EroticReverie

LEXI

After he cums inside me again, I’m up off the bed adjusting my bikini and wrapping my robe back around me and tying it as he lies on the bed with his hands on his head.

“Virgins don’t ride dick like that….you’re sure you never had sex before?” he asks and finally lifts himself up and swings his legs off the bed and puts his feet to the floor. I laugh and then stare at the ceiling and tilt my head tapping my chin as if I’m try to recall my past. 

“Hmmmm, pretty sure” I tease and he chuckles and stands. I watch him redress, fixing his belt. 

“So will tonight be the night that you and Caleb…” he starts to ask and trails off.

I shrug and he walks towards me. “I don’t know” I answer looking up at him as his hands slip onto my waist, both of us smiling.

“When will he be here?” he asks and his hands slide behind me to my ass and pull me into him. 

“I have to check, see how far away he is, probably not till later” I say and I can’t help but grin as I feel his hands lifts the back of my robe , so his hands can rest on my ass, his fingers slipping  through the sides of my bikini bottoms and grabbing it. I feel the heat between my thighs rage, and my stomach knots, deep down. I bite my lip. 

“Are you going to fuck me again?”      I whisper with a smile and raise my eyebrow. 

He groans and I giggle as he grabs my ass harder and pushes himself into me.

“I would…If we didnt have to go downstairs for dinner” he said. 

“I’m not hungry.” I say with a smile and tease him. 

He lifts one hand up behind my neck.

“How do you do it?” he asks.

I blink and look at him. 

“Do what?”  Not eat dinner? I think to myself.

“Make every guy want you.” he says. “Even your own Uncle” he says and his eyes are looking up and down my face and stop at my lips as he licks his. 

“Every guy does not want me” I laugh and he silences me with his mouth on mine, and I slip my hands up his shirt and hold onto it, gripping it in my fists as his tongue slips over my lips and into my mouth.

“You don’t see it…..but I do.” he says against my mouth. “I see the way every male looks at you….my own sons..” he says and his eyes look into mine and I shake my head.

“Your sons do not look at me like that.” I say. Knowing it’s not actually true, I’ve noticed it plenty of times, but they’ve never looked long enough, or the way that he has. 

He smirks. “I shouldnt be telling you this….but Trevor has a picture of you in his room” he says with a little laugh. 

I make a face. So? There’s pictures of everyone all over our home. I have a picture of all of us from our vacations on my wall too. 

“Okay?” I say. 

“He keeps it tucked in one of the magazine under his bed.” he says.

I think for a moment, okay keeping a picture of me in a magazine is kind of weird, but then I think about what kind of magazines teenage boys keep under their bed.

He laughs as my eyes open wider, knowing the realization is hitting me.

“Oh” I say with a little laugh. 

“Can’t say I blame him…it’s a hot picture” he grins and kisses my mouth.

“What picture is it?” I ask. 

“It’s one of you on the beach a few summers ago I think. You’re wearing a black one piece, laying on a towel, giving the camera the finger.” he says and I try to recall the memory and laugh because I remember Braxton his year younger little brother actually taking the photo.

“and the back of your swimsuit is riding up,…your cute little ass showing” he grins.

I laugh. “Sounds like you’ve taken a few looks at the picture too” I say at how well he describes the photo.

“I jerked off to it the first time I found it” he admits. I bite my lip.

“Yeah?” I ask and he grins. 

“I knew I shouldn’t have, but it wasn’t like it was the first time I’d ever thought of you like that…and I hated myself for it….” he says and he looks embarrassed, ashamed even. “I don’t even know if you were driving at that point” he says.

I put my hand on his face. I know what he’s saying. I was too young for him to be thinking about me like that. But I wasn’t upset, or angry, or grossed out. 

“I feel like a fucking predator Lexi.” he says.

I bite my lips together to stifle a laugh. 

“It’s not funny” he says. 

“Youre right” I nod and relax my face giving a nod. “It’s not…..but…you never did anything inappropriate to me….so you looked at a picture….so what…you think you’re the first man to get turned on by a girl he knows is too young?” I shrug. 

He looks at me and for he first time since earlier today, I feel like he might regret what we’ve done. 

“Hey” I say putting my hand to his face. “We’re all fucking human, okay? So a picture of my ass in a bathing suit got you turned on…so what?” I say. “Plus..i mean…it’s a pretty good ass”

I feel his chest move as he laughs a little and he looks at me shaking his head. 

“I’m sorry” he says. 

“For what?” I ask and wrap my arm around his torso, bringing my other from his face down to wrap around him as well.

“Maybe I shouldnt have..” he starts and I shake my head.

“Nuh uh…don’t you fucking dare…” I say. “you dont get to take it back….you dont get to take today back…or taint it….because…I loved it….I wanted it….I needed it.” I say and he looks at me and sighs. 

“I just…can’t help it…” he winces. “That’s a lame excuse” he says.

“Well…I know what you mean…so it’s not lame….” I say looking at him still.

“We probably shouldn’t keep doing this..” he says and pulls my arms gently from around him.

Are you fucking kidding me? I think to myself as my mouth opens, But apparently I’ve said it out loud. Because he’s shaking his head.

“I’m not” he says. “Not only should I not have done it….but….it’s too dangerous…I can’t fucking keep my hands of you…we’ll end up getting caught before the week is up” he says. 

I shove at his chest. Maybe the last part is true. But saying he shouldn’t have done it. After he clearly did it, multiple times. What a dick move. 

“How convenient” I mutter and scowl at him and he looks at my apologetically.

“So you take my virginity…then just decide…whoops” I throw my hands up. “didnt mean to do that….” I say glaring at him.. “Did you mean it the…” I tick of numbers on my fingers of how many times he’d been inside me today. “Other times you were inside me?” 

“Lexi…” he starts and I hold my hand up. I can see he’s scared, he thinks I’m going to run downstairs crying about it, that I’m going to tell someone. 

He reaches out to grab my hand and I pull it away. 

“Don’t touch me.” I look at him. “you’re an asshole” 

“I know” he says, agreeing. 

I roll my eyes. Of course he’d agree, and it just pisses me off even more. 

“It’s just not a good idea” he says. 

“Ha!” I laugh. “Again, that thought didn’t occur to you BEFORE you put your dick inside me?”

He sighs. “It did…but…I had to have you” he says. 

“Well con- grat- u- fucking -lations” I hiss. “you did it…bravo” I clap my hands and he rubs a hand over his face.

“Lexi, did you really think we could continue this?” he says. “that i’d be able to keep having sex with you?” 

I glare at him. 

“No, but I also didn’t think you’d make me feel like a fucking whore about it either” I snip. 

“You’re not a whore” he says and I roll my eyes.

“Fucked my Aunts husband…and cheated on my boyfriend…I’m a whore…and so are you…” I snap.

“You dont think I WANT you? that right now I’m not thinking about taking you again?” he steps forwards and my breath hitches. Do it. I think. Fucking do it. Shut up, and do it. 

“But I can’t…because the more I have of you….the harder it will be to stop….”he says and I look up at him.

I look at him and want to hate him, I want to wail my fists against his chest and throw a temper tantrum, even if I know he’s right, and THAT’S why I’m angry. Not at him, but that fact I can’t have him. Because he has a wife and kids, because he’s my uncle, because my dad would likely murder him, because Caleb, my boyfriend. 

“I don’t want to stop” I say looking at him, as if he’s going to give me a say. 

“I don’t want to either Lexi…but you KNOW we have to…god I dont want to stop…..you have no idea how much I don’t want to…” he says.

“I think I have some idea” I say quietly and look down at the floor and curl my toes against the floor. 

I sigh and look back up. “Whatever” I say after a few moments of silence. I look at him and he’s almost frowning. 

“can I at least kiss you one more time?” I ask as I step forward and place my hands on his chest. He places his on mine and stops them from sliding up behind my neck. 

“We know where that will lead” he says looking at me. 

And fuck. I feel my eyes start to burn, because now I want to cry. How can I finally get something I’ve wanted so bad, and get it taken away the same day?

“Please” my voice cracks and the tears pool and he looks at me and his face shows hurt too, but maybe only because he sees the tears threatening to spill.

“Don’t do that….don’t cry.” I hear his voice coated in pain as he pulls me to his chest and wraps his arms around me and hugs me to him. I feel the tears spill out. It’s not fair. It’s wrong. But it’s still not fair. I can’t imagine anyone making me feel the way I’ve felt today, and I don’t just mean the life altering orgasms. 

I pull away. 

“It’s fine” I shake my head and wipe the back of my hand across my cheek. 

“Lex” he says quietly.

“Really…it’s fine….you’re right….we shouldnt have done it…” I say and I wipe another tear before it can fall. “and I’m not going to tell anyone..so you dont have to worry”  I blink and roll my eyes.

He shakes his head. “I didnt think you would do that.” he says letting me know he trusts me. 

I take a deep breath and nod. “Okay…so…..” I shrug. What do I say? Thank you? Thank you for giving me my fantasy Uncle Mason, had a great day! The sarcasm wants to pour out of my mouth but I just nod again. 

“I’ll see you downstairs” I say and turn and walk out of the room. I don’t look back, and I heard him inhale as if he’s about to say something, but I keep walking, and he doesn’t say anything. I slip back outside, and walk in the other door and through the cabin and go to my room , my cousins all sitting in the main room of our little cabin all eating pizza and wing.

“where were you?” asks Kristen, my little sister. “I looked for you…pizza is here.”

I give a half smile. “I gotta change…be back in a minute” I say as my other cousins continue to argue over what to have on the tv and I go to my room.

I throw my robe off onto the floor and take off my bikini, reprimanding myself in my head as I feel the tears start to come again. I stand up straight and actually give myself a smack to the face. 

“Knock it off” I whisper to myself. I take a deep breath. He was right. This isn’t good. If it feels this shitty now, how much more shitty would it feel after another day…a week…..if we continued this past this week…how would it feel months from now? I nod. At least he found his will power to say no, even if it was after he took my cherry. I wish I could be mad about that. But, I wanted him to take it. I wanted to give him  myself. I always had ever since I started noticing him that way.  I sigh. What a fucking wreck. 

I grab a pair of grey sweat pants, and throw on a white cami tank top, and then a grey sweatshirt with my schools logo on the front. I slip on a pair of fuzzy socks and some slippers and walk back out to the room. 

The younger kids have left. It’s just Trevor and Braxton, Masons kids, and Jagger,  my Aunt Gina’s and Uncle Patricks kid, and his girlfriend Alice, but they’re getting up from the floor and going to the room they’re sharing with Trevor and Braxton. Braxton also gets up but heads to the hall that leads to the larger cabin and Trevor pushes the pizza box towards me and the container of wings. 

“thanks” I say as I sit on the floor at the large round coffee table they were all sitting at , and he sits on the couch on the other side looking at me. 

“what’s wrong?” he asks.

I look up as I lift a piece of pizza from the box onto my plate. 

“huh?” I ask setting it onto my plate, then reaching for a few wings. 

“You’re quiet…and you look…sad.” he says and leans forwards elbows on his knees. 

I shrug. I think I love your father? And he doesnt want me? Would that be an appropriate response? I think to myself. 

“That time of the month” I say with a shrug. 

“Gross” he says and leans back on the couch.

I roll my eyes and laugh a little. You can always count on teenage boys to avoid conversation when it has to do with periods.

I take a bite of my pizza and watch him as he rubs his hands over his stomach and burps. I laugh and then remember what Mason told me, about his secret photo of me. I laugh to myself. 

“Whats funny?” he asks looking at me across the coffee table.

I shake my head and cover my mouth as a I chew. I swallow the pizza. 

“Nothing” i say. He gives me a confused stare. 

“Girls are fucking crazy on their periods” he shakes his head and flips the channel. I ball a napkin an throw it at him. 

“Don’t be a jerk” I say. He laughs.

“It’s true” he says shaking his head. “You’re all psychos when you bleed”

I laugh. “And you wouldnt be? Try being bloated, emotional, cramping and bleedi..”he cuts me off.

“Yeah yeah…you can stop now…” he holds his hand. “I get the picture” 

I laugh I scoot my ass around the table so Im sitting facing the tv too, to his side on the floor. 

I chew my pizza a smirk on my face. I shouldn’t say anything, but I do, Because I need some entertainment, even if it’s only for myself.

“Hey..” I say taking another bite and chewing looking at the tv.

“huh” Trevor responds.

I keep looking forward, with a smile on my face.

“Remember that beach we went to a few years ago?” I ask.

“Which one, we go to multiple beaches every year” he says sounding bored.

“I think it was the Bahamas..” I fish my brain for a memory from the vacation. “the beach where aunt Gina got sun burnt really bad cause she fell asleep…remember?” I say. 

I hear him move behind me. I smile wondering if he’s shuffling because he’s uncomfortable.

“He told you didnt he” he says and I sit up straight and I turn my mouth open full of pizza.

“What?” I say eyes wide. He knows his father knows about that picture?

“Fucking Braxton” he grumbles and his jaw clenches. “He told you didnt he?”

“Wha…” I say stunned. And he eyes me suspiciously. 

“Why would you bring up THAT vacation?”  he says. 

I look at him and crane my neck. “Because it was fun?” I say looking at him and chewing my food and swallowing. 

“You’re lying” he says. 

“No I’m not…” I say shaking my head I lick my lips getting the pizza sace I can taste on them off. I turn. 

“Why? Did you not have a good time at that one?” I ask.

“Shut up Lexi…I know what you’re doing” he snaps. “And dont fucking flatter yourself.” He gives my shoulder a little shove as he leans back.

I laugh.  “What are you fucking talking about I spin around?”

Are we talking about the same thing?

“I’m going to kick Braxton’s ass…..and yours if you keep talking…” he says looking at the tv. 

I climb onto the couch. “Can you please tell me WHY you are going to kick my ass first?” I say. 

He huffs and turns to me. “you’re annoying.” 

I laugh. “What the hell are you mad at?” 

He leans back and throws his hand back over the couch and rests it on the back of the couch. 

“Don’t be a bitch.” he says. My jaw drops. 

“I wasn’t trying to be actually… I just want to know what you think Braxton told me…because he hasn’t told me anything…and now you have some little secret…and I want to know it” 

He looks me up and down, his eyes narrowing. 

“If you dont know, then im not telling you”  he sucks his teeth and licks them and turns his head. 

“Pretty please” I hold out my pinky “I wont tell anyone I swear” I smile and he turns his face back to mine. 

“I know you know!”  he says frustrated. 

“I know what?!” I exclaim and slap my hands on the couch. 

“About the fucking picture” he snarls and turns his head. 

I bite my lip. I do know. But Braxton didn’t tell me. 

“What picture?” I ask. 

“Shut up Lexi” he warns. 

“Trevor…im serious I dont know anything about a picture…and Braxton has never told me anything…other than he time you peed your pants on the roller coaster when we were all like 13″  I say. 

His head turns. “I did not…piss my pants”  he growls and I  laugh at the look he gives me. 

“Okay” I nod. “Mister piss pants” 

He flys over me and I squeal as he breaks into our typical wrestling match. I immediately start laughing. 

“Tell…me…about the…secret….picture”  I say in between laughs and trying to push him off me.  “tell me..piss pants” . I scream as I laugh and start to lose my breath because I am laughing so hard. 

“Youre gonna make me join the piss pants club….stop!” i yelp. This has him laughing now too and he doesnt let up and keeps going and I squirm. He stops and pins my arms above my head so I cant attack him back while he catches his breath. 

I pant out of breath and still laughing. I look up at him, and I start to wonder if he’s thinking about that picture right now, when he’s on top of me like this. 

“Tell me” I say and push my hips upward nudging him and he looks down. I do too and my hoodie and tank top have risen , leaving my stomach bare. I see him swallow and then he looks back up at me.  Our wrestling matches have never led to the feeling I feel now as he looks at me, but usually other people are around too. 

“Tell me” I say again and I feel his hands loosen around my wrists and he pushes off me and sits back on the couch and runs his fingers through his hair. 

I pull my tank top and hoodie down and sit up.

As I start to open my mouth to tell him to tell me again I shut it because he starts to talk. 

“It’s a picture of you” he says, breathing heavily looking at the tv.

“Used to keep it in my room.” he says, and I wait for him to continue.

“That’s the big secret?” I ask. Pretending I don;t know anything about it.

He leans back and throws his arm over the couch again.

“It was a picture of you on the beach….in the Bahamas….which is why…I thought you brought up that trip” he says and looks over at me, searching for me to give myself away. 

I shake my head. “I have pictures of all of us on the beach too” I shrug. “So what, why is it a secret?” I say

“Are you fucking dense?” he asks. I straighten my back.

“Excuse me? That’s kinda rude” I say.

“He was going through my room, and my shit…and found it last week in my stack of dirty magazines” he says.

“Oh…” I say. 

He looks at me and studies me, and even though I already know this, Im surprised he’s actually telling me. 

“Yeah…he thinks I was using it for….you know…” he says.

“Ohhh” I say and look to the tv, then I look back to him. He’s looking at the tv now. 

“Were you?” I ask.

He turns to look at me. “What?” he asks. 

“Were you…..looking at it…..while….” I make a jerk off motion. I watch his lip tighten and he growls and I can’t help but laugh. 

“bitch” he says and hes ontop of me again and tickling me, and I squeal again and laugh. 

“Piss pants, do you have a crush on meeeeee?” I tease and he growls and I slip out of his arms and to the floor with a thud onto my stomach but before i can turn over or get up, hes ontop of me and straddling me, his hands poking at my sides and under my arms, back and forth as I squirm and try to push myself up. 

“Piss pants…stop it” I laugh 

“Stop calling me that!” he says and I can hear him laughing when he says it.

“fucking piss pants!” I yell and he turns me and straddles me now as I lay on my back.

I stick out my tongue. “Piss pants” I say and he’s just looking down at me. Both of our breathing heavy again. 

He’s looking at me again, like he wants something, wants me. He licks his lips.

I inhale and feel myself shiver on my exhale. 

“you cold?” he asks quietly. 

I shake my head. 

A small smile tugs at one side of his mouth and he leans down. I inhale, and hold my breath. 

“you WISH you were hot enough for me to jerk off to” he says quietly only inches from my face. 

He grins and I narrow my eyes. What a dick. I go to move and sit up to try and push him off me. Trevor pushes me back down by my shoulders.

“Get off me” I say. I don’t need to be rejected by another Carter male today. 

“No” he says, as he slides a hand from my shoulder up my neck and behind my head as he leans down.

“Did you want me to kiss you just now?” he grins. 

I shake my head. He lets out a small laugh. 

“I think you did” he says. 

“Get off me Trevor” I say looking at him and pushing at his chest. “Now” 

He smiles and sits up and unstraddles me and moves back up onto the couch as I stand up from the floor, I look down at him.

“I’m not the one jerking off to pictures of my cousins” I say. Because it’s all I can think to say. 

“I can give you one of my best photos if you’d like….no charge…you might need it now…” he says with a grin. 

“Fuck off” I say and leave the room to my bedroom and slam the door, hearing him chuckle to himself as I leave. 

I text my boyfriend Caleb. “Where are you?” 

If he doesnt get here soon, I might end up throwing myself at every of age male in my family, cause apparently that’s what I do now. I throw myself onto my back and growl. I think of Trevor ontop of me, of his father…inside me. What the hell. Both of them want me, but don’t want me? I groan. thank goodness there’s no blood relation between me and either of them.Uncle Mason married into our family. And my Aunt Rey, his wife, was adopted by my Grandma. So, at least I didnt have that to worry about, but it still didnt help the fact my pussy was getting wet for my relatives, whether they were of blood or not. I groan and roll onto my stomach. 

“We’ve got like 20 minutes babe, be there soon. can’t wait to see you” he types. 

I sit up and walk over to the dresser in my room and in front of the mirror and take my hair out and brush it. I throw it back into a pony tail and go to walk back out of my room ,opening the door and Trevor is standing there hand in mid air about to knock. 

I look up at him and begin to seethe. 

“what do you want?” I ask with a tone in my voice that lets him know I’m angry. 

He steps forward and backs me into my room.

“Trevor stop it “ I say going to walk around him and his arm catches me at my waist puling my back in and he shuts my door.

“what are you doing? stop it” I say and twist out of his arm and look up at him. “Your games, suck” I say and shove him and go to walk to my door again but he grabs me again, this time by the back of my hoodie, pulling at the fabric from the middle of my back. 

“Knock it off” I say as he spins me to him and pulls me to him. I look up at him my lips tight, and I can feel my cheeks heat with anger.

He smiles. 

“get out of my room” I tell him. “Now” I say firmly and shove at his chest. 

“I’ve lost count” he says. 

I look at him as if he’s talking a foreign language I dont understand. 

“What?” I say annoyed and look up at him.

“Of how many time I’ve jerked off to that picture” he says quietly and I freeze. what the hell. What the hell is he doing, what the fuck is this game, him and his father truly fucking suck right now. 

“that’s great” I say and push him off me. “I dont care” 

“I cant kiss you Lex.” he says as I pull away. 

“Obviously” I say and gesture toward the door. “nobody asked you to…now go”

“I was honest….I told you about the picture….now it’s your turn to be honest….” he stares at me and steps forward again and I look up at him.

“what? what the fuck do you want?” I say

“Tell me the truth.” he says

“About what?!” I ask irritated. 

“Did you want me to kiss you out there…on the floor?” he says with a small smile. 

I glare at him and huff, and then roll my eyes and cross my eyes. 

“Maybe” I say. He cocks his head. “Fine…yes…I did….I dont know why….I just…I dont know….horomones I guess” I shrug. 

“They say girls get really horny on their periods” he says and I look at him 

He steps closer. His hand goes to my waist and my crossed arms fall.

“Are you?” he asks his hands sliding up until the touch the bare skin at the top of my sweat pants above my hips, my body shivers again feeling his rough hands on my skin. 

He leans down and puts his head on the side of mine and whispers in my ear.

“Do you get horny enough to let your own cousin touch you?” he says and I tremble as his fingers slip up further pulling my tank top with them. I can only breathe, I can’t find my words. Shit. What am I doing. This is…..I am…I lose my train of thought as his mouth kisses below my ear and down the side of my neck. 

“Trevor” I whisper and his hand slips up further and further until theyre at my breasts. I whimper as his thumbs pass over each erect nipple and kisses back up my neck.

“I guess I have my answer” and I can feel him grin against my ear. I bite my lip as he grabs each nipple between his thumb and pointer fingers and pulls gently. I gasp and he smiles pulling away slightly.

“Caleb is coming..” I say as he lifts my sweat shirt off of me, my tank top still on, he half smiles at me and looks down.

“they dont look like they want to wait for Caleb.” he says and he pulls down the front of my tank top and lowers himself, and before I can protest Trevors warm mouth is on my right nipple, and his tongue pushes over it and I moan.

I hear him groan slightly and then his hand is over the front of my sweat pants, cupping my pussy through them and rubbing. I squirm where I stand and I curse. I hear Trevors slight laugh and he lifts his head.

“I cant believe you’re still a virgin” he says looking at me, I look in his eyes and his hands slips up from my pussy, and both of his hands are on my tits.

Was. I want to say. Was before you father took it this morning. 

“If Caleb doesnt want it….” he grins. “I’ll be more than happy to help”

Of course you would I think to myself. That seems to be the thing the Carter men want. My virginity. But one already got it. 

“He does want it…” I say. 

He smirks. “Then why havent you given it to him.” he asks 

“I’m going to……tonight” I say and he raises a brow.

“Well…..” he says and pulls up my tank top. “I’m jealous.” 

I look at him and swallow hard, and hate the way my pussy is soaked right now, how I seem to be a fucking perverted little slut who can’t seem to stop hooking up with her relatives. I insult myself in my head, thinking it will help. 

My phone rings and it doesnt really register with the way Trevor’s eyes are burning into mine. 

“Phone” he nods towards the bed and I snap out of it and turn. I look and see it’s Caleb. I turn and grab the phone and answer.

“Hello?” I say my voice slightly shaky.

“Hey babe” Caleb’s voice comes through , and as he starts to talk, I feel Trevor behind me, nudging his nose into my ear, his hands on my waist again, pulling me into him and I can feel his dick against my ass. My breath hitches. He whispers quietly in the other ear not occupied my boyfriend telling me he’s half a mile away.

“Tell him to hurry” Trevor says quietly and I feel my nipple tighten as his breath fills my ear and his teeth grab gently at my earlobe, then his kisses right below my ear. 

I whimper slightly as I lean my head to the side where Trevor’s mouth is, trying to tease me. 

“Kay, I’ll meet you out front” I say and end the call and throw my phone on the bed.

“Leave me alone Trevor” I say as he pulls me to him when I try to walk out the door. 

“Kiss me.” he says.

I pull back and push against his chest.

“No” I say and look at him glaring.

A small smile plays at his lips. 

“Just once and I’ll leave you alone” he smiles, taunting me. 

“Trevor stop it” I say and start to walk again, and almost get to my door , but as my hand goes for the knob , Trevor turns me and pushes me against the door, my back slamming against it, and my heart beats fast, pounding in my chest as he looks down at me. His hand lifts to my chin and tilts it upwards.

“Stop” I say quietly, as he pushes up against me. “Please” I tremble with fear, but not fear of him, but fear of how bad I want it. 

But he doesn’t listen, instead he dives to my mouth, immediately spreading my lips with his tongue, his hands grabbing at my waist, and he thrusts, into me, letting me feel his own excitement in his sweatpants. I don’t stop him. I kiss him back and his hands pull me harder into him, and without thinking my leg lifts up over his hip. I feel the grin of his mouth as he holds my leg up over him. 

He bites at my lower lip, kissing me hard, and the scruff on his face, scratches against my mouth as he kisses me so aggressively. I can feel my panties pushing against my wetness as he grinds into me. Shit. I’m in so much trouble. 

“Caleb is so fucking lucky” he whispers as his mouth moves along my jaw to my ear, his hips grinding into me, dry humping me against the wall. 

He grabs my leg and adjusts it, pulling it a little higher so he can grind into me more. I moan feeling his cock push over my clit through our clothes. 

“Fuck” the word escapes me and I lean my head back as he licks down my neck.

My phone rings and I groan.

“Trevor…stop” I say, panting. “Caleb …is…” I whimper as he grinds into me harder pushing my back up on the wall. I bite my lip and he grins at me. “He’s here” I finish.

“Send him back home…I’ll take care of you tonight” he says, and he grabs my other leg and forces me to lift it around him, picking me up now against the wall, I can’t keep my legs from tightening around him. 

“We can spend the whole week…” he grins and kisses me, and I moan into his mouth, his lips softer than his fathers, and his cologne so much stronger. I inhale it as I continue to kiss him. 

“Let me have you” he groans and I feel another sharp dig up into me. 

“I can’t” I whimper and push at his shoulders. “Put me down…put me down Trevor” I say again. “Now!” I say firmly when he doesn’t start to lower me quick enough. 

His hands slowly lower my legs and lets me stand on my own. He sighs with a grin. 

“Have fun with Caleb” he says. “Let him know I got you nice and warmed up” he raises an eyebrow.

I slap his arm and he laughs as I turn, flustered, and walk out of the room.