EroticReverie

I dozed off, bored with Jeff's choice of football on the television, slipping down into my bed and falling asleep. 

Waking up a little bit later my eyes fly open when I feel him around me. Im facing him and our legs are some how entangled and my robe is half open, my breast out and pressed against his chest as he snores softly with his head above mine, his arm around me, holding me to him. 

Oh no. No, no no no no no. I immediately lift his arm off me and and slip my legs from his and scoot back and turn over onto my other side away from him, while he stirs from the movement. 

A few seconds later I feel his weight shift and his arm come back around my middle and he groans quietly , his nose nuzzling my neck and his lips kissing me. 

"stop it" I say quietly. 

"hmm?" he hums sleepily and then nudges my ass with his erection. 

"i don't cuddle." I say and grab his hand and fling it off me, pushing it away.

"That why you curled up to me in your sleep? Cause you hate cuddling so much?" he asks and then his hand slips into my open robe and he grabs my breast, just resting his hand on it casually. 

"I wont be held responsible for the things I do in my sleep. I do NOT want to cuddle." I say and he groans. 

"But your perfect to cuddle with" he says and pulls me tighter, his hand squeezing my breast. 

"You're so warm and soft, like a fucking sexy pillow" her murmurs in my ear and I fight the laugh in my throat. 

"Gee, thanks" I say. 

"fuck off, it's a compliment" he says and then pulls me to make me lay on my back as he scoots slightly to give me room. 

"you snore like a hot little lawn mower" he says and I laugh. 

"no i dont, you do" I say and he smiles. 

"You DO snore. But dont worry, it's adorable" he says and then his hand slips my robe open more and pulls it open and I try not to cringe at the fact I'm exposed, my belly out, my thighs out, my breasts, while my best asset, slip to the sides and he smiles as he places a hand on my stomach. 

I flinch and he groans. 

"You were doing so good" he says and then slides his hand down.

"Well I'm sorry if I..." my breath hitches as he slips his hand between my legs. 

"you're easy to shut up" he says and I moan as my legs spread slightly apart and his finger pushes over my clit and rubs it slowly. 

"Let me go down on you" he says and I flinch. 

"No." I say. 

"Let me eat your pussy Beth" he says. 

"No" I say more firmly, his insistance ruining the mood. 

It was just another insecurity. I didn't like anyone down there, not with their face anyways. There were too many insecurities going on down there, did I have a pretty vagina? Did I smell okay? Did I taste okay? Was my pussy too fat? God, I hated myself, but it was the truth. I didn't want anyone bothering to eat me out, because I was too self concious to enjoy it. 

"Just once." he says and I sigh. 

"Please stop asking, I will never say yes. You could even PAY ME to go down on me, that's how much I don't want it." I say. 

He groans and slides a finger in me. 

"I want my face buried in you." he says and I let out a breath and my back arches as his finger slowly fucks me. 

"I want to fuck you with my tongue" he says and I groan. 

"Shut up, and just...finger me" I say as I spread my legs wider and push my hips upward. 

"Quit being difficult" he says. 

"quit being a dick" I say and then reach down and slip my hand over to his cock to shut him up and he groans as I stroke him. 

"You're so easy to shut up" I say and he chuckles but then groans again when I fist his cock a little more fimrly and stroke his faster. 

"Like taking candy from a baby" I whisper and he chuckles. 

"You WOULD take candy from a baby, cause you're a bitch" he says. 

"You're just angry i'm not a doormat." I say. 

"Cant you just know your place woman?" he teases and I roll my eyes. 

"I'll put YOU in your place" I say and he smiles.

"I'll grab ya right by the pussy" he says. 

I roll my eyes and push his hand from between my legs. 

"Trump quotes, are NOT allowed in the bedroom." I say and he laughs. 

"He's your favorite though." he says and I glare at him. 

"you're such a fuck." I say and he laughs. 

That was where we could get into heated debates, politics. If he hever wanted to piss me off, all he had to do was bring up his red elephant fuck boy he voted for. 

"You wanna pretend it's Bernie's old wrinky face inbetween your legs, would you let me lick your pussy then?" he asks and I laugh. 

"You're disgusting. Bernie is an angel, don't you dare talk about him like some common whore." I say and he laughs. 

"Why don't you Monica Lewinsky me and put your mouth where it belongs?" he asks. 

I roll my eyes once more. 

"Dont wanna pretend I'm hillary?" I ask and he makes a face. 

"Fuck no." he says and I laugh and I push up and over onto him. 

"Dont want me to get my pantsuit out of the closet and put it on for you?" I ask as I grab his jaw and then lick his mouth and he grins. 

"Wanna role play?" he asks. 

"I'll be Trump...you be Ivanka." he waggles his brows. 

"ew." I say and give his face a little slap and he groans and then flips me over and gets ontop of me. 

"Slap me again, see what happens." he says.

I laugh. "mkay tough guy" I say and lift my hand to his face, and give him another light slap. 

He reaches down and grabs his cock and pushes against my pussy and I moan. 

"Oh Bernie" I moan and he stops, barking a laugh, he serious "im gonna fuck the shit out of you" demeanor falls away and he shakes his head. 

"God, shut your fucking mouth" he says and I laugh and then I gasp as he sinks into me and I lift my legs right around him and my hands go to his back. 

"fuck" I moan, my back lifting from the bed as he thrusts again, and then again and I moan as he fucks me slowly. 

"your liberal snowflake cunt is real fucking good" he says and I laugh but also moan. 

"god, shut the fuck up" I groan and he laugh and dips his head down to kiss me and I turn my head.  He growls. 

"Kiss me Hillary" he says and I laugh and shake my head. 

"No" I laugh and he keeps thrusting and I look at him and he smiles. 

I slide my hands down his back and grab his ass, pulling him into me. 

"Fuck me harder" I moan. 

"This one is for the troops" he says and I spit a laugh out and groan as I arch my back as he fucks me harder. 

"god you piss me off" I moan. 

"you love it" he says. 

"love me how good I fuck your donkey pussy" he says and I slap his arm. 

"enough with the fucking politics jokes, you're turning me off" I say and he laughs. 

"noted" he says and then dips down and can't help but laugh a little at donkey pussy and he groans into my neck. 

"I hate when i'm not inside you" he whispers. 

"Im constantly crazy hard thinking about fucking you" he says. 

I just hum a sound of acknowledgement as he kisses up my neck and to my ear as we both move our bodies, my hips lifting into his thrusts.

"fuck, you're so wet" he groans as his cock moves in and out my body and I can feel it as well as hear it, how wet I get whenever he's inside me. I loved fucking him. I loved how dirty we were for fucking each other in secret. I loved that he had a hot girlfriend but was thinking about me when he was with her. 

"god, im jealous of the man that gets to marry this pussy one day" he groans and I moan as he kisses my jaw. 

"Promise me youll still fuck me even then" he says his voice low and almost a growl. 

"I'm never getting married, you're free to fuck me" I say and he groans. 

"forgot you're a cold hearted bitch" he says and thrusts and I clench around him. 

"good thing it's my pussy youre after then" I say as we banter back and forth as he fucks me. 

"It's all you'll let me be after" he says and I groan.

"Shut up" I grab his ass and fuck myself against him, taking his cock deeper and he groans. 

"Told you before I-"

I cut him off. "shut up" I pant again. "Don't" 

"You're gonna ruin it" I whine. 

He growls and fucks me harder and I gasp and without warning, as my eyes are closed he puts his mouth to mine, and my eyes fly open and I jerk my head to the side. 

"stop it" I hiss and he grabs my face with one hand and I push at him as he tries to kiss me again. 

"Knock it off!" I yell. 

"shut the fuck up and kiss me" he says and then his tongue is licking at my mouth as I jerk my head, his hand gripping my face firmly as he chases my shaking head and his tongue pushes into my mouth. 

I have half a mind to bite his fucking tongue off, but the groaning sound he makes when he kisses me makes me whimper, and then I'm shoving my tongue back at his, battling him. 

"Fucking asshole" I gasp and then kiss him again. I hold his face, my hands slipping back and my fingers clench his hair, fisting it as I pull his mouth into mine and he groans as he fucks me a bit slower, more purposefully and I pant into his mouth. 

I hate kissing him. Hated kissing anyone really. Making out was fun and all, but I didn't like kissing while a guy was inside me. It made me too vulnerable, like all the walls I had up started to crack. Especially when I kissed him. 

He was a fantastic kisser. His mouth claimed me everytime, kissed me so good I felt tingles all the way to my toes, kissed me passionately, and hungrily, devoured my whimpers and my gasps of pleasure. I liked the feel of his scruff against chin, over my mouth as our head switched angles, tilting and moving back and forth as we kissed in every which way our mouths would let us. I liked how intense it felt, how his mouth on mine seemed to amplify the pleasure his cock was giving me. Because when you kissed, really kissed, it was more than just sex. 

I'd have to spend the rest of the day and tomorrow, talking myself out of the stupidity of the feelings that clawed over my walls, wanting to be free. 

"Jeff" I moan his name into his mouth and he groans and then parts his mouth from mine. 

"Beth" he groans and I gasp as I whimper. A slow cock grin spreading over his face. 

"that's it...cum for me" he says as he watches my face and I cry, my head going back into the bed and his mouth goes to my neck where he kisses and sucks my flesh as I fall over the edge, the walls crumbling as his mouth finds mine again as I break around him. My cunt pulsing, his hips driving hard and deep into me as I shake, unable to buck my hips as I cry out with my orgasm and curse. 

As my eyes flutter he grunts, his hips jerking and he sends his cum deep inside of me, where he puts it almost everytime. Filling me, the warmth of him flooding me, coating my insides. 

I let out a tiny cry and he groans, slowly sliding out and then collapsing beside me onto his back with a slight bounce, his one hand going over his chest as I lay there, completely satiated, my legs still quivering from my orgasm , both of us breathing heavily and looking at my ceiling. 

After a few moments, he turns to his side and slides a hand over my stomach to my hip and pulls me onot my side to face him and I just look at him. god, he was so fucking attractive, and I hated that hot little smile , the way his lips pursed slightly as he tried to fight it. 

"I'll give you a hundred bucks to let me hold you." he says and I give a laugh and roll my eyes. 

"Absolutely not." I say and then push his hand off my hip and roll back on to my back as I let out a breath. 

"two hundred." he says.

"Don't want your fucking money." I mutter as I lay there. Why couldnt he just use me and get up and leave. That's what this was. I didn't need, nor did I want him to scoop me up into his arms after, but whenever we were like this, unrushed, he always wanted to. 

"three hundred." he says and I sigh. 

"I'll pay your fuckin rent next month." he says and I look over to him and glare. 

"I wont be bribed." I say. 

"Your car payment too" he says and I roll my eyes. 

I was sure he was serious, and I was crazy not to take him up on it, but I'd be crazier to lay there in his arms and let my stupid heart pretend this was more than what it was. I didn't WANT to get involved with him like that. I didn't need complicated feelings for my fucking cousin. Someone I couldnt have, even I wanted to.

"Go home Jeff." I say and turn away from him and sit up, grabbing my robe and pulling it back on all the way and closing it around me. 

"You need therapy" he says and I shoot him a look over my shoulder. 

"And you need to stop thinking I need therapy or that you're gonna change me just cause I like to fuck your dick." I say. 

"It's just after sex cuddling....it's not that serious." he says. 

I sigh and stand. "Then why do you insist we do it? If it's not that serious, put your pants on, tuck your dick away and leave." I say. 

He rolls his eyes and gets up, and I can tell he's pissed. but I don't care. 

"Fine Beth." he says. 

"Fine." I say and walk out of the room just so I dont have to look at him. 

He walks out to where he threw his clothes when he undressed right inside my apartment and starts to put them back on. 

"I really don't know what the fuck your issue is." he says. I ignore him. 

"But you can be a real fuckin bitch sometimes." he says. 

"Cry about it to your girlfriend Jeff." I say and he huffs and shakes his head. 

"Fucking unbelievable" he mutters and I roll my eyes, grabbing my water from earlier and taking a sip. 

Once he's done dressing , he grabs his keys and looks at me. I cock my head to the side, leaning against the counter, drinking my water. 

"You have tomorrow off?" he asks and I roll my eyes. 

"Nope." I say. 

because of course he would call me a bitch and then try to plan out next meet up.  Again, this was nothing more than sex, just a secret hookup, so I really didnt care he insulted me. We tended to do that, just because of our dynamic even before the hookups started happening. 

"Well when is your next day off?" he asks. 

"I'll let you know." I say. 

He sighs and run a hand through his hair and then walks over to me, he grabs my chin hard and then pushes his mouth to mine. 

And because my emotions are still all a jumble from the unwanted kiss during sex . I barely fight him on it. I part my mouth and then grab his shirt, clutching it as I pull my body to his, like a fucking magnet and his hand goes up into my hair and he groans as he pulls my head back, breaking my lips from his leaving me panting. 

"Still want me to go?" he asks his eyes on me and I swallow. 

"Yes."I whisper and his tongue skims my lower lip.

"Fuckin liar." he whispers back.