EroticReverie

Joliette Bellamira

We're not at the bog, but another party spot, out of town, in a few cities over, andif it weren't for the fact I was with not only Carver but Kazimir and Zephyr were there too, I'd probably be shitting myself. 

We were all of the same scene, all wearing dark clothes, the girls wearing dark eyemakeup, with alternative colored hair, piercings, tattoos. Except I was the only person under the legal drinking age at this party. It was an actual party, with "adults" and I use the term loosely as I watch two alpha males whip their shirts off to wrestle.

It was a large open field  , with lots of random sand pits that were man made, some of them with charred logs from fires that burned at previous parties. A new fire burns nearby as I stand with Zephy and Kazimir, who hover over me like two giant papa bears. If Carver wasn't near me, then they were. 

It's been three more days of dating Carver, and still...no damn sex, and no sight of the elusive legendary dick that he hid in his pants. What a jerk. A tall, beautiful, dreamy, hot as fuck jerk. I catch his eyes as he stands there in a black hoodie, and dark jeans, his tattoo hands around a soda can that seems so small in those large hands of his.  The quick wink he gives me as he talks to a few guys, has my heart thumping wildly, and my nipples perking in my top, even though it's too dark for anyone to see the way my nipples are pressed into the cropped tank top. 

It was hot out tonight, so I had on nothing other than the cropped tank top and a short pleated black skirt, that had o ring hooks at the hips and a decorative silver chains hung slightly at my waist and over the top of my ass, my fishnets ripped, my large black shoes abandonned already as I stand barefoot in the grass between Kaz and Zephyr.

A girl standing near one of the guys that Carver is talking to, looks over, looking back and forth between me and Carver and purses her lips and gives a small smirk, and a roll of her heavily shadowed eyes and leans into the girl beside her whispering something and they both look my way, making my anxiety spike. I hated catty bitches. This is why Edana was my only female friend.

"I have to pee." I say and Zephy looks down at me and I look up, and I swear just like Carver, when Im not in my large platform boots, the heigh difference is even more drastic and comical. 

"There's no toilets here Joliette." Kazmir says. 

"Yeah, I know....but I...I have to go." I say and press my legs together and both of them look at one another and then look around. 

"We'll have to walk to the car, you can squat behind it." Kazimir says. 

I nod and start to slip my boots back on and Kazimir grunts and then sweeps me up and off my feet, into a firemans hold. 

"What are you doing?" I half laugh. 

"You're not gonna eat dirt by face planting in those things."

A whistle from Carver has us all turning our heads. 

He cocks his brow at me and at Zephyr and Kaz.

"Nature calls for the little lady." Zephy says and I grumble.

"Way to let EVERYONE know" I hiss and I watch as Carver dismisses himself by lifting a finger to the group of people he's standing with. 

I watch his six foot five frame stalk over, handing over his soda can to Zephyr.

"Give me my girl" he holds out his arms and I bite back the small grin on my face as Kaz passes me over. 

Carver carries me across the field and I can feel the stare of those two girls on me, the guys Carver was with too. 

"How come you havent introduced me to those guys? Or those girls?" I ask and he sighs and sets me down on the side of the car in the grass. 

"Go pee." he says. 

I scrunch my nose.

"Who are they?" I ask. 

"Take your piss Bellamira." he says and turns slightly. 

"Carver" I argue. 

"They're just...people...and people that I dont want around you or knowing you." he says. 

I roll my eyes, but he can't see as I squat, my fishnets and panties at my thighs as I hover. 

"I cant pee like this" I hiss. "You can hear me."

"So?" he says with a shrug.

"So it's weird." I argue. 

"Why? I've had my mouth all over that pussy Bellamira, who cares?" he says and I huff. 

"Because!" I argue. 

He takes out his phone. Pulls open his music app and turns up the volume.

"Thank you." I say, even though he can probably still hear me as I relieve myself. 

"I need tissue." I whisper to him. 

"I dont carry toilet paper on me gorgeous" he says and then is turning and tucking his phone into his pocket.

"Cmere" he says and stay crouched. 

"Dont look at me !" I squeak and he laughs and I yelp as he pulls down one side of his hoodie, tugging his sleeve low over his hand. 

"Carver, don't even" I say, but it's too late. I yelp as he reaches down and uses his fucking sleeve. 

"I got you baby" he says as if this is fucking normal. 

"That's gross Carver!" I squeak again. He just laughs. 

"I dunno, kinda hot if you ask me." he says and his eyes lift and my jaw drops. 

"You're a pervert" I hiss. 

He smirks. 

"Dont make me throw you over the hood of the car, spread you and lick you dry Bellamira." he warns and my eyes pop. 

"You're so full of shit" I hiss. 

A slow smirk, pulls up the corner of his mouth, higher, then higher, and then I know, that Carver Albeveau is not bluffing. 

"That's gross." I say. He yanks his sleeve back up and then makes me stand and I yelp as he lifts me onto not just the hood of the car, but top, the roof as he yanks down my fishnets. 

"Carver!" I squeal and look over my shoulder towards the crowd of people. 

"Carver stop!" I yelp and he grins and stops. 

"Let me show you just how much I am not full of shit." he says and I shake my head. He smiles at me. 

I pinch my brows. 

"You'd really do that? Right after I-"

"Baby, I'd lick you anytime, anywhere, and I don't care about a little fucking piss." he says and I don't know why that turns me on. Well, sure I do. Because it's Carver.

"You're sick." I whisper down at him.

"sick in love with a pretty little thing named Joliette Bellamira" he says and slips my fishnets off my calves and pulls them from my feet and tosses them to the ground.

"Spread yourself for me." he says and my breath hitches. 

"People can see." I whisper.

"Mhm" he says with a grin. 

He pushes my legs apart slowly by the knees. "But they can't see you the way that I do right now....can't see your pretty legs spreading nice and wide ...mmmm" he groans when he pushes up my skirt to take in my bare cunt. 

"Or this pretty pink cunt" he says and then leans in, and fuck it, I lean back on my hands and he grins up at me. 

"yeah?" he smirks. "you want it licked pretty girl?" 

"well...yeah" I say. 

He chuckles slightly. 

"fucking love you" he says and kisses my thigh and up it slowly. "so fuckin much" 

I bite my lip watching him, his eyes on me and and my mouth parts, the closer his mouth gets to my pussy. 

"Carver" I pant his name softly. 

My toes cur; and I hear the giggles of the girls , the fucking cackling bitchy laughs and I wince.

"Who are those girls?" I ask and he stops , cocking a brow, his mouth so close to my center. 

"What girls?" he asks. 

"The ones that were near you...giving me dirty looks" 

His brow lifts higher. "They were giving you dirty looks?" he asks and I nod. 

"Then they can leave." he says and goes to move. 

"No." I say and he stops and looks at me. 

"Tell me who they are." I say. 

"No." he says and I flinch. 

"why not?" I ask. 

"Cause they're not fucking important." he says and I grit my teeth and close my legs and he sighs. 

"Bellamira." he says. 

"No. It's fine. More secrets. Just wonderful. More of trying to distract me by dumbing me down into a mindless whore that's easier to deal with when she's getting her pussy licked. Got it." I say and his hands slap to the roof of the car at my sides as I try to slip down. 

"Fuck that." he growls at me and I glare at him. 

"Don't fucking growl at me." I bite. 

"you fucked them, didn't you." I argue. 

"first of all pretty girl...let's circle back a fucking moment....don't ever say that shit again...about me wanting to fucking dumb you down." he says, jaw clenched.

"Then quit making me feel like that's what you're doing!" I argue. 

"I cant help if I cant keep my fucking mouth off your cunt Bellamira." he says and grits his teeth and I scowl at him, but fuck, my cunt liked those words a lot. 

"I already told you theres shit I cant tell you...you agreed to this...so dont make me out to be the fucking bad guy when I'm trying to make it up to you the only way I know how." he says and I cross my arms, and then one leg over the other and glare down at him. I liked this vantage point, him shorter than me for once. Even if it wasnt by much. 

"Then why even bring me here? If there's gonna be bitches giving me dirty looks and you cant even tell me why, or who they are, I KNOW you fucked them, I can fucking tell!" I say and he clenches his jaw. 

"Yes. I've fucked them." he admits. 

I throw my hands up. "Why was that so hard to answer then?!" 

"Because I fucking hate that I've ever bothered to fuck anyone else when you've always fucking been there." He slaps his hand down and I jump. 

"Cause I cant stand those fucking girls, and im ashamed that I fucked girls like that, cause they're not YOU...they're so fucking far from how fucking perfect you are."

"yet you wont fuck me, but you'll fuck them" 

"You're so god damn infuriating right now" he growls at me. 

"Tough" I bite out and a small smile is on his mouth. 

"I dont fuck you Bellamira...not because I dont want to, not because i havent been absolutely dying to fuck you since forever, but because you're fucking sweet, and I like you sweet, I like that you're a virgin."

"So im a fetish?" I ask cocking my brow. 

"Will you shut your fuckin mouth for a god damn minute baby?" he sighs and I gape at him. 

"Excuse you?" I ask. 

"You heard me. " he says and snatches me off the roof of the car and I yelp as he pulls me, my legs slipping around him as he pins my body to the windows and pushes up my shirt. 

"Carver!" I yell at him and shove at his hands. 

"It's the only way you shut up" he groans and pushes my shirt back up and I go to argue, but the second he claps his warm mouth around my nipple, I swallow down any reply and whimper. 

"carver" I whine and and he groans and sucks my nipple harder. 

"You're not a fetish. I have every intention of being your first. Why is it so bad that I want to fucking wait Joliette? Why is it so bad, that I want to deserve the fucking gift that's between your fucking legs waiting for me to rip it fucking open?" he growls slightly against my breast and I whimper his name again. 

"You wont even let me see it" I whimper and he chuckles. 

"Because I like focusing on YOU, again, why is that bad?" he asks and kisses up my chest, and skips over my pushed up top to my neck, his hands on my tits and his hips pinning my body to the car. 

"It's not." I whimper. "But I want you, I just....I dont get to know everything about you...you make me fall in love with you...and you're holding back so much...and i agreed to whatever the fucking secrets are for now...but i didnt agree to this...i need you so bad" I whimper. I was pathetic, desperate, and no good than any fucking guy that's tried to guilt a girl into sleeping with them. 

"Bellamira" he groans and grabs my face and kisses me and then pushes his forehead to mine. 

"the way you want my cock drives me fucking crazy" he whispers and I bite his lip and he groans. 

"Show it to me" I moan against his mouth. 

He smirks. 

"Dont piss me off, show it to me, now" I say and he laughs. 

"stop it! Im serious!" I say and shove at his chest and he laughs, wrapping his arm around me.

"I'm serious Carver!" I squeak as he yanks open the backseat and then shoves me onto the seat. 

"Go on then." he says, placing his hands on the top of the car and nods down to his crotch. 

"Go ahead. Do what you want with it Bellamira."