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glanced at Zane, noticing that his focus was on something beside me.

That made me frown, and I wanted to smack myself for wanting him to look at me.

We soon finished our lunch. Somehow, Zane and I found other things to talk about. It was okay until we started running out of things to talk about again. I had thought we were going to head to our own homes afterward. However, the former musician had a different plan.

"Do you have any plans for today?" he asked. I furrowed my eyebrows in thought.

"No," I replied. Zane smiled at me.

"Good. I was thinking we should go swimming."

I suddenly felt like Windows 7 running on 250 megabytes of RAM and a CPU of 500 megahertz. That is my way of saying that my brain momentarily stopped all processes.

Ah, the perks of being a computer scientist.

"What?" I questioned. Swimming with Zane...

My mind went back to the last time I had seen him. Zane's shirtless torso had been visible for me to see and it had affected me a lot. I feared that if I saw him without a shirt again, I would lose it.

"There is a river right there," Zane said, motioning to the river that was on my right.

"Zane..."

"You don't know how to swim, do you?"

"I do know how to swim!"

"Well then, what is stopping you from doing so?" Zane asked as he reached his shirt. I went to speak before he did anything else, but I was too late.

He quickly tugged off his gray shirt. Zane had not worn anything underneath, and all I could see was his naked torso. I could only stare at his form. The lighting in the area did nothing to hide his handsomeness. His light pectorals were out, casting small shadows at the start of his defined abs. The muscles of his arms bulged as he moved, and his abs clenched as he bent to reach his trousers. 

Zane looked like a piece of art. I wanted to put frosting on him and lick them away.

The image came into my mind, and I felt momentarily lightheaded. My heart was beating faster, and I felt a sensation in between my legs. It was some kind of throb, and I could have sworn I felt something wet in between my legs.

It made me feel weird.

My eyes focused on Zane as he reached for his trousers. He quickly tugged them off. He was soon left in a pair of white boxers that hugged his thighs and... crotch.

I had to look away before I embarrassed myself.

Seconds later, there was a loud splash.

"Well, are you going to join me or what?" Zane asked as he roamed around the river, looking at me with a daring smile.

I had to act normal. It was just a swim.

With a sigh, I quickly tugged off my own clothes, only leaving the bra and panties I had bought. Out of all the things I expected to do with Zane, swimming was the least of them.

I jumped into the river, the water splashing as I dived in. The water was cold, but it was not cold enough to have me swimming back to dry land. I took my time to feel the river's coolness invade my form, and seconds later, I swiftly got up to take a lungful of air. Wiping the droplets from my eyes, I looked around in search for Zane. I spotted him a few feet in front of me, splashing as he went around the water.

I shrugged, deciding to just have fun. We didn't talk, but it wasn't awkward. We were too busy enjoying the river, laughing as we swam in the water. 

It was honestly the best fun I'd had in a while.

I had been under the water, observing my surroundings. For a moment, I pretended I was Ariel from the Little Mermaid. I didn't dare speak because that would require me to breathe and would quickly deplete the oxygen that was being absorbed into my blood. 

I looked around, noticing that the river was not that deep. It was around the height between two floors, leaving space for someone to kick their legs.

I swam back up, taking another lungful of air.

"Zane?" I called out as I wiped the water from my eyes again. I had gained no answer. I frowned, looking around for the guy. He wasn't up on the water. The only things I could hear were the birds in the air and the flowing river, including the sounds I made as I moved about searching for Zane.

My eyes widened as I thought of the horrible things that could have happened to him. I knew we shouldn't have gone into the river! What if he had drowned?

But then, didn't he tell me he knew how to swim?

Suddenly, something grabbed my leg. Before I could scream, I was dragged back into the water. I looked around with wide eyes, spotting Zane looking at me with a smirk. It seemed like he wanted to laugh. I narrowed my eyelids in annoyance, swimming after him. He quickly went up to the air, and I followed.

"I'm sorry!" Zane yelled as he laughed, not sounding sorry at all. He kept on swimming around as I chased him, splashing water towards him.

"I was worried about you!" I shouted back. Zane kept laughing, still swimming. After a while, I realized I couldn't reach him. He was faster than I was. 

An idea soon formed in my mind. With a smirk, I swam back inside the river. 

I opened my eyes, quickly spotting his legs. I swam towards him, ducking under his dangling feet.

They were being turned sideways, and I guessed he was looking for me.

With a victorious smile, I pounced.

Zane screeched as I jumped onto him. My legs wrapped around his waist for support as he began pushing me. I laughed at him as he noticed that it was me. He gave me a frown, but I didn't care. I still laughed.

Zane rolled his eyes at me with a smile before wrapping his arms around my back. Immediately, the laughter stopped.

I had not noticed the predicament we were in until then. Zane's arms were around my torso, his biceps clenching and pressing onto my sides. My legs were around him, and the heels of my feet were pressing onto the area close to his ass. 

I looked up, staring at Zane's brown orbs. They seemed to have gotten darker. My breath hitched, and I felt undecipherable emotions going through my body.

My gaze turned to Zane's pink lips, and I pictured myself kissing them. 

For a moment, I thought I would slip. This forced me to wrap my legs tighter around his waist. Zane was still holding onto me, and his gaze was piercing my head. I felt heat travel from my form, going to my core. My heart beat faster if possible, and I felt my nipples harden like beads.

It was weird. I only experienced the hardening nipples when I was in the shower. I shifted a bit, suddenly gasping at the sensations that went to my core. Something hot was pressed against my form, rubbing at my sensitive nipples. But how could that be?

I looked down, noticing that I was braless and that I was shamelessly pressing my breasts on Zane.

 

A.N: The next chapter is Rated R. Skip to Chapter 18 if you wish :)

 

Chapter 17B

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Author's Note: This chapter contains scenes of sexual nature. In fact, this applies to every chapter that will follow with a 'B' in it. Please skip such chapters if you feel uncomfortable with such themes. Enjoy!

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At the moment, I felt my nipple pebble further against Zane's flesh. The light hairs on his torso were not helping matters as they continued to tickle the tips. 

I felt myself blush as I looked up to stare at Zane. Much to my surprise, he seemed to be frozen. In fact, he was looking at me with his brown orbs having darkened. There was a strong emotion in them, and the only moments I had ever seen that was when he was angry or passionate about something.

Oh crap. Was he going to yell at me?

That thought had me worried. I mean, I wouldn't blame him. What kind of person doesn't tighten their bra around their boobs?

I bit my lower lip as I thought of what to do. Hopefully, we could make the situation less awkward than it already was. 

I heard a tortured sound, and that had my eyes snapping to Zane. He was in the process of moving his head towards me. 

I was not prepared for the sudden contact of his lips on mine.

I gasped on instinct just as a sensation that felt like electricity began running through my form. For a moment, I felt goosebumps on my skin. My body felt suddenly hot even though we were in the river. It spread everywhere, making me aware of every part of my body. 

Zane's lips rubbed against mine, the friction delicious and making me lose my focus. He hummed as he continued to kiss me.

I was surprised by what was happening. A part of me urged to push him away, but most of my form was busy experiencing his touch.

There was a lot of unexpected pleasure in kissing Zane. It accidentally came out as a moan, and I felt myself blush in response. I decided then to push my thoughts away.

Zane was controlling the kiss, and our lips made light sounds as it continued. 

I earned a groan from him as his arms tightened around me, bringing my form closer to his. The vibrations of the sound spread through my form, and I felt tingles everywhere. I even felt them on my breasts, and with the way they were currently pressed against Zane's chest, it didn't cool down my pebbled nipples. 

Zane shifted me slightly in his hold. My nipples rubbed against his chest once again. It was then that I realized a feeling starting from the pebbled nubs and ending at the space between my legs. 

Zane's hands moved around my form as he kissed me. He caressed my exposed back while his other hand grabbed my ass. He squeezed, earning a gasp from me as he urged me forward, trying to bring us closer as if there was space left between us. I had no option but to press myself against him, gasping when my nipples trailed against his hard chest and moaning when I felt something hard press against my crotch.

Zane continued kissing me, his lips touching mine and molding as if it were a puzzle piece. His hands moved higher, and it didn't take long for the fingers to delve into my hair. His kiss turned hungry, seeking more of my mouth. 

The sensation between my legs increased. My arms tightened around his exposed muscular back.  

Zane continued kissing me, and after a while, I felt like it was not enough. It was as if he knew because I soon felt him opening his mouth. A set of teeth gently bit my lower lip. It had taken me by surprise, and so I opened my mouth in a gasp. Zane took that as an invitation to drive his tongue in.

For a moment, I wasn't sure of what to do. I soon moved my tongue against his,