EroticReverie

Joliette Bellamira

Every single part of body is alive and I can feel the humming of my blood rushing through my veins, pumping faster and faster the closer he gets to me, the closer he brings his mouth to mine.

His lips brush mine, light as a feather and I gasp like an idiot at their quick , barely there touch and I whimper as he rolls his hips, grinding into me, making me feel the legend in his pants, that I've heard only whispers of. 

"Fuck" he whispers. "You're so fucking sweet." he says with a small smile. 

"You make a guy feel real good about himself when you gasp like that and I barely touched your lips" he says and I flush red. 

What do I say? I've been journaling and fantasizing about this exact moment since I was a brace faced teenager? That while you were out partying and fucking girls your age, being the towns casanova bad boy, I was at home wishing your face came in my celebrity magazines, that I wanted to hang pinups of your face on my wall, that I wrote your name in hearts , and kissed my pillow pretending it was you? No. No, I wasnt saying that. 

"Carver" I whisper his name and slip my hands up to his face.  God, Edana, would likely kill me for messing around with her brother. I pull his mouth back to mine, and press my mouth softly to his slight little smirk. My mouth impatiently pressing to his lip, claiming them for myself, my legs instinctivly tightening around him to keep him locked against me. 

It was never like this kissing other guys. I couldnt even explain how it felt to have Carver's mouth on mine, the way his lips patiently let mine do the kissing for a moment. Letting me press a kiss to them, then again, each of us looking at one another in between each kiss. 

It took only a few of those soft pecks, and a few seconds, before Carver dominated my mouth. The soft growl he let out vibrated in my mouth as our mouths parted slightly and my tongue slipped over his lip ring, my pussy clenching hard, and my toes curling at the feel of the jewelry against my tongue. 

Carver could rip my clothes off and put his cock inside me right this very second, and I would not stop him. Part of me, wants to beg him to do just that. Part of me was scared though, nervous for how inexperienced I was compared to him. I knew Briar was experienced too, but for some reason I wasnt nervous about possibly giving my virginity to Briar. Probably because I didnt care if I impressed him sexually, I'd just saw him as a means to get rid of the pesky nagging in my head that I was falling far behind my friends, and the last one to have her virgin card in my group.  

Carver's tongue slips against mine, and our heads are shifting side to side, switching our angles, his tongue making sexy swipes against my own , over my lips and then he bites my lower lip softly and groans. I hiss slightly as he releases it and I'm panting as he turns his head and breathes heavily. 

"Fuck" he groans and hangs his head. 

"wh...what?" I ask nervously. Did I do something? Was I not a good kisser? 

He looks back to me and I blink up at him. 

"I want to keep kissing you." he groans. 

"Is...is that bad?" I ask , suddenly feeling a little insecure. 

He shakes his head. 

"No, but I need to stop, before I do things Bellamira." he says and I let out the faintest whimper at how hot he sounds when he calls me by my last name. 

"What things?" I ask softly and he licks his lip and my eyes go to his mouth. 

"I want to kiss you everywhere....in places nobody has ever seen or touched...I want to kiss and lick every fucking inch of you...and end my tour of your sexy fucking body, between these fucking legs of yours. " he says and I shiver as I look up at him. 

"okay" I say and the corner of his mouth shifts and he grins.

"No, not okay.." he says and licks his lips and his eyes are shifting to a darker hue of blue the more his pupil dilates.

He pushes up and I frown and I just lay there a second embarrassed by the fact he was stopping. Was I not a good enough kisser to make him want to keep going? Why was I not as irresistable to him as he was to me. 

"Fuck" he mutters and sits on his ass, knees bent, feet on the dock as he puts his elbows on his knees and his head in his hands, his fingers pushing back through his dark hair. 

I sit up , my heart still racing from the kiss.

"I...should I go?" I ask quietly as I push myself up to sit and his head jerks to me. 

"Do you want to go?" he asks his brows form a worried expresssion and I shake my head immediately. 

"No." I say softly. "Unless you want me to." 

He shakes his head. "I don't want you to." 

I just blink. 

"Okay." I say after a moment. 

"Look..." he says and then pauses and runs a hand over his face. 

"I don't want to make this awkward for you...but...I feel like I need to explain myself." he says and I just give a single nod and stay quiet. 

"Are you really a virgin?" he asks and my head jerks back slightly. 

"Uhm.." I flush red. "Yeah." 

He nods. 

"If you were any other girl Bellamira...I'd keep kissing you. I'd kiss you till it became too much, and kiss you till our clothes came off, and I would take you..right here in the middle of the bog, on this fucking wooden raft." he says, his eyes looking directly into mine and I swear I can't breathe. 

"But you've held onto it for so long...not even that long to be honest...and I dont want to be a mistake you make or regret. Maybe im an asshole for the fact I wouldnt care if you were someone else, but..I won't be an asshole with you." he says. 

"So...we can't kiss?" I ask and he looks at me and smiles softly and turns slightly, lifting his hand to my face, his thumb brushing my lips. 

"You have no idea how fucking sweet your mouth tastes...how soft these lips are....how badly kissing you makes it nearly impossible not to put my hands all over you. " he says.

I'm breathing heavier and I can't help. 

"I won't regret it. You can..you can do whatever you want to me." I exhale almost breathlessly and he groans and shakes his head. 

"dont say that Bellamira." he says.

"It's true...I'm ready..I don't want it." I say of my virginity. 

"It's stupid, I don't care about it, and I..I want you. I want you to be my first." I say and he curses under his breath. 

"Please" I whisper, hating for how fucking desperate I sound, starting to beg for him to fuck me. God, take a hint Joliette. He doesnt WANT to. Even if his reasoning is fucking respectful and sweet, he doesnt want to take your stupid viginity, I scold myself.

"Bellamira...I can't." he says and I look away, ashamed of myself for begging. 

"I'd say we could makeout, cause fuck, I really want to, but I don't trust myself to be able to stop when I need to." he says.

"you dont NEED to stop" I say half muttering it. 

He sighs. "I'm already a bad enough guy as it is Bellamira..I dont need to add stealing your innocence to my list." he says.

I sigh and roll my eyes. 

"I'm not innocent Carver, i'm a fucking virgin...they are not always one in the same. And even if I was innocent! I can still lose my virginity and be innocent!" I argue, getting worked up. I push up. 

"Bellamira.." he says as he reaches for me. 

"No" I say frustrated. 

"How is it that YOU get to decide what I DO, with MY virginity? Why is it YOUR choice to save it for me? It's not, and a girls hymen being broken doesnt take her from innocent to promiscuous. "I argue. 

"God damnit" I stomp my foot as he stands up and I glare at him as he fights a smile, biting his lips together.

"It's not funny!" I say half laughing and half frustrated. 

"It's not." he says forces his mouth into a straight line. 

"come here" he says and reaches a hand out. 

I look at it. 

"So you can kiss me again and then stop?" I ask. "Mouth tease." I mutter and he laughs , stepping forward and then grabs my face and lifts my gaze to his. 

"Mouth tease?" he asks. 

My brows pinch. 

"Yeah. Mouth tease." I answer. 

"fuck." he says and leans down slowly. 

"You're so fuckin cute" he says and I scrunch my nose.

"Just great." I say. "Cute...not sexy..not hot...not -"

"You are everything Bellamira. All of that and more." he says.

"Why don't we just sit, and hang out." he says and I sigh. 

"Well, yeah, okay, but....then don't fricken kiss me." I say and scowl. 

He laughs slightly. 

"And dont talk about my innocence, Im not innocent" I say and cross my arms and he smirks. 

"Uhhuh. Alright." he says and I narrow my eyes at the hint of sarcasm. 

"Now sit your ..SEXY.....ass down." he winks. 

"Don't wink either." I say as I glare at him. 

He bites his lips. "Yes Miss Bellamira." he nods. 

I heave a sigh and he smiles and we both sit back down, and I endure the torture of having Carver Albevau be the perfect fucking gentleman.