EroticReverie

He laid beside me in bed, obviously not too concerned with the amount of his work that was piling up every second he was with me, and not focusing.  

I reached for my phone.

I smiled reading the waitresses response.

“Oh, I’m absolutely coming. I’m really giddy about it.” she typed. A few minutes after that she had typed.

“I hope you are as well?” she typed.

“Brie texted me” I said as I typed out my response.

Julien rolled over onto his side facing me and slipped his hand over my stomach, a gentle caress that made my skin prickle everywhere. 

“The waitress” I replied , still typing out on my phone my reply.

“Mm” he said and kissed my shoulder. “and?”

“Says she’s not coming.” I lied and felt his hand freeze on my stomach.

I held my smirk. 

“That’s weird.” he said.

“Why is weird to turn down a guy that sexual harassed you at your job?” I ask turning my head and pressing send on the text.

“I am too. Again, I’m sorry about the way he spoke to you. He’s very....blunt, and demanding. I’m glad you agreed to come, just apologize for the way he asked. And if you want to shower before you come, just tell his driver to take you home first. Tom is his driver, nice guy, gay. Likes me better than Julien. By the way, my name is Jenna. How odd, that we’re planning to have sex but I didn’t even give you my name. Sorry, his rudeness might be brushing off on me.”

Julien narrowed his eyes at me as I turned my head. 

“She’s not turning me down. She’s turning YOU down, that’s why it’s weird.” he said.

“How is THAT weird then?” I ask. “She doesn’t even know me.” I say.

“She doesn’t have to know you to want to know what you taste like.” he says, his hand on my stomach slipping down between my legs. I giggled slightly and turned, making his hand slip away from my pussy before he could touch me. He pulled me into him, my back to his.

“Not every woman enjoys girls, and i’m not every girls type that DOES like girls.” I remind him.

“Bullshit” he said and gave me a tiny bite on my shoulder.

“Anyone who doesn’t want to screw you, is lying to themselves” he says. I gave a little laugh.

“Just cause you like screwing me?” I ask teasingly.

“No.” I feel him shake his head his lips brushing my skin and he kisses the spot he just bit.

“You’re the prettiest thing I’ve ever laid eyes on.” he says and kisses the spot again. I bite my lip and smile. A text from Brie pings back.

“Yes. He’s quite forward. I don’t mind it. I also don’t mind showering with you like he requested. My boyfriend is meeting me here. So we can ride together. He’s...very...excited. lol” she typed, back I smirked.

“You little liar” Julien said reading the text over my shoulder.

I giggled and he dug his fingers into my hips and tickled me. I squirmed and rolled over onto my stomach, my side and then my back to the other side of the bed laughing.

“Don’t play with my dick like that” he said and moved over towards me and his hand slipped onto my hip opposite of the one closest to him and he kissed my bare breast right on it’s nipple. I giggled and watched him continue to do so.

“Mmm” I purred my hand falling with my phone to the bed as I watched his mouth cover every inch of my breast with soft kisses, then go back to my nipple as he looked up at me.

“I can’t wait to watch you cum on her mouth” he said with a little smirk. His tongue passing up over my nipple, I hissed quietly sucking air through my teeth as it flicked back down and he sucked it gently.

“I can’t wait till her boyfriends dick strains in his fucking pants, wishing he could fuck my girl” he groans.

“Like you wanna fuck his?” I cock my brow and he looks up at me shaking his head.

“Would I fuck her? Yes. Am I going to? No.” he says.

“You want to though.” I add and he sighs.

“Not as much as you want me to.” he challenges.

I bite my lip. “Maybe, I wouldn’t mind as much as you think I would.” I say, going back to earlier, when he told me it’s only what I thought I wanted. That I’d regret letting him fuck another woman. 

“You would.” he says and he moves over me, sucking on my other nipple I moan and arch my back slightly, holding my hand on his head, pushing my breast to his face. He sucks harder and I moan. He pulls at it with his lips letting it slip from his lips and pop back to my chest, and then takes it again, repeating this move, over and over to my nipples is hard, extended. He flicks his tongue over it, and then nibbles it. I whimper and feel my cunt ache.

“god”I moan. 

“Yes?” he says with a smirk.

I laugh slightly and bite my lip. 

“I want your mouth on my pussy” I say. He gives a wide grin.

“What makes you think I care what you want?” he teases, but the words make me more wet. I squirm.

I spread my legs and he looks down at them. 

“Whore” he says quietly , his eyes back on mine. I nod as his hand slips down my thigh then back up the inside of it and he grabs my cunt, holding it, cupping it firmly.

“Say it...say you’re a whore” he groans.

I exhale and moan. “I’m a whore” I lick my lips and he kisses them hard, I moan as his fingers spread my lips and his middle finger pushes over my clit, making my hips jump. 

“my whore” he groans into my mouth.

“Your whore” I pant as his finger slides down and sinks into me. I moan and arch my back.

“fuck” I lean my head back and his mouth goes to my neck.

“every inch of you is mine Jenna” he reminds me, without needing to, because clearly I belong to him.

“not just your body........” he says his lips trailing down my neck to my chest.

“but your mind....” he adds, his mouth finding my nipple again and sucking as he groans and pumps his finger in and out of my dripping cunt.

“and your heart” he says quietly, kissing over my chest. I feel my stomach flip and the heat pool in my belly and between my legs.

“yes” i whisper back , because I already know he has all three. He knows it too.

“you belong to me” he groans , his teeth pinching my nipple making me whimper, as a second finger slides into my pussy.

“i’m yours” I cry out as my hips chase his fingers, bucking as he fingers my dripping hole.

“Say it then...” he says.

“I’m yours” I pant.

“not that” he says and I look at him, and his eyes are on mine.

I realize what he wants me to say and my heart stops, because it’s not ready to give up those words. 

“No.” I say.

“But you do....so say it.” he says with a teasing smile, as if admitting I’ve fallen for him completely are the password to his mouth going any further down. 

“No” I say defiantly. Scowling as I go to push his hand from between my legs, refusing to play his game. 

He laughs and lets me start to roll away facing him, then pulls my hip, pulling me back to the bed. 

“Where are you going? You want your pussy licked or not?” he says. I look at him and glare. He laughs. 

“Fucking spread em “ he says with a smile and moves down between my legs, laying between them as I spread them.

“Such a fucking brat” he says and spreads my lips and drags his tongue up my pussy. I let out a moan as I shiver. I bite my lip.

I grab his head and thrust my pussy against his tongue. 

I won’t say it because it hasn’t even been a week. Because what if this is all a game to him, making women fall for him, making out with their cunts with his perfect fucking mouth, fucking them so fucking good they have fucking out of body experiences, and making them think he’s some fucking god , only to be the fucking devil when he drops them like a bad habit. I moan as his tongue moves faster up and down over my clit, I grind my pussy harder against his tongue and he groans as I hump his mouth, pulling his face into me. 

I won’t say it. I won’t. Even though the way he eats my pussy makes me want to give him everything, those words, along with any other pretty little thing he wants me to say, and anything else he could use to break me apart. 

The sound of his hungry mouth eating my pussy, his wet mouth on my warm drenched cunt, his tongue licking me from hole to clit, over and over, and then sucking my clit as his two fingers find their way back inside me, pumping me hurriedly, silently begging me to cum for them, for his mouth, for him. 

“Jesus” I cry out and arch my back. “thats so fucking good” I cry out loudly and lose my breath a moment as I start to cum.

He fingers me hard, his tongue lashing over my swollen clit, I tremble and fall apart, crying out, wanting to actually cry, because it’s like he knows every secret to my body, knows just what to do to make me lose my fucking mind. 

His mouth encompasses my pussy, sucking, licking wildly, his fingers still fucking me, begging for another orgasm, granting his wish and my own, when he gives me a gspot orgasm next. Making me cum, squirting on his fingers, he doesnt pull them out, but instead keeps fucking me as I writhe on his bed, panting, begging him to stop. Except I’m not begging him to stop, because I can’t even speak he has me cumming so hard. 

I cum a third time when he keeps fingering me. I scream out when he slides his fingers out, my entire body shaking and he slides up, between my legs, his cock slipping in, and he starts to fuck me, pounding me. 

I grab onto him , crying. fucking crying as he goes faster, harder, making me cum again. I dig my nails into his back as my body shakes violently and I whimper. He leans down over me, slowing himself and he grabs my mouth with his, and kisses my whimpering mouth as he fucks me slowly now, and I still shake, my mouth trembling against him, my shaky breaths against his mouth. 

“You’re crying” he says softly and his mouth moves from mine and he kisses my cheek as his cock slides in and out of me. 

“I hate you” I breathe. This makes him laugh a little, but I keep crying. I’m overwhelmed, I can’t fucking handle it.

“Not exactly the words I was hoping to hear, ...one off actually” he grins and kisses my lips. Propped on his elbows, holding my face looking into my eyes, his hips keep going.

“I  REALLY hate you” I say, and bite my lip as cock slides in and out deliciously slow, making my back curve, my ass press into the bed and I’m going to fucking cum again. 

“show me how much you hate me, by cumming all over my dick again” he teases and my tears stop as I look at him , cumming again. He groans, and I can tell he’s cumming with me this time. Filling me as his hips dig into me, jerking into me as my mouth drops open, panting heavily as I cum for ...who the fucks knows what number he has me on...I’ve lost count already.

“fuck” I cry out as I tremble, my legs shaking around him as I wrap them to him and pull him to me, kissing his mouth passionately.

“i can’t say it Julien” I tell him. “Don’t ask me to” I whisper against his lips.

He breathes heavily, his body relaxing over me, laying on me, he kisses my cheek again. 

“you CAN say it....you won’t” he corrects me.

I shake my head. 

“What are you afraid of?” he asks looking at me.

“Of how much it will hurt when you get tired of me.” I say.

“Impossible.” he says.

“What about when I’m 50? When I’m wrinkled, and you’ve got a hot new secretary, and you’re bored with me, because my pussy just isn’t the same since it’s popped out 4 kids” I say rambling about my future fears.

He only smiles wide.

“What? It’s not funny!” I say.

He shakes his head. “I’m not laughing, I’m just smiling, because...I’ll think your hot as fuck no matter how fucking old you are....and i’ll kiss every god damn wrinkle you get....i probably will have a hot new secretary .....but nobody will ever get my dick as hard as you’ve fucking made it.....and the fact that you’re already imagining letting me put a baby in you...” he grins wide. “Four babies to be exact”

“Shut up” I say.

“You’re so romantic Price” he says sarcastically.

“I’m serious...you will not still love me when I’m wrinkled....and you WILL fuck the secretary...all guys fuck the secretary” I say looking at him.

“So you’re angry at future me, that’s going to hypothetically cheat on you? ...So you’re the kind of girl that’s gonna get angry when I cheat on you in a dream then too, huh?” he smirks.

“Probably!” I yell. He laughs and shakes his head, and I laugh a little too at how ridiculous I am.

“You make me crazy!” I say in my defense.

“The feeling is fucking mutual.” he says. 

“And I WILL love you when you’re wrinkly. because you’ll be the mother of our four children” he says partially teasing.  I blush. 

“I’m a woman, okay, I’m automatically programmed to imagine the future with a guy when I sleep with him more than once. Don’t be flattered.” I say and he laughs.

“God damn.” he laughs and shakes his head. “You’re an ice cold bitch Price” he says half joking. “I’m still inside you ya know? And you’re killing my ego like this?”

I give a little laugh. I wrap my arms around him. 

“I don’t hate you.” I say looking at him.

“I know.” he smirks. “But I love when you smash my face in the pussy like you hate me.” he grins.

I bite my lip. 

“go do some work” I say.

He laughs, kisses me and whispers on my lips.

“I hate you too baby...” he says and kisses me softly again. “So fucking much.”