EroticReverie

Carver

I don’t think I ever even fell asleep last night.  My dick was too fucking hard and I could smell fucking Joliette all over me. Hear her calling my name as she came in her panties, in those little sleep shorts.  Fuck. 

“Morning” my sister Edana says walking into the kitchen. 

I’m standing against the counter drinking my coffee when she walks over , grabbing some ice for her cup and making herself a ridiculous sugared up cup of coffee. 

“Morning.” I say. 

Even though we lived separately, her here with our mom and me with our dad , we were still close. Not as close as some siblings but she was my little sister and I was protective of her and cared about her having her head on straight. 

“Your girlfriend is still asleep.” She says. 

I pause lifting the coffee from my mouth and swallow the sip I hold in my mouth. 

“She’s not my girlfriend” I mutter. 

“Well she’s not your fuck toy. So she’s either your girlfriend. Or you stay the fuck away from her. Joliette isn’t one of your whores Carver.” She bites out. 

I grit my teeth. 

“I know she’s not a…fuck toy” I say uncomfortably. 

“Well then don’t dick her around like one” she says and I want to tell Edana to shut the fuck up. Because I’d never fucking treat Joliette like that. I don’t treat any girls like that. The girls I’ve messed around with have always known the deal, whatever it was, from the start. I didn’t play games. They were fucking annoying. 

“I’m not.” I say. And don’t argue with her. Because I understood. Joliette was her best friend, and my sister while an opposite to Joliette innocence , took care of Joliette like a sister. She was a great friend to her and I couldn’t fault her for worrying about me spending time with her.  

“Listen Carver, …I don’t know what the fuck you do out at dads place.  Or where the fuck you disappear to in the middle of the night when you’re here.  But don’t go dragging Joliette into whatever it is.” She says. 

I grit my teeth again. 

“I won’t” I say and she eyes me as she stabs a straw into her sugar laced coffee. 

“She likes you. She always has. Don’t fuck around with her. I’m serious. I love you, but I will pay someone to cut your fucking dick off if you hurt her.” She says narrowing her eyes. 

I can’t help the small smile tugging at my lips. 

“Joliette is a good girl. I’d never do anything to hurt her. Or any girl.” I say narrowing my eyes back. 

“I might be a fucking asshole, but only to those that deserve it.” I say and she sighs. 

“Yeah. I know. I just…she’s the only fucking real friend I have. If you do something to her that fucks that up for us , I will beat the shit out of you” she threatens and I smile. 

“Noted.” I say. 

“So….did she tell you why she was here last night?” Edana asks and I cock a brow. 

“To spend the night?” I take a guess. 

She rolls her eyes. “Yes. But obviously she didn’t tell you why she came over”

I wait and sigh. 

“Are you going to tell me or make me fucking guess?” I ask. 

“Briar.” She says and immediately my jaw tightens and I grip the handle of my coffee mug tighter. 

“What about him?” I growl and she looks at me. 

“He showed up in her driveway last night. Right after she pulled in.” She says and my nostrils flare. 

“I told him to stay the fuck away from her.” I seethe. 

“Well. He’s a fucking idiot and didn’t listen and pretty much assaulted her.” She says and set my coffee mug down so hard I’m surprised it doesn’t break. 

“He what?” I growl. 

She studies me. 

“Normally I wouldn’t fucking say anything. But it’s Joliette.  And I’m fucking worried he’s going to hurt her or try to catch her alone again and”

“He’s not going to fucking touch her.” I snarl and lift my coffee taking another sip and then walk out of the kitchen. 

“Where are you going?” She asks and I look back at her with a glare. Because she already knows there the fuck I’m going. 

I grab my leather jacket and put it on. 

“Dont do anything stupid Carver” she says. 

I glare at her. 

“Nobody fucks with her.” I say protectively. Even if I didn’t want to sink my dick in Joliette and even if she hadn’t cum so damn fucking sweetly for me last night. I’d still beat the fuck out Briar for scaring her and putting his fucking hands on her. Because you didn’t fucking do that shit to females. And Joliette was too fucking sweet for him to have any excuse to fucking treat her like that. 

“Carver” Edana says and I stop. 

“…make sure he pays.” She says and I give a grin. Because even though Edana didn’t want me getting into trouble. She knew that anyone who put their hands on Joliette deserved the worse. 

I nod. “He will.”

——

I wait all fucking afternoon for the fucker to return back to his apartment. I sit at his little kitchen table in his fucking smelly dirty ass apartment. Leaning back in the seat as I twirl the tip of my pocket knife into the table. 

When I hear the door open I sit up and grab my other knife and scrape the blades along each other.

“The fuck..” he says walking in. Seeing me. I don’t even look up. But I can see the way he jumps back when he sees me. 

“Briar….” I say. 

“The fuck are you doing in my fucking apartment?” He says throwing his keys down. 

I ignore his question. Because he’s stupid. But not so stupid that he doesn’t know exactly why the fuck I’m here. 

He’s looking at the knives in my hands and steps back. 

“What did I tell you last time I was here Briar?” I ask cocking my head. Still only looking at the knives as o sharpen them. 

“You need to get the fuck out of my apartment.” He says and I look at him. 

“Take a fucking seat Briar. Because I’m not going anywhere just yet , till we have a little chat. And if you make this fucking difficult, I’ll make sure to let a few guys I know have a real good fucking time with you before I fucking cut your tuckings hands off for touching Joliette.” I growl. 

He looks at me. I look at him. He’s hesitating. Probably deciding whether or not he wants to run like a little fucking coward or take a seat and own up to him being a piece of shit. 

“I strongly advise you sit Briar.” I tell him and he walks over. Yanks out a chair and heaves an annoyed sigh. 

“What the fuck do you want ?” He asks and crosses his arms over his chest. 

“Heard you paid Joliette a visit last night.” I say flipping one of the pocket knives shut and he jumps. 

“She’s my fuckin girlfriend.” He says. 

“No.” I shake my head. “She’s not.” 

His own jaw clenches. 

“In fact she told you as much , and what did you do Briar?” I ask. Already knowing what he did.  

“I just went there to talk” he lies. 

“That right? You sure that’s the story you want to go with Briar? Cause I don’t take kindly to fucking liars” I warn him. 

“It’s none of your fucking business. What’d she do ? Run to you? Make up some shit?” He says and crack my neck to the side. 

“You know what I do to guys who put their hands on women Briar?” I ask and he stays silent. He’s dumb enough to lie and try to act like a tough guy. But I know he’s seconds away from pissing himself. 

“I make sure they can never lay a fucking hand on any woman. Ever. Again. “ I say and quickly reach out. Grabbing his hand and slamming it on the table and before he can even react I take my knife and stab it right though the back of his hand and into the fucking table. 

My blood rushes at the fucking howl of pain and the sight of his fucking blood starting to leak all over the table 

“WHAT THE FUCK! WHAT THE FUCK!” He yells and I grab his shirt as he cries like a fucking bitch. 

“YOU STABBED ME!” He yells. 

“And I’ll do it again if you think about ever going near her again. Do you fucking hear me you piece of shit motherfucker?” I growl lowly. My fucking face in his as he winces and groans in pain. 

“FUCK” he howls. “FUCK” 

“DO YOU FUCKING UNDERSTAND?” I yell at him and grab the knife. And twist it. Making him howl even louder. 

“AH! FUCK! Yes! Yes ! OKAY!” He says and I take my knife. Pulling it out. He grabs his hand as I stand. I wipe my blade on his fucking shirt. 

“You think about telling anyone what I did.  You think about going near her.” I say through a clenched jaw. 

“I will cut your fucking throat” I warn him. “That’s a fucking promise” I tell him. 

“In fact. If I see you with any fucking woman. I’ll cut your fucking dick off you fucking worthless piece of shit” I say , grabbing him by the shirt. My fist flying to catch his other eye and give him a black eye to match the other I gave him and he howls again. 

“And clean your fucking apartment. It smells like shit.”