EroticReverie

Bexley Black

"See you tonight Baby Bex" Levi's DM on my insta says. I roll my eyes, not even bothering to respond. It frustrates me that he's so sure i'll be there. Maybe because I will be, because I've been thinking about it all damn week. 

The vibrator I hide in a box in my closet , has needed several recharges this week.  Don't judge, I'm an eighteeen year old virgin that has only been kissed by one guy ever, and that guy just happens to be the hottest guy I've ever seen.  So hot that it pisses me off, nobody should be as hot as Levi Remington. Nobody. 

I wear black shorts, and a black halter top. Which my brothers argue with my parents that I shouldn't be wearing. My mother just gave my brothers a stern look, and told them to mind their own business. 

"She's 18...let it go" She said when they said I was too young to wear something so "Revealing". It wasn't my fault I had D cups, they'd have to blame my mom for that gene. 

My sister Brianna and I, both rode with our brothers on the back of the motorcycles, Brianna on my oldest brother Bruno's, and me on the back of Beaus. Bruno is 22, and Beau is 21, and both , just like any other male born under any of the men in the "CLUB" , they became part of the Saints of Black, at 18.  My mother hated it, but had little defense when it was their father who lead the club. 

Once at the fair, Brianna and I, met up with some kids from Saintvilles as well as Hyland. There was never tension between the people of Saintsville and Hyland, there was only tension between the Motorcycle Clubs. For the most part, each group kept to themselves, although the teens and early twenty somethings of each club, often meshed at certain events, never really causing problems. 

I hated how much I kept searching the people around me for Levi. It was only 5pm. I knew he didn't usually get her till later, but I couldn't stop looking for him. 

After hanging out, eating my weight in shit food, and miraculously not barfing my brains out on rides, I sat with Brianna, a few of our friends and Tobias, the 18 year old in my dads club. 

When Tobias asked to try my ice cream, I offered it to him, but then smashed the soft serve cone with rainbow sprinkles right in his nose and mouth. 

The surprise on his face made me laugh, and he narrowed his eyes for a moment and then just shook his head and laughed with the rest of us. 

Tobias and I always harmlessly flirted, nobody really ever said anything, because to date the daughter of your Club Leader, was a definite death wish. Plus Tobias never got out of line, his flirting wasn't raunchy or suggestive, it was friendly and harmless. Tobias, in my opinion, was Saints of Black material. He was too good. Too nice. I'd never say that though, because I know he already had trouble proving himself to the guys, being that he was brand new to the club. 

Brianna nudged the side of my foot with her own sneakers, and I turned my head as Tobias was wiping the ice cream from his mouth and nose with a napkin. When I saw my sister nod her head to the side casually I followed her direction and looked. 

Levi, and his brother Ricky who was my age were headed over. And jesus christ, Levi looked, ...there were no words to describe how good he looked. 

He was wearing dark blue jeans, and a black muscle tee, showing off the tattoos he'd acquired over the past few years. I couldn't see it, but I knew across his chest was the giant hawk all of their guys got tattooed after their first year with the club. His almost shoulder length, blonde/brown hair was pulled back into a knot at the back of his head. 

Brianna my sister giggled. I'd told her about our first kiss the very night it happened. She had no idea we shared a few more every year since then. But she knew I had a crush on him, or, whatever it was I had for him. It was obvious to her, because we were so close, oh that AND she found my diary once and read it.  I never wrote in my diary again after that.

"Hey Bri, hey Bex" Levi says casually, with a slight smile. He nods to our friends and then to Tobias who is just finishing wiping his face. "Tobias" he nods a hello. Tobias nods one back.

"Hey" he says in greeting and then Tobias nudges me and I break my gaze from Levi and look to Tobias. 

"I'm getting you back for that you know." he says. It takes me a moment in my Levi induced haze to realize what he means and then I laugh. 

"Yeah, sure. We'll see about that." I say teasing and then giggle and Tobias laughs and then I look back to Levi, who is just staring at me, smiling. His brother talking to my sister and her friends. 

Levi sits on the other end of the group, talking to a few of the girls my age, who make no attempt at hiding their shameless giggles at literally everything Levi says. I roll my eyes. 

After a bit, Tobias walks off when he sees my brothers and then Brianna and her friends leave soon after. Leaving me on one end of the long wooden bench, and Levi on the other. 

Levi clears his throat as he scoots down. I turn my head and look at him he only smirks as he moves closer, leaving a good two feet between us. He leans back against the back of the bench, lifting his arm, his hand coming just slightly behind my back. 

"Baby bex." he says when he looks over with his smile, and those damned eyes. 

"I told you not to call me that" I say looking at him. 

He only smirks and I watch him, without trying to hide it, give me a once over, his eyes skimming down , over my top, over my stomach, over my lap and my legs, down to my toes and then back up. 

"You look nice Baby Bex." he smirks, and his grin grows when I glare at him when he uses his nick name for me again. 

"And you look awful." I say. 

He laughs slightly. "I'd be hurt, if I actually believed you." 

"What's not to believe?" I ask, watching his stupid lips curl up, those 'panty dropper blue' eyes looking right into mine. 

"Do you make it a habit to kiss men that you find unattractive?" He challenges. 

My eyes widen and I look around, making sure nobody walking by heard him. I look back at him. 

"Well first of all, you're hardly a MAN " I say, because insulting him is apparently the only way I know how to converse with him when his good looks make me go so fucking stupid. 

"Oh baby bex..." he chuckles and shakes his head. He slides closer and I stiffen as he slides right fucking next me, and his fingertips reach around and graze my arm on the opposite side. I shiver when he leans into my ear. 

"I'm very much a man Bexley Black..." he whispers, his voice making my entire body cover itself in goosebumps. "And one day....I'll show you exactly how much of a man I am."  he says. I take a quick inhale and turn to him. 

There's no mistaking exactly what he means when I see his eyes looking at me, and they go down to my mouth. 

"but for now....I'll settle for your kiss." he grins slightly. 

"Bex ?" I hear a female voice and look up and see Maeve, the bartender I now work with at my dads bar, and sister to one of the guys in the club. 

I turn my head quickly and see her standing there, WITH Gunner, her brother, my dad's guy.  Shit. I think. Scooting myself over slightly.

"Oh hey Maeve" I say. "Hey Gunner" I smile. 

"You know um... Levi" I say and tilt my head to Levi. 

"Hi" Levi says, not at all moving from the relaxed position although he did drop his fingers from my arm. 

I see the way Maeve is looking back and forth between him and me. I see the way Gunner is assessing whether or not he needs to report this back to my father. I'm sure he fucking will. 

"What are you two doing?" Maeve asks innocently. Cocking her head. 

"Yeah, why arent you with your friends Bexley?" Gunner asks. 

I shrug. "Levi's my friend"

I see Gunner raise a suspicious eyebrow. 

"We were just talking, everyone was going on rides...I ate too much, so he offered to sit back with me while everyone else went on rides. " I lie. Hoping and praying that I'm not caught in it. 

"Hmpf." Gunner lets out a little speculative grunt. 

"We were actually going to get up and walk around as soon as my stomach settles." I say, placing a hand on my stomach. 

Maeve smiles, and part of me thinks she knows I'm lying. Gunner too. 

"Alright...." she says. Reaching out and patting me on the shoulder. "You two be careful." she says. And I know what she means. So does Liam, even though it's said like any general warning given by someone older. What she means though is "Dont let Liam end up with his hands cut off." 

"Nice to see you Levi" Maeve nods at him and he smiles politely. Gunner and Levi say nothing to each other as Gunner and Maeve walk off. 

I let a breath whoosh out of me and then scoot further away from Levi. 

"Shit" I mutter. 

He laughs. "What's wrong?" 

I look at him as if he's crazy. 

"My dad is going to kill you." I say. 

He chuckles. "For talking?" 

I glare. "For whispering in my ear while stroking my arm , jesus Levi" I say and stand up and he jumps up to follow, shoving his hands in his pockets as he follows me as we walk. 

Levi Hawk Remington.

Am I scared of Moses? A little. Should I be more scared of Moses than I am? Yeah, probably. Will any of that stop me from flirting with Baby Bex whenever I see her? Hell no. 

I smile at the way her ass moves as she walks slightly ahead of me, cursing me out quietly. 

"It's fine." I say. "Nothings gonna happen Bex" I say as she goes off about how her father is going to kick my ass, or pay someone to do it. 

I jog ahead of her and turn to face as I walk backward with her walking toward me. 

"You care about me Bex?" I smirk, teasing. "You care about me getting beat up?" 

She rolls her eyes. "No." 

"Yeah you do..." I say laughing. 

"no I dont" she argues and I laugh and turn, and walk by her side. I nod to a few of my guys, one of them raising a brow in question, seeing that I'm walking with Bexley. I just give a little smile and keep walking along side her. 

As we continue to walk, and she stops to continue arguing, I just turn my head and look to the side, and with a smile look back to her. 

She stops mid sentence, turns her head. She's stopped walking in front of the haunted house. 

When she looks back at me. I gesture towards the gate. 

"After you Baby Bex" I say. 

I see her jaw clench, and I love how frustrated she gets, and the way she rolls her eyes at me as she turns, and stomps to the gate. 

We weave through the metal bars, zig zagging our way to the back of the line.

I just smile as Bexley stands there, arms crossed, pretending she hasn't been waiting all year for this like I have.