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Isabelle woke up with a jolt, for what, she did not know. She was stopped from sitting all the way up though by the arm that was wrapped tightly around her and the person that was mostly on top of her. She sighed, exasperated. Really? she thought, does it always have to happen like this? Isabelle sighed again and rested her head back against the pillow, remembering last night.

A smile came upon her face, it had been the best night of her life, minus the whole rogue incident, and the tickling part. She hated being tickled. It was probably the worst thing that could happen to her given by someone else. Isabelle remembered that Jared had tickled her through most of the night and didn't give up. Tears had fallen down her face from laughing so hard after a few minutes but since he had decided to do it for an hour or more, the tears wouldn't stop. She didn't get why someone would want to tickle someone for so long but shrugged. It wasn't her business to know.

Oh great, she thought, now I need to go to the bathroom. She looked up at Jared, hoping that he would wake up soon so that she could go but it just wasn't happening.

Isabelle squirmed under him, pushing against him to try and get him off, but again, it wasn't working. She sighed again before an idea came to her. It may not be the best idea, but it was the best thing that came to her mind.

She started to slowly travel her hands up and down his back, sides, and chest. She felt him shiver and his arms loosened a bit around her. Isabelle smiled, knowing that this plan was working, the only bad thing was that she could feel his friend becoming harder the longer she kept doing this. She brushed little kisses on his head and shoulder and he loosened his arms completely. Isabelle grinned. She pushed him off of her, him rolling down to the ground while she ran to the bathroom, grabbing some clothes on the way, closing it behind her.

She heard him curse out loud when he slammed down on the ground and she laughed. She did her business before hopping in the shower.

Isabelle was in the middle of washing her hair when the curtain suddenly opened. She screamed and tried to cover herself up. When she saw that it was Jared she glared at him and asked, "what do you want?" She then got a better look at him and saw he was standing there in all his naked glory. Oh no, she thought, please don't tell me that he's planning on taking a shower with me.

Jared cleared his throat and Isabelle blushed. She must have been staring too long at him. She looked up at his face and he told her, "well, you did this to me, making me become all excited. I figured it was only right I did the same to you. Besides, you should be punished for pushing me off the bed, so here I am." He then stepped in beside her with a grin and turned towards her.

"No! Get out please!" Isabelle begged him turning away from him. She didn't want him to see her, especially like this. What made him so bold as to do this?

"Sorry, no can do. You deserve this," he replied. Isabelle sighed, knowing that there was no way out of this. She knew that she was going to have to deal with this. What was he going to do?

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She continued to wash her hair, seeing no other alternative, her back towards him, when she felt his hands on her shoulders. She shivered slightly but tried not to let him notice that it had affected her. She still didn't want him in here but it's not like she could do anything about it. She felt him press himself against her as he ran his hands down her body. It took all of her self control to not moan as she finished washing her hair. She was done, but she could tell that Jared most definitely wasn't.

He cupped her breast and Isabelle couldn't hold it in any longer, she moaned. She could just feel him smile at her reaction and placed small kisses on her shoulder. He moved towards her mark and when he pressed one light kiss there, it made her instantly wet. What was he doing to me?

One hand played with her breast while the other traveled downwards. Oh no, she thought. She was becoming wetter by the minute the longer he did this, it didn't help that he could feel his friend pressed against her lower back.

His fingers dipped in between her and she instantly moaned at the feeling. He then shoved a finger in her all of a sudden and she moaned, almost dropping to her knees in so much pleasure. He kept her up and slowly pumped his finger in and out of her before another one was joined.

"You're tight," he whispered to her in her ear. She shivered. This was nothing that she felt like ever before, she didn't know if she would be able to handle it. He continued to do it for a few moments, her feeling like she was about to come. "Jared," she moaned and pressed against him tighter. Right when she was about to come, he pulled his fingers out of her and jumped out of the shower, leaving her to sink to the floor.

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"I think it's time for you to meet my parents," Jared told her, "they'll be over in an hour." He then walked out of the bathroom like nothing had ever happened.

What? He wants me to meet his parents? Isabelle shivered, what was she going to do? Especially after he left her all hot and bothered?

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