EroticReverie

Levi Hawk Remington

I see Bexley's number come up as my phone rings as I slide my keys in the ignition on my way to the club house for our meeting. 

"Hello?" I ask picking up the phone, still a little pissed about earlier when she tried to hurt my feelings and lied to me. 

But my anger completely vanishes when I hear her sniffles on the other end. 

"Bexley?" I say my voice clearly worried. "Bexley what's wrong?" 

"I need you." she croaks. 

"Are you okay, what's wrong, where are you? Are you hurt?" I ask, rambling questions off as I turn the key and throw the car into reverse and back out of the drive. 

"I can't go back there" she cries. 

"Bexley what happened? Where are you, I'm coming" I tell her. 

"Tell me where you are, I'm coming to you." I say. 

"I..I don't even know." she sniffles.

"I just kept driving." she cries and  I grip my wheel. 

"What street are you on? Are you in Saintsville?" I ask. 

She sniffles. "No. I'm in...In Port Fallon" she says and I curse under my breath. But only because Port Fallon is over an hour away. 

"Bexley...." I say calmly. "What happened?" 

"Can you come here?" she asks, her voice shaky and she sounds like she's hyperventilating. 

"Breathe Bex....breathe for me, ok?" I say trying to soothe her, to calm her down. 

"I'm coming to you alright....don't go driving like this...just stay put. Send me your gps location alright? Breathe for me baby" I say calmly and hear her attempt to take slow calm breathes, but her breaths still jump and shake. 

"I'm sorry" she cries. 

"For what? Don't be sorry, what are you talking about?" I ask and am already on my way, driving towards Port Fallon. 

"I was...was a- b-bitch" she sniffles. 

"Bex....please tell me that's not why you're upset." I say.

"It's n-not" she sniffles. "But..I'm s-sorry" she says and I want to wrap her in my fucking arms, cause I can imagine her perfect face soaked with tears, and I never ever want to have to see that. 

"Talk to me while I drive to you, alright?" I say. 

"You can talk about anything baby, just keep talking to me okay?" I say and she sniffles. 

"ok".

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Halfway there she's told me all about her concerns, about how she's worried about everyone, then tells me what happened and why she's upset, and why the fuck she drove over and hour away. I feel a rage I've never felt when she tells me her brother slapped her, and part of me wants to turn around , go back to Saintsville and beat this shit out of Beau for laying his hand on her. 

I make it to the cabin on the lake that she's at in under 45 minutes, speeding the entire way there. 

I look around as I hop out of my car on the phone. 

"Who's cabin is this Bex?" I ask still on the phone with her. 

"My family's." she sniffles. 

"Where are you?" I ask. 

"Around back, I'm coming." she says and I see her walk around the side of the house. 

she's barefoot, in a pair of small black jean shorts and a black tank top, and her long black hair blows behind her slightly in the breeze.

I walk faster towards her and she lowers her phone from her ear and tucks it in her pocket, and I tuck mine into my own pocket as Bexley runs over to me. 

I open my arms and wrap my arms around her as she flies into my arms, wrapping her arms around my neck. 

Before I can say a word , her mouth is on mine, and her fingers are in my hair and I'm just glad to have her in my arms, to know she's really ok, and safe.

"Do they know you're here?" I ask in between her mouth attempting to part mine, she shakes her head, her mouth needy for mine. 

"Does someone there know you're alright at least?" I ask and she ignores me and keeps trying to kiss me. I grab her face and give her a return kiss, letting my tongue push over hers and across her lips and I deepen it, because it's been less than 24 hours, but I fucking miss her mouth. 

I stop her a moment later and look at her. 

"Bex, do they know you're alright?" I ask her. 

She shakes her head. "Fuck them." 

"I mean your mom, or your sister....." I say and she seems to have not even considered this, and I can tell she instantly feels guilty. 

I set her down. "At least text Bri, tell her you're alright." 

she nods and pulls her phone out, shoots off a text and then turns off her phone. 

I grab her face and lift her chin. 

"Did he hurt you?" I ask, inspecting her face, but the only redness I really see are her eyes and the blotchy redness from crying. 

She shakes her head. "Well other than it stung....no" she says. 

"I'm going to kick his ass if your father or Bruno doesn't." I tell her and she shakes her head. 

"I don't want to talk about them." she says. 

"I don't care about them. "she says and I know it's not true but I don't argue it right now, cause it's not the time, she's angry, she's hurt, and I hate it. 

"Let's go inside" she says and reaches up, her hands sliding up my shirt and then behind my neck as she pulls me back down to her. 

"I want you on me Levi" she whispers and I groan at her words, but refuse to take advantage of a vulnerable Bexley, but I do lift her and kiss her as I carry her up the steps and open the door to the cabin, and shut it behind us. 

"The room on the right." she breathes into my mouth as I carry her and push open the door to the right. It's a master room, and the bed is made, and I carry her to it and lay her down. 

I can't help but kiss her, hovering over her as her hands slide over my chest, pulling at my shirt, pulling me down closer and my mouth nips her lip, biting gently and her legs wrap around me. 

"Do you have a condom?" she breathes and my eyes go wide and I stop, and lift up. 

"What?" I ask. 

"A condom." she says.

"Bex....we're not doing that right no-"

She cuts me off pulling my mouth to hers. 

"I want you, right now Levi....I don't want to wait anymore...I need you." she whines, and I groan. 

"Not like this Bexley...not cause you're mad at them." I say. 

She groans. "That's not why Levi" she argues and my eyes widen as Bexley lifts her tank up in one swift move and bares her breasts to me. 

Shit. Fuck. God damnit. Every curse is playing in my head as I look down at the most gorgeous girl I know, half naked, and her cute breasts with her nipples already hard and peaked. 

"God..you're perfect." I tell her. 

"I want to have sex with you Levi" she says and I just shake my head in disbelief, fighting my need for Bexley Black as she lays under me offering me the one thing I've dreamed about since the day I held her hand on the ferris wheel and kissed her for the first time in that haunted house. 

"Our first time wont be when you're angry.....or when you just got done crying for an hour." I tell her. 

"please...just fuck me" she groans and pulls up at my shirt and I pull back. 

"Bexley, no" I say and she frowns, her hands freezing. 

"Then why did you even come here?" she says and I'm the one frowning now.

"Not to fuck you Bexley. To make sure you were fucking okay. I came here cause you called me crying and I wanted to fucking make sure you were okay, to fucking be with you, to hold you , what don't you fucking get?" I say shaking my head as I talk to her calmly and quietly. 

"I will gladly have sex with you when it's right.....but it's not right....not right now....and I just want to fucking kiss you, and hold you."  I tell her and her eyes water. 

"I don't want to go back there Levi" she says her lower lip trembling. 

"I know" I say and lift a hand to her face and lean down and kiss her softly and then lay beside her and pull her into me, cradling her head against my chest. 

I stroke her soft , silky hair as she sniffles. 

"Just breathe, and try to relax." I whisper into her hair , even though my own mind is racing with all the crazy shit that's happening. I hold Bexley and find myself hating the club, the life that goes with it. Wishing I'd never patched in. 

When my phone rings I reach into my pocket and take it out and look at the phone cursing. 

"Shit" I mutter, my brothers name on the screen. The club meeting. Started 15 minutes ago, and I'm not there. In fact I'm an hour away, laying, holding the daughter of the "enemy".

"What is it?" Bexley lifts her head as I switch my phone to silent and tuck it back in my pocket. 

"Nothing, just my brother." I say and she rests her head back to my chest, and curls up into me. 

Laying there I wonder what bullshit story I can spin when I get home later, as to where the fuck I was and what I was doing.