EroticReverie

*commissioned*

Roman Hudson

"Fuck man....I know you have a little crush on my sister, but get over it dude"  Robert says and I shoot him a glare as he smokes a joint out on the very small balcony off our our living room area. 

I look at him and shake my head. 

"You think I didn't fucking know?" he asks and exhales a plume of smoke. 

"you two were always staring at each other with big ole googly eyes. Didn't think it'd still be a thing though." he says. 

"Boy was I wrong" he says and takes another inhale, holding it a moment before blowing it out and offering me a hit. I shake my head and he shrugs. 

"You're just going to let her hook up with Hunter?" I ask Robert. 

Robert looks at me. "And what's the other option? Drag her from him like she's a kid? She's 20. Like she said...she can do what the fuck she wants." he says. 

I feel my nostrils flare. 

"But he's a fucking womanizer." I argue.

"And she's right, we fucking are too...I mean you can't really argue the fact that she made a good point, that we were no better than him. How can we tell her not to hang out with a guy who is just like us?" he asks and I grumble. 

"He's worse." I say and Robert just shrugs. 

"I just don't think you like the fact her smiles are going to him instead of you. you're angry that a fucking  stranger is leaving her little presents making her laugh and you're not. You're too busy still fucking Giselle and expecting my sister to fall for you?" he asks, and I huff. 

"I didn't think...I dont know...I was worried that you'd be pissed if I made a move...and then I was going to make a move anyways, Giselle showed up...then I took it as a sign....to not mess with Daph." I shake my head at my own stupid excuses. 

"Whatever man. It's probably best you don't at this point, she's obviously into Hunter. " Robert says and I don't fucking like the idea that I've lost my chance. And I refuse to believe I have. 

"I need to go for a walk. "  I say with a grumble. 

Robert waves me off and I grab my keys, and baseball cap, throwing it on backward and go to the elevators and wait, stepping in when it opens and pressing the lobby button.

I grumble when the elevator continues up instead to collect someone else on another floor first. 

I sigh , irritated and angry and then the elevator stops and the door opens and my anger and irritation only multiplies more.

It's fucking Hunter's floor, and the two of them are standing there, Hunter's hands grabbing at Daphne's ass as they kiss, open mouthed as she giggles and pulls on his shirt and then they both break their kiss and turns their head to start to walk to the elevator and then both pause. 

Hunter smirks slightly, and wipes his mouth and looks away clearing his throat and Daphne just looks at me like a deer in headlights, with swollen lips. 

"Thought you were going on a date?" I ask, holding the elevator open by the button. 

Daphne smooths her dress and backs away from Hunter. 

"I was..I am...we are" she says and fixes the strap of her dress.

"Had to make a quick stop up to my apartment...forgot my wallet." Hunter gives me a little smirk, and he knows that I know, he didn't forget his fucking wallet. 

"We'll....catch the next one." Daphne says to me and I release the button. 

"Enjoy your date." I say with a nod and let the doors close. 

I let the side of my fist hit the wall of the elevator as it descends and I am so fucking pissed at myself and at Hunter, and at fucking Daphne. 

----

Daphne Brooks

Hunter laughs as the door closes and paws at my ass again, pulling me into him. 

"Someone was pissed." he says and sucks at my neck and I close my eyes, trying to enjoy his mouth on me but also seeing Roman's face when I close my eyes. He was angry, but he was also hurt. Sad. I feel a slight twinge of pain in my chest, and I feel guilty. But why? Roman made his fucking bed, WITH Giselle, he had another shot with me, and fucking blew it.  

But that backward baseball cap. I groan as Hunter pulls me into the next elevator and grabs my face and makes out with me as we ride down. 

I remember all the times Roman would bend the brim and then put his hats on backwards and I have no idea why that one specific thing drove me crazy about him. 

"Stop it" Hunter groans and pulls back and lifts my chin as I blink up at him, my mouth parted.

"what?" I ask. 

"Stop thinking of that fucking prick while I'm kissing you." he says and lets his tongue slip over my lips and push back in between them. 

"I can't help it." I groan and he kisses me harder, more intense. his tongue forcing me to forget Roman, his hands grabbing at my body hotly, and making my body burn for him again. 

"I'm sorry" I moan into his mouth. 

"You will be, when I tie you up later" he says and I groan and he chuckles into my ear. 

The elevator dings and we step out into the lobby and Hunter holds my hand , grinning at me, lifting it to his mouth and kissing the back of it. 

I stare at him in wonder. In amazement that a guy would take the time to fuck a chick who is obviously invested in another guy. I smile at the gesture of him kissing my hand, and walk with him to the pizzeria a few blocks down.

"I'm starving" I say. 

"Good, cause I'm going to stuff your stomach like I stuffed that pussy." he says and I roll my eyes and slap his arm and he laughs as he opens the door for me and lets me walk in ahead of him. 

We order at the counter, he gets two meat slices of pizza, and I get a cheese along with a veggie slice , we take our sodas and sit down at one of the tables in the casual setting. 

"you look so fucking good" he says smirking at me from across the small table. 

I smile and put my elbows on the table, and then cross my arms over each other, settling my hands in the crook of my elbows.

"Yeah?" I say, batting my lashes and tilting my chin toward my shoulder pretending to be bashful and he laughs. 

"Mhmm" he says. "Fucking stunning." he says and I may actually blush now  as I lift one hand to my face bite my nails, but he reaches over grabbing my hand and holding it across the table. 

I look at his hand , holding my tinier one, and his thumb stroking the back of my hand. 

"So tell me about the sassy book reader I found in the lobby last night." he says and I lift a brow. 

"what do you want to know?" I say as he keeps my hand in his. 

"Anything, everything."  he says. 

"Where would you go if you could go anywhere right now?" he asks me and I lift my eyebrows, having expected, what kind of music do you like, or what's your favorite movie. 

"Besides my bed." he winks. I laugh and then think about it. 

"I want to go everywhere." I say. 

He smiles. "Wanderlust?" he asks. 

I nod. 

"Okay, then where would you go first?" he asks. 

"There's this hotel , this resort in Finland...they have these glass hotels" I say. 

"Kakslauttanen?" he asks and I sit up straighter my head jerking back slightly.

"The ones where you can see the Northern Lights at night through the roofs?" he asks. 

"..yeah" I say, somewhat surprised he knows about them.

He nods. "Good choice." 

I smile. 

"I thought you were going to say something terribly boring like the Maldives, or Jamaica, some terribly predictable vacation spot." he says. 

I shrug. "I wouldn't mind either of those." 

"Me either" he says. "But I'm glad you'd choose Finland first." he smiles. 

"What about you?" I ask slipping my hand from his and cross my arms over my chest as one of the guys at the shop brings our giant slices out on plates and sets them down. 

"Thank you" I say and the guy smiles, nods and walks away.

"I'd like to go to Greece." he says and I nod. 

"I have family there." he adds.

"Well that explains it." I laugh slightly and pick up my slice and take a small bite, setting it back down. 

He laughs, his brows pinched. "Explains what?" he asks and takes a large bite of pizza, that gorgeous sharp jaw of his moving as he chews. 

I gesture to him. "This..." I say. 

"Your good looks. Of course you'd be a Greek god." I say and he laughs, and chews then licks his lips. 

"Only Half Greek." he says. I roll my eyes and he chuckles.

"What's the other half?" I ask and tilt my head looking at his features. 

"My mother was half Romanian, Half Italian" he says. 

I notice the was in his words, but don't say anything. 

"She passed when I was a kid." he says, and my eyes flick up to his.

"I'm sorry." I say and he just gives me a reassuring smile. 

"Thank you, but , I just saw the questioning on your face when I used past tense...since we're getting to know each other, figured I'd just throw that in." he says with a shrug. 

I nod. "you father?" I ask curiously, hoping to god this man wasn't a fucking orphaned child, because I might start crying into my pizza. 

"Alive and well. The bastard will probably outlive me." he says and I smile. 

"What about you?" he asks. "Your parents?" he asks taking a bite. 

"They're good" I say and nod. "Still together , healthy." I say. 

He nods. "That's good. I'm glad." he says and we both take another bite of our food. 

We talk about our child hoods, and we find out we were complete opposites as children. No surprise there.  I was well behaved, and he was a terror. And his terror reigned all throughout his childhood and teenage years. 

We talked about his job, about my internship that I'd be starting soon. 

We talked about things in the city, where he wanted to take me on our next date. I blushed when he mentioned taking me on another date. 

"What you think I only plan on taking you on ONE date?" he says and shakes his head. 

"I'm gonna date the fuck out you Kitten." he says and I laugh and just shake my head. 

We throw out our trash and then exit the shop. 

"Wanna grab a drink?" he asks and I smile and nod, and he walks me a few more blocks down to a small bar, it's full of business men and I feel slightly out of place, and there's barely any women. The few that are there are in business suits and sitting at tables. 

"There he is! Where the fuck ya been ya bastard?" a guy says coming up and pulling Hunter into a one armed hug and patting his back, Hunter chuckles and laughs, patting him back. 

"Been busy getting promoted." He says and the other guys eyes l ight up.

"Yeah!? Congrats you lucky bastard!" he says and shakes Hunter's hand and then his eyes fall on me and Hunter turns and gestures to me. 

"This is my date Daphne...Daphne this is my friend and ex co worker Charlie" he says and I smile and nod and reach out my hand. 

"Date?" Charlie says and gives me a shocked look and then looks at Hunter, and then back at me. 

"Blink twice if he's kidnapped you." Charlie says in a mock whisper. 

I blink once, hard. Then blink again a second time. 

Charlie laughs and Hunter nudges me. 

"Don't do that, he'll believe you." he teases. I laugh and Charlie looks at us both. 

"Let's get you two a drink!" he says. 

-

Three hours later, I'm stumbling back to the apartment building with Hunter holding me up to keep me from falling as I ramble on about how much fun I had, and how much I like his friends. He laughs at me, and I know it's because I'm slightly slurring after all the drinks I had, and because I can barely walk straight.

I hiccup as we roll into the lobby and I grab him and pull him to me and he laughs, but let's me kiss him. Let's me grab his hair as I drunkenly assault him with my tongue. And I know it's probably NOT a good kiss, but I'm drunk and horny, and ready to go back to his apartment and fuck each other stupid. 

He laughs into my aggressive kisses as he gets us into the elevator and I moan, grabbing at his shirt. 

"Fuck me in the elevator again" I tell him and giggle and reach down for his pants.

He just keeps smiling at me and laughing and grabs my hands and pins them above me on the wall. I groan when he presses into me and I feel his hard cock on my stomach through my dress and his pants, and then he lowers his mouth to my neck and kisses it and I feel my need pulse between my legs. 

"fuck me" I breathe and the door dings and he laughs, and pulls me out from the elevator and then lifts me, holding me by my ass as he carries me and kisses me back.

"fuck me" I whine and he chuckles and then knocks on his door.

"Why the hell are you knocking, who else lives here?" I slur and turn my head. 

I blink at the door, and realize, it's not his door. It's mine.

"What are you doing? I thought I was going back to your place?" I pout and groan. "Take me upstairs" I whine. 

He chuckles and knocks again. 

"You're drunk" he says. 

"so what? I'm perfectly capable of preforming sexually!" I squeal and he laughs as the door opens. 

I turn my head and see my brother standing there in pajama bottoms and a t shirt.

"Returning her home safely....well...mostly....she's a bit tanked." Hunter says and I pout as he walks in, my brother stepping to the side. 

"take me upstairs" I whine and kiss on his face as he laughs. 

"Another night." he says and I groan.

"Not fair, you didnt say I had to stay sober" I whine and he laughs. 

"Because you didnt have to....you were having fun" he says and carries me into my room and to my bed. 

"Pleaaaase" I whine and grab his shirt and pull him towards me, and onto me as I fall back and he allows me to wrap my legs around him as I giggle and reach behind his neck and and pull his mouth to mine.

"I'll let you call me Kitten" I say as if this compromise will get him to bend at all. 

"Already do." he says with a smirk. "Kitten." 

I groan. "Just fuck me"

He laughs at me and I'm growing more frustrated.

"Get some rest, we'll do some puzzles tomorrow Daphne." he smirks and kisses me on the forehead and pushes up off me. 

"Call me in the morning Kitten," he winks, leaving me scowling at him as he walks out my door.