Not In Commision - Read: Tasting Jeremy 2.0

Chapter Seventeen (17)

Matthews p.o.v

"Bye." Owen mumbled, hugging me tightly and pressing his lips to my pcheek softly before walking out the door with Tyler who I hugged earlier, Owens head was hung low and shoulders shaking.

"We should probably get ready for school." Grabbingme by the waist, Jeremy nudged the door shut with his foot, and led me to my room, handing me clothes and a towel before pushing me into the bathroom. "And hurry because I got to take one too." He popped his lips before turning around and walking down the hall to the den, or so what Im guess.

Stripping out of my pajamas I let the dirty clothes fall to the floor before turning on the water and stepping in. The water at first was too hot, until I adjusted it of course. I took time with washing my hair and my body. Stepping out half an hour later I wiped off the mirror and wrapped a towel around my waist, walking out of the bathroom.

When I was in my room I allowed my towel to drop carelessly to the floor. Waiting a while in silence until I heard the knowing sound of the bathroom door close. I couldnt help but let a small pout for on my lips, I thought Jeremy would have came in here and say or at least do something a tad bit sexual but he didnt.

Was he starting to regret getting ith me now? Was I boring him?

No! No! I couldnt have been because he was still here, and plus he was staying with me until Tyler and Owen come back from there get away. Who knows what will happen.

Shaking my head, I finsihed getting dressed before heading down stairs, checking all the cupboards until my eyes skimmed the package of french toast in the freezer. Tyler was trying to hide them from me.

"Dumb move Tyler." I mumbled to myself, pulling the golden box out from the back.

I stumbled all around the kitchen, looking and soon obtaining everything I needed--which was only a toaster and a plate. It only took a minute or two before the frozen toast popped up. I was in the middle of overdosing them with syrup, when Jeremy came up behind me and took the bottle and standing it upright.

"Diabetes is a bitch." He chuckled, reaching over my sides to peel off a piece. His hand disappeared from my vision when he ate the piece. "These taste good." He hummed, moving his mouth along the back of my neck, and stopping right by my ear. My body, on the other hand tensed, I wanted to throw my body back against his and kiss him roughly on the lips, but it wasnt time for that, "But... It would taste way better on you."

Without any consent my mouth opened and I let out a moan, involentarily moving my hips back so I could grind my hips into his groin. Turning around, I pressed my lips to his, tasting the sweet taste of the syrup. Jeremy wasted no time poking his tongue out of his mouth, licking at his lips.

"Jeremy..." I mumbled, placing my hands on his chest and moving away, "I think we should... Wait until like..." I blushed.

"After school or something?"

Dropping my jaw, I punched his arm, "No, you rotten thinker."

"You said it first." He laughed, dodging my punch I aimed at his stomach.

"I did not!" I blushed, "You were distracting me." Turning my back to him, I finished eating my French toast before putting the plate in the sink and motioning for Jeremy to that I was leaving the kitchen.

"Wait, Matt. Can I borrow a notebook and pen?"

Turning around just barely I nodded before running up the stairs to get my bag, and some utensils for Jeremy.

"Ready?" He asked, moving the hair on his forehead back,making it stand in random directions.

Nodding. I grabbed my keys, "you could have used Tyler's hair wax." I told him, not able to stop smiling as we left the house together.