War for Love: A New Battle Rages

CH 8: Waterfall Views

**Gia's POV**

Three nights ago, Jeremiah and I played a game. I haven't been able to calm this need in between my thighs since then. My body feels like it's on edge every time he is around me, anticipating if he will ever touch me again. Waiting for it, begging for it. God, I want him to, but I don't want to seem desperate and ask. Who am I kidding? I'm practically panting for him like a dog in heat. If I'm not careful, I'll end up waving my ass in the air begging for him to put me out of my misery. Oh, but I know the ecstasy that he would give me would be well worth the embarrassment.

What I didn't know was that the game would extend past that night. Jeremiah is careful with his movements when he is around me. A small touch on my lower back when he walks behind me. A light brush on my shoulder when he is reaching right above me in the kitchen. It is always just enough to keep me wanting, but never enough to satisfy me. This morning he wiped my bottom lip with his thumb during breakfast, and then sucked on it. A deep hum of approval vibrated in his throat, and I swear I swiveled my hips in the chair trying to find some friction. All the while, a sexy grin at the corner of his mouth let me know he was winning once again.

This man is tormenting me every minute of the day, and the sick part of it all... is that I'm enjoying it. I am usually more competitive, but I wouldn't mind seceding to my worthy opponent as long as I come undone in his hands again. I want to continue the fun of tempting one another, but I also want to feel his hands and mouth on me. He hasn't even kissed me since that night, and f**k I love the way he makes me melt into him. There needs to be some kind of rehabilitation center for this kind of obsession, because I have got it bad for Jeremiah Moretti. If he teases me one more time, to hell with my pride.

"What do you want to do today?" Jeremiah asked when I walked into the living room. He sat on the massive couch, seeming so comfortable and confident. His eyes looking at me closely, almost daring me to tell him what I really want. "We haven't really explored much, is there something you want to do? We can take the boat back to Barcelona and shop or hike a little here on the island."

"It's a beautiful day," I looked outside and saw the sun shining and the trees swaying with the wind. "Let's go for a walk, maybe we can talk a little more."

He smiled, but there was something behind his eyes that let me know there was an ulterior motive. Jeremiah had me on my toes again, wondering what he had planned for us. "Wear a swimsuit, there is a beautiful waterfall I want to show you." As I turned towards the master bedroom, his deep voice called after me. "Not the green one. My restraint is at its peak with you." My heart hammered inside my chest, so it isn't just me feeling this?

As I closed the bedroom door behind me, I couldn't help but think of what would happen if I pushed his restraint. I don't know him well, but I can tell in his voice it was a warning I should pay attention to. But where is the fun in that? He didn't want the green two-piece. That's fine. I had a better one in mind, and technically I did what I was told. I checked myself in the mirror, and almost changed, but decided that it was time to give Jeremiah a taste of his own medicine. I covered up with some denim shorts and a simple tank top. He would be none the wiser.

Jeremiah headed out towards the garage, and I was surprised to see that the garage had some toys that I couldn't wait to use! There were two four-wheelers, a dune buggy, and a few dirt bikes. Jeremiah started putting our bags in the dune buggy, but I really wanted an excuse to touch him. "Can we take the four-wheeler?" I smiled at him and tilted my head, trying my best to flirt. He hesitated for a moment, probably figuring out my plan. "Please? I've never been on one before."

I could see the wheels in his brain turning, and then he smiled. "Sure, but you're driving." I opened my mouth to object, but he wouldn't let me. "Get on, Gia." Oh, I want to get on something! After I was settled into the driver's spot, and he was done strapping down the bags, Jeremiah climbed on behind me. He scooted forward, and I felt him flush his body to mine. He leaned forward, his lips at my ear as he pointed to what everything was and does. "Understand?" I shivered, feeling his hands rest at my waist and his grip tighten. "Answer me."

"I understand." I barely breathed out, mentally scolding myself for panting out loud the way I did!

"Good girl. Let's go." I felt his smile behind me, his hands moving to my thighs for a little squeeze before returning to my waist.

The garage door opened, and I felt the machine roar to life underneath me. Even though I had never driven one before, I all of a sudden felt the excitement of having fun with Jeremiah. I took it slow at first, not comfortable when I didn't know the route we were going. He pointed to a clear path just on the side of the house and told me to follow it, and he would tell me when to stop. Throughout the drive, I became more comfortable and would increase my speed just a little here and there. I couldn't stop the huge smile that made my cheeks hurt. I never knew Jeremiah had this side to him, but I love it. I love the possibilities that come with it.

"Having fun?" He called out. I could only nod enthusiastically in response. I felt his grip tighten on my hips, his breath fanning my shoulder. Instinctively I slowed down, not wanting to have an accident from being a little distracted. Jeremiah's hands were rubbing up and down my thighs, my hips, then squeezing my waist. "I'm having fun too." I felt his teeth nip my ear lobe, "Pull over, now."

Without hesitation, I stopped the four-wheeler on the path, anticipating his next move. He climbed off, grabbing the bags and turned to me with a smile. "Well, come on. We walk from here." f*****g s**t. He was playing with me again! The urgency in his voice made me think he would at least kiss me! "Are you stuck?" He held back his chuckle by clamping his teeth onto his bottom lip.

Without a word, I followed behind him. 'Oh just you wait,' I thought to myself. 'We'll see who is smiling once we get to the waterfall.' The walk wasn't too far, about seven minutes, and I could hear the waterfall just ahead of us. After we turned a bend, and hopped over a few fallen trees, there it was. "Oh my God." I smiled. "This is beautiful!" I couldn't believe my eyes. I've traveled before, seen waterfalls, but knowing this one was sort of ours, it made it more magnificent than all the rest.

Jeremiah smiled at me, and started setting up a little spot for us at the edge of the water. He put the blanket down, weighed it down with some rocks, and took out a bottle of wine and some snacks. "Would you like a glass?" He held up the wine that he picked for our wedding. I nodded. While he was distracted, I took the opportunity to take off my tank top, and drop it at his feet. His eyes looked up at me and I saw them turn dark and his jaw line clench tight. Next, I shimmied out of my shorts and tossed them next to him as well. "What are you wearing?" Jeremiah swallowed hard.

"Not the green one." I smiled, and gave him a little turn. I dressed in my black two-piece swimsuit that had way more cleavage, and the bottoms showed all of my ass. Walking towards him, I grabbed the wine glass from his hand and found some courage. "If you don't like it, you can always just take it off."

"Careful, Gia. You're tempting a starved man." His dark eyes swam with desire and I could see him holding himself back.

I sipped my wine, turned my back to him, and bent over to put the glass down, giving him the perfect view. "I'm going swimming. You coming?"