EroticReverie

Bexley Black

We wait in the line, and it moves fairly quickly, they let people in about 30 seconds apart, to give people time to move through a fair amount, before letting the next group through. 

I don't even speak to Levi as we wait in line. I just stand there, knowing he's watching me, looking at me, waiting for me to look at him. I feel his eyes on me the entire time. I can't stand it. It has every part of my body on alert, so when we're up and I feel his hand at the small of my back to guide me to the entrance I jump and look at him. 

He smiles. "Jumping already ? Were not even inside Bex" he grins. I roll my eyes and swallow hard. I hate. hate. hate scary stuff.  The only reason I ever went in that damn haunted house at 15, was because of Levi. Because he'd asked me to go with him, and because he held my hand on the ferris wheel, and didnt make fun of me for being afraid of heights. 

As soon as we walk in past the dark curtains, the area is pitch black, and we can't even see where to walk. 

"Lev?" I whisper. I jump when I feel a hand on my arm, but realize it's just his, when it quickly slides down my arm, and his fingers lace through mine. 

"Right here Bex" he says, and I grip his hand tighter. 

My heart pounds and I scream when the lights start flashing. Illuminating several faces, that look real, dripping with blood. Fake blood, but I swear I almost piss myself, as I jump to Levi's side, and turn my head into his shoulder, closing my eyes. 

The lights dim and lighten, almost as if the room is breathing and I feel my hand shaking in Levi's as we go through to the next room. The creepy music is getting louder as we move the through the next room, which is full of cobwebs , hanging from the ceiling that, hit your face in the dark, and the way the speakers are set up, each creepy sound comes from a different direction, and gusts of air, blow by our feet, and I jump at the ribbons or whatever it is that makes it feel like something is at your feet. 

"Levi!" I scream for him and pull at his shirt, burying my face in his chest. 

Levi

God I love when she clings to me. I hate that she's terrified, but I love her throwing herself into my arms, or the way she hides her face against me whenever we walk through the haunted house together. 

I wrap my arms around her though. "I got you" I whisper into her head. 

She lets out a tiny whimper, and again, I hate that she's clearly terrified of the dark and all things even remotely scary, but the sound is too precious and I turn her slightly, to walk her through to the next room. 

I'd hate to ever see her in a haunted house with real people. The ones that chase you, or pretend theyre going to grab you. 

There's usually about ten rooms. This one is full of fog, and strobe lights and "bodies" in cloaks that are "flying"  or "hovering" in the room, the lights making them seem like they coming right at you. 

Bexley doesnt scream but she jumps, her one arm hooked around mine.  

After the next room, there's a short "intermission" room, where the lights are dim, and there's a flashing "continue if you dare" sign flashing, with a bunch of dark drapes to the side. 

I pull one of the curtains at our side open, and it's just a black space and a wall, and I can see the outline of a door that probably just leads to the outside. 

"What are you doing?" Bexley hisses in a whisper. 

The people that were behind us, coming into the room, them and Bex both jumping, then laughing at the fact they scared one another. 

"Is it okay if we go?" The younger boy and girl ask. Bex nods and steps aside. 

After they go through. I grab her hand and pull her behind the curtain, and throw it shut. 

"Levi!" she hisses,"What are you doing?" 

"I cant wait any longer Bexley" I say into her ear, as I grab her waist and push her gently, back against the wall, and I hear her gasp.

"Levi" she whispers, and I can only hear it because my face is near hers, the music is too loud for me to hear it if I were pulled away from her. 

"Can I have my kiss now Bexley?" I ask as my hands hold her waist. I feel her nod against the side of my face. 

"Yes" she answers. 

I lift my hand to her face in the dark, we listen to the screams in the other rooms, the shuffle of another set of feet, coming into the room on the other side of the curtain and then laughing and moving onto the next room. 

I lift my thumb over her lips, to feel them, and then lower my mouth to hers. 

I brush my lips slightly over hers, and I smile slightly, when she takes the kiss, not waiting for me to kiss her, she pushes her lips to mine. 

I cradle her head in both hands now, like I've done every year, kissing her mouth, again and again. Slowly, softly. 

Usually, we're allowed only seconds before we hear the feet of the next people coming out towards the exit, but now....this year..we're hidden. We can stand here, and I can kiss Bexley Black for as long as I want. As long as she'll let me. 

I feel the hum of a little moan on her lips as I kiss them and feel her hands on my chest, sliding down and gripping my shirt as I kiss her.

I open my mouth slightly, letting her lower lips fall between mine and I gently take it between my teeth, and feel her hands clench my shirt tighter. 

"Levi" I hear her breathe  my name against my lips. 

One hand goes up into her soft fucking hair, I gently grip in my hand as the other hand on her face, slips to her neck, and rests at the side of it, my fingers, curling around the back of her neck as she leans her head back, letting me kiss her still. 

The music and the screams, and laughter and footsteps that filter though are just background noise, because my blood is pumping hard, and I can hear it in my ears. I run my tongue over her lower lip and then slide it slightly past both of them into her mouth.

Her hand is flat on my chest. She pulls back. 

"I've never kissed anyone else Levi." she admits breathlessly. 

I inhale because, fuck. Fucking, fuck. I wanted Bexley Black. Knowing my mouth was the only one she's ever had on her mouth, made me so fucking happy. But I'd still want her mouth on mine, even if a thousand guys had kissed it. I just wanted it to be mine in the end. 

"Do you want me to stop?" I ask in her ear. I feel her shake her head.

"No" she whispers. "I just...might be bad at it." she says, and I can hear the vulnerability , the tough girl act nowhere to be found as she admits this. 

"You won't be bad it...I promise." I say and lift her chin and kiss her again. Soft and slow again, working back up to her open mouth, taking my tongue, and I was right. She's not bad at it, not at fucking all. 

Her tongue plays off of mine, mimicking what I do to hers and her mouth. She even takes my lower lip between her teeth at one point and I smile and then press my mouth to hers, harder than before. 

I hold her face again, as I kiss her , forgetting that we're even inside of a haunted house, because I can't focus on anything else other than the taste of her mouth, and the feeling of her hands slipping up my chest and around my neck, her chest pressing against me, and the way she pushes her hips into me. 

I groan into her mouth. "Bex" I say, feeling her brush against my dick through my pants, not sure if she even notices what she's doing. 

"Levi" she pants my name into my mouth, and both of our tongues move more wildly as she puts her fingers up in my hair, grabbing it. I groan into her mouth. 

"Bexley" I groan and reach down to her waist. 

"Can I grab your ass?" I ask, not sure why I do,..or maybe because it's Bexley...and I'd never do anything to her that made her uncomfortable. 

"Yes" she pants , so my hands slides down to her hips and behind her, grabbing her perfect ass for the first time. 

Her fingers grip my hair harder and I grab her ass harder, our tongues mindlessly searching each others mouths as she moans into my mouth and I lift her. I slide my one leg between hers, and pull her against my thigh. 

I hear her little gasp into my mouth, and the sexy groan that comes next as she starts to move her hips. Grinding herself on me. 

Bexley Black

Holy. Fucking. Shit.  Levi Remington has his hands on my ass, his tongue in my mouth, and the seam of my black jean shorts, paired with the friction of Levi's thigh wedged between my legs, and him pulling me right onto it.  

I take advantage of it and roll my hips, and hear him groan my name as I do. His hands are on my ass, pulling me against, it, encouraging me. I also don't miss the feel of his hard dick against my hip and leg as I grind him. 

"Levi" I moan his name as he breaks our kiss. 

It's still dark, but our eyes have adjusted so I see him lean back slightly, and his hands pulling my hips, working me against him. I moan as he groans and keeps guiding me, his own breathing becoming heavy as he jerks my hips into him.

I feel the orgasm fucking building inside of me, and it's so, so much fucking better than the ones I build myself, alone in my room with my toys. 

Because I can smell Levi, his cologne, the slight minty taste of his mouth. I can feel his hands on my ass as he rocks me against him. I can hear him as he whispers my name and groans quietly. 

I lean my head back let Levi give me another one of my firsts. 

My first orgasm from someone else.

I shudder, and I cant help the loud moan that comes from my mouth, but Levi let's me come undone. I'm immediately embarrassed as I cum. My cheeks heating in the dark, but unable to stop the jerking of my hips and the cry that comes from my lips. I was too turned on to stop it, not that I wanted it to stop. I just...felt ashamed for doing this. For letting Levi work me like this. 

"Bexley" he whispers my name, as I feel like slipping to the floor into a pool of jello. 

I slip my arm around his neck, to hold myself up and also to pull his mouth back to mine. 

"I'm sorry Bex, I should have stopped" he apologizes. I can only laugh slightly, and hum against his lips. 

"I'm not sorry" I say. "I didnt want you to stop" I tell him, reassuring him that he did not do anything that I didnt want him to. 

He kisses me again and , our tongues move against each others, and I love the way his mouth feels on mine. I love the way his hands slide from ass to my hips, and to my waist as he holds me , then lifts his hands to my face, and kisses me. Soft, and slow, without tongue, just like we did year after year. Soft pecks on my lips, brushing his lips over mine. 

"I can't wait till next year to kiss you again Bex" he says. 

I shake my head in his hands. "Me either Lev"