EroticReverie

Joliette

Everytime I look for Carver on the dock, I find him looking at me already, watching me, and he gives a little smirk each time I catch his eyes, and I look away immediately trying to act as though I was just casually observing and not actively seeking him out to make sure he was still somewhere near. 

There's music playing from someones phone, and there's at least three couples close to copulating with one another. Briar keeps kissing my neck as he stands behind me, holding me in place in front of him as he keeps drinking and talking with his friends while I stand there silently. 

It wasn't that I didn't like his friends, or that I was stuck up. I just happened to have social anxiety, especially in party settings. Even with people I knew, which I knew most of the people here, it still made me uncomfortable. 

"Why don't you drink some babe? Loosen up a little." Briar says as he holds my waist , one hand slipping up under neath my shirt and over my stomach, making me suck in a short breath.  

"I'm fine." I say with a little smile, making sure I don't sound irritated by the fact he knew I didn't like to drink around people, or at all really, but was still pressing it. 

"Come onnn" he says and his finger tips slip down just a bit under the waist of my shorts and I feel my toes curl in my sneakers. Briar knew I was a virgin, knew I was inexperienced and also knew that I was considering letting him be the one to take my virginity from me. I didn't love Briar. I liked him though. Plus, I was eighteen and was just ready to see what all the fuss was about, and also just wanted this weight off my shoulders. It's not like I wore a sign that said I was a virgin, but it was common knowledge in our group of friends that I was currently the only one who hadn't pulled the trigger on having sex.  

Briar was the guy I'd gone the furthest with even though we had only been dating a few months. We'd done everything except have sex. Not for his lack of desperately begging when we were doing other stuff. 

"You need to loosen up Jolie" he says and his hand slips further down the front of my shorts, right in front of his friends, who were smirking and watching him pressure me. 

"Briar" I say quietly and turn my head, and grab his hand and remove it. "Stop" I whisper , not wanting to embarrass him. 

"Wanna go back to the car?" he asks as he wraps his arm around my mid section and digs his dick into my ass through our clothes. 

"I got something you might like" he says and grins against me again. 

"Briar" I say with a little laugh and turn and he's grinning at me, licking his lips as his friends laugh behind him. I hated, hated, hated social gatherings so much right now. Their laughs crawled over my skin and made it sweat, I could feel the trickle of it down my back. I wanted to cry. Were they laughing at what an idiot Briar was being? Or at me? The boring non drinking virgin who wasnt letting her own boyfriend touch her? My tongue feels thick in my mouth and I can't even speak as he lifts a hand up behind me, grabbing the nape of my neck and shoves his tongue into my mouth. 

He groans, maybe cause he was drunk, maybe for show, who knows, but the groan is loud and his other hand comes up and grabs my face as he angles it for him to devour my mouth easier. 

It's possibly the worst kiss I've ever had. With my nerves the way they are, with everyone watching, with him growling like an animal and drawing even more attention to us , but I fucking let him. I let him kiss me , because I'd rather deal with the nervous sweat rolling down my back than causing a scene. 

"mmm baby" he groans into my mouth and licks it in a vulgar manner, his tongue all over the inside of my mouth as he drops his hands and grabs my ass.

"Briar" I say quietly as he kisses from my mouth and down my neck. His mouth going to my neck, his hands squeezing my ass hard and pulling my pelvis against his as I gently place my hands at his chest trying to give him the hint to stop. 

"Fuck Jolie" he says and I let my eyes look around, big mistake, almost everyone is watching him maul me. I didn't want to make him look bad, or make me look like a frigid bitch. 

"Tonight Jolie" he groans. "I need you tonight baby" he says against my neck. 

"Let's go to the car" he says and I keep pushing at his chest gently.

"Briar, no, not tonight" I say softly.

The way he grabs my ass harder and pulls back and looks at me, it's the first and only time his persistance has scared me. 

"It's been months Jolie....I cant wait any longer." he says and grabs my hand. 

"Come on." he says and I look around as he shackles his hand to my wrist and pulls me. 

"Briar" I say as he looks to his friends and gives them a proud smirk. 

"We'll be back when were done...may be a while" he chuckles and I cringe at his outward gloating for something I havent even agreed to. I hated he'd insinuate he was going to get laid. I look for Edana, but she's occupied and talking and Briar pulls me to the edge fo the dock. 

"careful!" I tell him as he stumbled onto the first wooden slat to walk back across the lake. 

"Jesus Briar" I huff as I follow him as he laughs. I couldnt let him go back across the bog by himself like this, and I was praying that I could just convince him to let me drive him home and go home and crawl into my bed away from this nightmare. 

Surprisingly he makes it to solid fucking land without falling in and then grabs me as soon as I step onto land with him. 

"Briar, I don't want to have sex" I say and he groans as his mouth shuts me up and his hands pull me, stumbling himself back as he takes me with him , and half way to the car he stumbles back and has me falling down with him. 

I let out a yelp and he's laughing, rolling over and getting ontop of me and pushing my shirt up. 

"Briar, you're drunk" I say as I shove his hands.

"So what? I cant see my girlfriends tits?" he asks and gives me a little pouted lip. Why on earth was I dating him? Why was I moving my hands away to let him continue pushing up my shirt and pulling down my bra. 

He groans and his hands grabs my breasts and he slides down and brings his alcohol drenched breath to my breasts and sucks one of my nipples into his mouth. 

"Briar" I say his name, half annoyed, and half slightly turned on, because whether or not he was acting like a fucking fool, it still felt good. Really good and I let out a tiny squeak as he clamped his teeth around my nipple and tugged. 

"yeah baby" he groans after letting my nipple slip through his teeth.

"fuck, take your shorts off" he groans as he slips back and brings his hands to my shorts. 

"no Bri...not here." I say and he groans. 

"yes here" he says and his fingers start to work the button of my shorts and I shove his hands away.

"Stop it, you're being an asshole" I say and he stops and looks at me.

"Me? I'm being the asshole?" he asks and I blink up at him in the dark. 

"Yes, I told you not here." I say as he scoffs and then shakes his head. 

"Im the asshole, im not the one who thinks theyre too good for everyone and doesnt even fucking talk to anyone...im not the one who was brought to a party only to stand there like a bitch and not say a fucking word to anyone" he says. 

My jaw drops and pull my bra up and pull my shirt down and shove him off me. 

"I told you I didnt want to come!" I argue. 

"I dont think im better than anyone, I just dont like parties! I came FOR YOU, and you're being a fucking prick!" I say my voice cracking and my lip trembles as I push up off the ground, leaving him there as I move my feet quickly throught the cars. 

"Jolie!" he yells. 

"Where you goin?!" he yells and I hear him get up and chase after me. 

"Just leave me alone, go back to your fucking party" I spit as I keep walking. 

"Baby, stop, im sorry, im sorry" he says and is running ahead of me, turning and grabbing my arms and I lift them and pull back.

"Dont touch me!" I yell and he grabs me again, harder this time, shaking me.

"Just fucking listen to me a second!" he argues. 

"No!" I yell and pull trying to get out of his hands. 

"Baby stop!" he yells. 

"Is there a fucking problem here?" a voice cuts through our arguing, and both of us pause , Briar's hands still on my arms. I look over and find Carver glaring at Briar, and then looking at his hands.

"No man, no fucking problem." he says. "Mind your own business yeah?" Briar retorts.

"Maybe mind your manners and let go of the girl." Carver says. 

"Maybe mind your fucking business Carver. She's MY girl" Briar snarls and then looks at me and my eyes go back to Briar as he tugs me. 

"Come on lets talk in the car" he says and yanks me making me stumble. 

"I said take your fuckin hands off her." Carver says, and in the next second Briar's hand is pulled from my arm and Carver has Briar's arm behind his back , bending it at weird angle. 

"Chill man!" Briar says as he struggles to get his arm out of Carver's hold. 

"What's going on?" another voice asks and I look over and find Zephyr, and Kazimir, Carver's friends. 

I think Briar sobers up a bit seeing the other two, realizing that there's no way he's taking six foot five Carver, let alone him AND two of his friends.

"Someone here thinks it's alright to grab women and make the uncomfortable and not stop when they tell him to." Carver says as Briar hisses in pain as he jerks his arm. 

"You good?" Zephyr asks me as him and Kazimir walk over to me. I nod. 

"I'm fine." I say quietly and look at Briar who I can't tell if he's angry with me or not.

"We were just arguing. It was stupid." I say. "I'm fine." 

"See man." Briar says and Carver loosens his grip and then pushes Briar by his back. 

"Drive this punk home." Carver says. 

I nod and step forward. 

"Not you Bellamira." Carver says using my last name again. 

Zephyr steps forward and looks at Briar. 

"Keys." he says sticking out his hand to Briar. 

"I can drive him." I say and all of them ignore me as Kazimir walks over to his car.

"I'll follow you." he says to Zephyr who nods and Briar looks to me. 

"Come on Jolie" he says and Carver shakes his head.

"Nuh uh. Nope. I'll get her home." he says and Briar's brows pinch. 

"Jolie." Briar says as I look back and forth. 

"She's not leaving with you when you're wasted and think it's a good idea to grip her to the point she's got a fucking bruise." Carver says and steps over and lifts my arm and looks at it, and I look down and think he's exaggerating, but there it is.. the start of a bruise. 

"I bruise easily." I say , which isn't a lie. Carver looks at me. His blue eyes on mine, making me forget how to breathe. 

"I wasnt trying to hurt her. I wasn't trying to hurt you Jolie" Briar says and I look at him and nod. 

"Maybe you should just let them drive you home. I'll call for an uber." I say and Briar frowns.

"jolie." he says as if my name in the way he says it, is an apology. 

"It's okay. I'll call you tomorrow. Just, let them take you home Briar." I say and walk over and I feel all three of them watching me as Briar looks around to them, wondering if they're going to attack him. Because I dont want Briar making a scene any further , I reach up and touch his face as I push to my tip toes and his brows pinch.

"I'm so fuckin sorry Jolie, I didnt mean to hurt you" he says and I do believe him. But I also don't excuse poor behavior just cause he had too much to drink. but that's a talk to have when he's sober. 

"I know." I say and kiss him. 

He didnt deserve the kindness, but I just wanted him to agree peacefully to be taken home, and I didnt want to be around him anymore tonight. 

He pushes his forehead to mine. 

"Come to my place" he whispers. "please" he adds and I shake my head. 

"Not tonight Bri." I say and kiss him again. "Call me in the morning ok?" I ask and he nods.

"I love you" he says and it's such a weird fucking time to drop those three words. 

"Call me tomorrow." I say ignoring what I think is more of an attempt to save his ass than an actual proclamation. 

I watch him as he gets in the passenger seat of his own car, looking at me with puppy dog eyes as Zephyr throws the car into reverse and drives off with Kazimir behind him. 

"Do you want to go back to the party or want me to take you home?" he asks. 

"You've been drinking." I say and he smiles and opens his jacket and pulls out his flask and unscrews the top. 

"Water." he says. 

My brows pinch and he smirks and holds it out. 

"I don't like drinking around people either. In order to not get fucking annoyed by people trying to shove drinks down my throat, I just carry this." he says with a shrug. 

I take it and sniff it. 

"It's actually water." I say and he gives me a little smile and nods. 

I hand it back to him and he dumps it out and then puts it back in his jacket. 

"so..back to the dead bodies, or home?" he asks and I laugh and bite my lip to stop myself. 

"Home." I answer.