every part of her; and not forgetting the basis of their relationship, he teased her. She leaned into him and he devoured her moans of pleasure. Finally, Jeremy pulled away. He studied her face and tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear. Jeremy inhaled her sweet honey and coffee scent, then released her. Smiling, he took a few steps backwards. Then he turned and walked down the corridor and slipped through a door, disappearing. Kat felt like her knees were going to give out from under her when he let her go, his support no longer keeping her stable. Watching him walk away, she began to tremble; boy was she in trouble. An attendant came up to Kat; she recognized his presence somewhere at the edge of her trance. "If you're ready, you can follow me miss. I'll walk you out." Kat continued to stare at the door where she had last seen Jeremy. She let another moment pass and then turned to the attendant. "Yes, thank you." The Boy of Summer Ch. 02 Thanks again to my lovely editor. You're awesome! And thank you everyone for voting and posting such wonderful comments. They keep us writers going! Enjoy ;) * Jeremy swore at himself again. He couldn't seem to find his groove, his head swirling with images of Kat instead of focusing on the strike zone. Really he hadn't felt the same since he'd kissed Kat. He knew she was special before but now it was like she was under his skin. He couldn't get the taste of her out of his mouth and it had him distracted, making him constantly think of her. Jeremy watched as his catcher Matt Santos threw off his face-mask and marched out to him on the mound. "Dude, I'm gonna ask you one more time, what's your deal? You've been off all practice." Jeremy didn't respond, opting to kick at the dirt on the mound instead. "Ben, get over here." Matt yelled across the field. Ben ran up to them, "What's up?" "Jeremy's been in his head all day. If he doesn't get his shit straightened out before tomorrow's game, it isn't going to be pretty. I'm getting nothing from him." Ben smiled as he turned to Jeremy. "Might this have something to do with the woman you invited to the game the other day?" Jeremy slowly looked up from where he was scuffing the dirt. "H-how did you-" "Claire," Ben interrupted, with a huge grin on his face. That explained everything. "She sat next to her at the game. You should have seen how excited Claire was when I saw her after the game; she was like a dog ready to pee herself. She loved, what was her name, Kat? Apparently you have Claire's approval; which means she must be quite a woman since Claire doesn't give that out easily, and she has never given it to one of your women before." Jeremy just stared at Ben. "You knew the whole time and you waited until now to say anything?" Ben laughed. "Yeah, I wanted to see how bad you had it first. After Claire told me I realized you had been distracted lately and you were acting different. You didn't hit on any of the stewardesses on the flight. You've been sober for over a week. You went out once, but you came back after an hour. Dude, you got it bad." Ben laughed again, knowingly. Jeremy rolled his eyes. "Do you have to be enjoying this so much?" "Wait, are you telling me this is all because of some chick?" Matt asked, finally catching on. Ben nodded and both guys laughed. "Enough you guys, this isn't funny. I have no idea what to do. None of my usual shit is going to work with this girl. She calls me on all my crap. I can't just send her some expensive gift, she'll hate that." Matt and Ben looked at each other, as if silently agreeing on something. Ben looked at Jeremy, trying to keep a straight face. "You're right it's not funny." "Well, it's kinda funny." Matt added, chuckling. "It's only funny because we've both been there." Ben gave Matt a stern look, then turned to back to Jeremy. "Have you tried just calling her?" "No, I asked her if I could, but shouldn't I wait a couple more days?" "Don't wait. This isn't just another girl to play games with. You actually like her. None of your usual bullshit or you'll blow it. You're just going to have to be real with her and slowly build a relationship. This might be a new concept for a stud like you, but that's the way dating works." Jeremy looked at Ben like what he just said was revolutionary. "Right, call her, no bullshit." "Now that we have Jeremy's love life figured out, can we get back to practice and leave the women off the field?" Matt asked. Jeremy nodded and Matt headed back to the plate. He felt a little better knowing he wasn't the only one to ever loose it over a woman. The guys were right though; he'd have to figure it out off the field. Slowly Jeremy got into the groove, reassuring the guys he'd be ready by tomorrow. The Boy of Summer Ch. 02 They arrived at his door, he opened it, gesturing for her to enter. Kat walked in a few feet and stopped awkwardly in the center of the room, unsure what to do with herself. She thought Jeremy seemed calm as he removed his blazer and kicked off his shoes. She wished she felt even an ounce of that. Finally, he came and stood in front of her. He stared at her and she let him; she wasn't going to be the first to say anything, this explanation was all on him. His stare was unnerving, as always, his heated eyes felt like they were boring into her. She didn't know if she wanted to run or just needed him to touch her. Settling on what it would take to convince her of his sincerity, Jeremy raised his hands to her hair. "Do you mind?" Jeremy surprised her. That was probably the last thing she expected to hear. By the time it even occurred to her to say something, he had walked behind her and began pulling the pins from her hair. Slowly, her curls began to loosen and fall from the twisted mass. Jeremy had to restrain himself from running his fingers through her hair, promising himself he'd be able to touch her soon enough. With her hair now at her shoulders, Jeremy came back to stand before her. He surveyed her once more and then dropped to his knees. His hands went to her ankle and carefully unbuckled the strap. He guided her foot out of the shoe and then turned to give the same treatment to her other foot. Once more Jeremy stood and studied her. Abruptly he turned and walked into the bathroom. When he returned, he held a tissue in his hand which he slowly used it to wipe the red gloss from her lips. When he was satisfied, he grasped Kat by the shoulders and turned her 90 degrees. Kat watched in the mirror she was now facing as Jeremy moved to stand behind her. She flinched at the feeling of his fingers brushing her back and undoing her zipper. Jeremy's eyes met hers in the mirror, they both watched as he slid the straps of her dress from her shoulders, causing the garment to fall away from her. His breath caught at the sight of her. He smiled at the casual elegance of her black cotton underwear. It was just like her, she didn't need ribbons and lace to be sexy, she just was. "This is the real you." He said, running a finger up and down her upper arm. "This is the girl I want." He smiled. "Don't get me wrong, that other girl was beautiful too, but this is the girl that has me so off balance." He brushed the hair from one side of her face and placed a light kiss on her neck. A deep blush heated Kat's face. Jeremy had to fight to keep from groaning as his mind flashed to an image of her skin flush in the heat of passion. Kat watched his struggling reaction to her, his jaw clenched in an effort to control himself. She was glad it wasn't only her that was being affected. "You have no idea what you've done to me, do you? I've known you for two weeks and already you've completely changed me. The entire road trip I was constantly wondering what you would think about the things I was doing. Would you be disappointed? Would you rant at me? And every time, I stopped. I didn't want to do anything to jeopardize an opportunity to be with you. I don't want anyone else, so why would I waste a chance to be with you on someone I didn't even want." Jeremy's words hit Kat hard, making her stomach drop. She never expected this. She turned to face him and he wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her close to him. "I never want to do anything to hurt you or make you look at me with contempt." Jeremy placed a shy kiss on her lips and pulled back again. "I want to make it clear, I want you, not some pretend version." Kat tried to clam his nerves by running a hand through his hair. "It's clear." She stopped any further explanation with a kiss; she'd already heard everything she needed to convince her that this was right. Kat's kiss was bold, assuring him of her passion for him. She teased at his lips with her tongue and sucked lightly until he opened his mouth, then she enveloped him. Jeremy pulled her into him and groaned as her tongue stroked against him. Kat's own kiss made her stomach drop. The heat between them hadn't been fleeting, everything they'd felt in their earlier kiss was still there, the time and anticipation had only added to the feelings plaguing them. Reluctantly, they broke the kiss to come up for air. Jeremy rested his forehead on hers. "Kathryn Reynolds, you are going to be the death of me." Kat smiled at the confession. "Can't you feel what you do to me?" He ground his hips into her, making sure that she could feel his intense arousal. Kat's breath caught in her throat and her eyes fluttered shut. Jeremy swept her up in his own impossibly deep kiss, torturing her mouth with his tongue. The noises coming from Kat's throat were driving him crazy as he carried her to the bed and settled over her, his lips never leaving hers. He continued to devour her; teasing her lips, licking her neck, nibbling her ears. His need to consume every part of her was fierce. Slowly he made his way down her, leaving no skin untouched. Deep moans and squeals escaped from Kat, she was completely lost in the feeling of this man feasting on her skin. Every touch made her burn and a tight coil began to build through her body. Her hands were bound at her sides, bunching the sheets to the degree of exuberance her body was feeling. The sensations he was sending through her were enough to make her beg. "Jeremy?" He looked up from where he was busy placing kisses on her stomach. "I-I need to touch you." Jeremy smiled at the request, loving the heat that entered her face at her reluctant plea. But it was her eyes that made him submit and crawl up to her, they were so dark with passion, he couldn't possibly deny her. Jeremy hovered over her while she nervously worked the buttons of his shirt open, her hands shaking. He was patient, letting her take her time. When she finally finished, he sat back on his heels and removed his shirt. Kat pulled him down to her by his neck, bringing him close so she could run her hands over his athletic frame. Kat's light timid touch caused Jeremy to suck in a startled breath. She became bolder, firmly pressing her hands into his skin, teasing his nipples and scratching at his back. The heat radiating through his body spread into Kat's fingers, igniting the intensity of her need for him. Suddenly Jeremy flipped them over, causing Kat to squeal. She sat straddling his waist, starring down at him before she leaned down to taste him. Kat licked her way up his chest and neck, feasting on his salty-sweet flavor. Jeremy ran his hands over her back lazily, making her shiver slightly. Relentlessly she teased his earlobe, biting and sucking the tender flesh. Her torture made him moan and clutch hard at her ass. Kat ignored him; continuing on, she moved down his jaw line, trailing light kisses. She scratched lightly at his chest with her nails and began teasing his nipples with her tongue. Jeremy lost it, the feeling of her touching him was unnerving. He pulled her hips, bringing her down against his bulging need, then sat up slightly. He looked into her heated face and smiled, brushing her hair aside gently. He kissed her slowly and bit lightly on her bottom lip. A ragged moan escaped her as she felt Jeremy's hands trail up her back and unhook her bra. Jeremy shed her of it and ran his fingers slowly over her shoulders, down onto her chest, tormenting her with anticipation. She was desperate to have him touch her breasts, to draw them into his mouth and suck her nipples until she screamed. Judging from his slow movements, she was sure he knew it. Kat watched as he trailed a single finger between her breasts and around the underside, circling them. To Kat's satisfaction, he finally cupped her breasts with both hands, weighing them. Kat thrust her chest further into his hands and gripped hard at his shoulders. Her hips began to grind into him as he traced his tongue down her neck until he reached her chest, finally latching his lips onto her hard nipple. Kat's breath caught in her throat and she felt as if she could drown in the sensation of Jeremy's tongue laving at her. The new feelings he was stirring in her were making her greedy; she needed him to touch her elsewhere, to satisfy the heat that was building in her stomach. Jeremy could have paid homage to her breasts forever. Her response to the way he sucked, kissed and nipped at her nipples was intoxicating. Jeremy was lost in his heated attack when he heard Kat's breathy voice above him. "Jeremy." She sounded so raspy and dark that he knew she needed more. Once more he flipped them over, laying Kat's back onto the bed, her hair fanning out onto the pillow around her. Jeremy unwrapped her legs from his waist and lifted a hand to her hips. He taunted her, barely running a finger along her pantie line. She thrust her hips out to him, begging; but he only chuckled at her. His finger trailed down over her lips and he felt the wet arousal that drenched her panties. He bent down to her center and bit at the fabric covering her. Kat pushed up into his hot mouth, asking again for more. Happily, she was rewarded as his hands came to either side of her hips and tore away the last thing separating her from his mouth. Jeremy spread her legs wide and stared down at her dripping pussy. His look made Kat squirm. "Jeremy, please. You're torturing me." Her begging was to no avail; he only looked up at her and smiled darkly. He had thought about this for weeks and now that he had her, he was going to savor every bit of her. Jeremy would never forget the sight of her lying wantonly before him, begging. Her legs spread, revealing her obvious need. Her chest pushed out, rising hard and fast with each ragged breath. Her teeth pulling at her full red lips in frustration and the dark sparkle in her heated blue eyes. It was all too much. Jeremy pulled her ankles suddenly, dragging her off the pillows that propped her up and flat onto her back. He hovered over her, watching her face as he slid a finger over her wet pussy lips. He smiled, seeing her eyes flutter shut and back arch. Kat felt her mind numb at the sensation of his touch. She was beyond control, all she could do was feel and take. Jeremy slowly tortured her with his finger, stroking her in an extremely unhurried fashion. Kat tried desperately to meet his strokes with her hips, but his strong hand gripped her at the waist, keeping her from getting carried away. Finally, Jeremy indulged her by adding a second finger and stroking her clit with his thumb. His efforts were immediately rewarded with Kat's ragged moan and the feeling of her fingers gripping his shoulders for support. Jeremy's attempt to keep Kat's passion reined didn't last after that. His fingers thrust into her relentlessly, and soon Kat was tumbling into an earth shattering orgasm. Jeremy watched her eyes flutter shut and her head sink back in satisfaction as he felt her spasm hard around his fingers, releasing more of her sweet honey. When reality settled back in, Kat opened her eyes to find Jeremy staring down at her with a somewhat smug smile on his face. Kat promptly wiped his grin away by reaching for his pants and unfastening them. Jeremy's resolve shattered with that simple gesture and he tore himself from Kat to remove them as quickly as possible. Pleasuring and watching Kat had been its own form of silent agony. He didn't think he'd ever been this hard, this desperate to feel her around him. Jeremy came back to her and hovered over her, only to have Kat push him up and away from her. He sat back and watched as her blazing eyes trailed over his body, taking every part of him in. His firm chest and abs made him look every bit the athletic god he was. Kat imagined his strong arms encircling her and felt her stomach flutter, but it was his hands that really got her. They held such power for him, such control; she couldn't help but want to feel their deftness on her body. Finally her gaze fell to his thick cock and she absentmindedly licked her lips. She felt an emptiness inside of her and knew that she needed him to satisfy it. Jeremy's patience for Kat's stares snapped when her gaze lowered to his cock and her tongue darted across her lips. He launched himself back over her. A light squeal of surprise escaped her with his sudden movement. He brushed a loose strand of hair away from her face and lowered his head to capture her mouth with his. As the kiss grew deep and their tongues danced, Jeremy groaned into Kat's mouth feeling her small soft hand wrap around him. She stroked him lightly for a few moments, as if memorizing every ridge of his velvety soft appendage before sweeping him over her, coating him in her wetness. Their kiss broke apart and they watched each other intently as Jeremy finally sank into her. Jeremy's breath caught and her eyes fluttered at the wonderful feeling of him filling her. The world instantly sank away around them; they were the only ones left, the only thing that mattered was the way they felt joined together. Kat grew impatient. Having him inside of her, stretching her so completely was utterly incredible. But it wasn't enough. Slowly, Kat's hips began to roll, pulling him inside her further. Jeremy couldn't help but smile. He loved how much she needed him. Taking the hint, he thrust into her deeply. They groaned in unison, the sensation of their joining wonderfully intense. Kat couldn't get over how right this felt, how natural it seemed to have him filling her, his weight pressed down on top of her, his chest stroking hers with each thrust. Her head rolled back and her hands clawed at Jeremy's body as she lost herself in the feeling of him. Jeremy watched, reveling in the pleasure he was giving her and urged her on. Tasting the skin on her neck and running his hands through her hair until he felt her spin out of control. Kat went ridged, a silent scream escaped her lips before waves of pleasure crashed over her. Her pussy griped Jeremy like a vice, squeezing him until he could no longer contain himself. With one final dive inside of her, he came with a heady groan of satisfaction. When Jeremy was finally able to move again, he rolled over, pulling Kat with him until she was settled and snuggled into his arms. He brushed away the hair the clung to her sweat covered forehead and kissed her with a smile, only to find she had gone into a comatose like state. The Boy of Summer Ch. 03 Sorry for the wait everyone! I've been so busy with work and school, but here it is! Enjoy the next chapter. And thank you so much to my lovely editor! The Boy of Summer Ch. 03 "See, no more coffee smell, only milk and honey," he said as he bent his head and nibbled at her shoulder, tasting her. "Mmmm," was Kat's only response, whether it was a confirmation or a sound of satisfaction, he didn't know. Jeremy's hands trailed down further, seeking her hot center, longing to make her relax completely. He reached her folds, finding her already hot and wet. One finger traced over her outer lips and then inside, spreading her and teasing the edges of her clit. "Jeremy," Kat said with a breathy whisper. "Hmm?" "If you continue, I don't think I'll be able to support myself." "So don't. I've got you, just let yourself go." Kat relaxed into him further, letting the arm around her middle support her. Her hand reached back and grabbed his neck as he suddenly eased two fingers inside her. Jeremy stroked into her while his thumb paid homage to her clit and he licked his hot tongue over her ear. He felt her hot walls tighten around his fingers, her breathing was strained and bits of nonsense started to fall from her lips. "Come for me babe, come on my hand." His whispered words sent her over the edge; she pulled slightly at his hair as waves of heated pleasure hit her over and over, releasing every last bit of tension from her tired body. When Jeremy was sure that Kat wasn't going to collapse, he shut off the water and led her from the shower. He quickly wrapped a towel around his waist and then set to drying her. Kat wound her hands around Jeremy's neck and nuzzled her head in the juncture of his neck and shoulder, enjoying the feeling of his hands rubbing the soft towel over her sensitive skin. She squealed in surprise when he suddenly lifted her and placed her on the counter. "What was that for?" she asked. "I wasn't sure you could stand on your own while I dried myself," he said with a smile. Kat felt her need for him continue to build as she watched his own hands running over his firm body. "Come here, let me help you with that," she cooed. Handing her the towel, Jeremy came and stood between her thighs. Kat had other ideas and promptly threw the towel on the floor before licking her tongue over Jeremy's chest, wiping away water droplets as she went. She was rewarded with a deep groan as he leaned into her further and stroked his hand over her smooth back. "I thought you were exhausted," Jeremy said in between moans of pleasure. "Not as long as I need you," Kat replied, before pulling Jeremy's head to hers and capturing his lips in a kiss. "Make love to me, Jeremy." Kat untangled herself from Jeremy and turned until she was kneeling, now facing the mirror, offering her backside to him. Jeremy groaned again, catching onto her intention. He trailed a finger down Kat's spine and watched as her back arched with a shiver. He licked and kissed her shoulder as he brushed his firm cock over her waiting wet folds. Kat had always cursed her low counters. She couldn't understand why anyone would build them to only reach the near the top of someone's thighs. She hated having to bend over so far to wash her face, but as Jeremy sank into her from behind, she couldn't help but be thankful for them. Jeremy and Kat's eyes met in the mirror, both were lit with fiery passion as they watched each other. Jeremy moved his eyes over Kat's body, studying where her hands were stretched overhead, braced against the mirror. He watched as her breasts bounced with the rising and falling of her thrusts. Then his gaze moved down to a sight that made him groan; he watched himself sink into her. Seeing himself disappearing inside of her, again, and again mesmerized him. Kat followed Jeremy's line of sight until they were both watching where they were joined. It wasn't like they'd never seen it before, but something about watching it in the mirror made it different. They watched together, their reflected images intensifying their feelings. Kat's slick walls gripped tighter and tighter around Jeremy's surging cock until both of them were thrusting harder and moving together with abandon. When they were both close, their eyes met in the mirror again, watching as the other fell victim to over whelming pleasure. Jeremy shot into her with the flood of his orgasm as Kat erupted around him. After a moment, Jeremy pulled out of her, bringing Kat to lean against his chest. Their eye's met once more as Kat spoke for the first time, "Now I'm exhausted." Jeremy placed a small kiss on her shoulder. "The feeling's mutual."