EroticReverie

Sadie

I somehow managed to fall asleep as angry as I was, I had the female equivalent of blue balls last night after Bryan wouldn't fucking keep touching me just because I wouldn't kiss him. What didn't he understand? I wasn't sure what was going on here between us, and if it was just the close quarters we were keeping that was driving us to be stupid or what. 

But I knew, kissing Bryan was the last thing I should do. Fucking him wasn't a good idea either, but knowing how lost I could get in kissing him, after how nice he was the other day, taking care of me, even though he still drove me crazy too. A kiss..was not a good idea. Was everything he'd been saying just game talk? Something to get into my pants? Cause if it was...why hadn't he just taken the green light i'd given him and ran with it? Why did he NEED to kiss me? 

"Rise and shine my little chipmunk" I hear his voice and groan. I wasn't sure how he left the bed without waking me, I wasnt a very deep sleeper. Yet last night, after I'd fallen asleep, the only thing I remember, is tossing in my sleep once, his arm finding me, wrapping around me, and settling back into sleep and not tossing or turning at all anymore throughout the night. 

"go away" I grumble. 

"Come on, up!" he says and yanks the blankets off and I growl and bury my face in the pillow.

"Up up up!" he says. 

"I made breakfast!" he says, far to fucking chipper for me. I was NOT a morning person.

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Still in my tank top and panties from last night, Bryan helps me slip on a pair of loose sweats I brought with me to lounge around in, and now I realized i'd need them more than any of the dozen bikinis I packed for this week. He helps me get dressed without making any sexual remarks, and neither of us is mentioning last night, at least not right now and I'm thankful, because my stomach is growling and it's too early to think about last night, no matter the fact that my god damn lady parts are responding to how fucking good he smells, his hair is wet, and he's already showered and smells so fucking good, like soap and cologne and aftershave and he smiles once he's helped me adjust the sweats.

"I can walk." I say as he lifts my arm over his shoulder and leans down.

"The less you walk on it, the faster it'll heal the sprain babe" he says and I ignore the babe nickname, even though, god damnit, the lady parts like that too. 

"fine, whatever" I surrender and let him scoop me up and carry me out of the room. I already notice the quiet of the cabin, and surely all of our friends are already out for the day, doing all the fun shit that I'm supposed to be doing, that Bryan was supposed to be doing. I told him last night not to stay behind, that I didnt fucking want him to or want him near me. But thankfully he has clearly ignored my temper tantrum after his rejection , because sleepy and tired me, likes being carried around, whether I'll admit it or not. 

I wasn't ready to argue yet, still needing some kind of food to even have the energy. But I'd have to insist at some point that he go out and actually hang out with our friends today. 

I can smell the food the second we're in the hall, and when he sets me down at the table , a plate piled with three perfect pancakes, crispy bacon, breakfast sausage, eggs, and a small bowl of yogurt with different kinds off berries ontop with granola, a glass of orange juice, coffee, water, AND a side of  hashbrowns. I just blink as he pushes in my chair and then sits down beside me, to his own matching plate. 

"You made all this?" I ask , just looking at my plate.

"Yeah" he says as if it's nothing and picks up his coffee , taking a sip, then grabbing his fork. "dig in." he says and nods to my plate and then scoops eggs onto his fork and take a bite. 

"Did you cook for everyone?" I ask. 

He huffs. "Fuck no...they dont deserve my breakfast cuisine" he says and gestures to the plates as if he's created the worlds best breakfast. But to be honest, it was. I hated him, I hated him so much. 

"I only feed the cute chipmunks" he says and turns his head and winks, then goes back to shoveling more food onto his fork. Fuck that wink. Fuck this guy. I was a total brat last night, and he made me fucking breakfast? 

"You didnt have to do this." I say. 

"Just say thank you" he says and forks a piece of sausage into his mouth and chews, working on cutting a piece of pancake with his fork. 

"Thank you." I say as I grab a piece of bacon and take a small bite. If he wasnt here I would wolf this entire plate down like an animal , I was starving and the bacon was cooked perfectly and tasted like maple and my stomach growled at the flavor. 

"Welcome." he says and then takes a drink of coffee again and then keeps eating. 

We don't talk for the first few minutes, while each of works on our plates. 

"so when did they all leave?" I ask and he shrugs, chewing a bite of his food, waiting till he swallow to answer.

"bout an hour ago" he says.

"You could have gone with them." I say. 

He ignores me and takes a sip of his coffee. 

"How's your food?" he asks looking to my plate, a little bit of everything gone. 

"It's great, I was starving." I say and he nods. 

"Keep eating." he nods and I twirl my fork in my eggs, pushing them around my plate.

"You should have gone with them." I say. 

Again he ignores me, and keeps eating. 

"You should have gone with t-"

"Sadie." he says cutting me off, and turning his head. 

"I heard you." he says. 

"And I'm not sure what the point is in saying that to me, when you know Im not fuckin leaving you here alone. so finish your food and quit wasting your breath." he says and I jerk my head back slightly and blink.

"fine." I say looking back to my plate , blushing in partial embarrassment, because  I did know it. I could tell him to go a thousand times, and after what I felt from him yesterday..I knew he wasn't going to leave me here by myself to go do whatever our friends were doing. 

There's awkward silence as we continue eating and then he sighs and leans back, rubbing his stomach and I let my eyes go to the side, as his shirt lifts slightly, showing off his lower stomach and I avert them, because I needed to fucking quit it. 

"You full?" he asks and I nod. 

"Yeah." I answer and he pushes back his chair and clears the plates from the table. I watch him as he shovels the remaining food into the trash with the fork , scraping the plates, then the yogurt bowls, and then rinsing them in the sink and throwing them into the dishwasher , then coming back and grabbing the water and orange juice glasses, rinsing those and putting them in the dishwasher as well. 

I just sit there, awkwardly and he walks back over with the pot of coffee.

"You want any more?" he asks, and I shake my head. 

"no thanks" I say. "I'm good" 

He pours himself another cup and then walks the pot back to the kitchen and comes back and sits at the table. 

I wasn't huge on coffee, but I sip mine with the milk and sugar I used till it was more sweet than bitter and then set my mug back down. 

"I figure if you want, we can probably find something to do." he says and I look at him. The way his eyes look over me, makes goosebumps travel over my arms.

"If you want to anyway. I can carry you down to the dock on the lake, we can hang out there at least, get some sun, sit near the water...or I can drive us into town and we can find something to do there or-" he says as he looks away and scratches the back of his neck. 

"the lake sounds nice." I say and he looks back at me, a small smile on his mouth. He was so attractive and I wanted to slap him for being so damn hot right now. 

"Alright then. You want to take a bath or?"

"I'll take a shower." I say and he winces.

"Sadie... I dont feel right about you standing on a wet floor with your ankle and-"

God. My heart was bursting right now. I wasnt a morning person, but I also wasnt awake enough to not get all mushy and girly over the way he was being so fucking sweet to me right now. 

"You could take one with me." I say. His mouth stops moving, his eyes lifting.

I watch his brows raise. God, did I just say that? Yup. Yes I did. 

I watch him swallow hard. 

"are you...serious?" his brows pinch. 

I bite my lip, chewing it as I consider taking it back. Apparently everything from last night was still lingering there between us, my hands wanted to touch more of him, wanted his to touch more of me, but was this a good idea? No. Was I going to make good choices right now? Probably not.

"Yeah." I answer softly. My eyes flicking to his, his are trained on my mouth and I lick my lips without meaning to and I watch his nostrils flare. 

"Sadie...."

"yeah?" I answer softly. His jaw is clenched and his eyes are on mine.

"Don't you want to take a shower with me?" I ask quietly and he nods slowly. 

"Then take me upstairs." I whisper. 

With a slight groan Bryce helps me up and scoops me up again. 

"This is like christmas morning" he says half way up the stairs and I let out a little laugh and then am carried to the bathroom and set on the counter as he turns and starts the shower. 

I watch him as he lifts his arm behind him and pulls his shirt from the back off and over his head, my vagina overacting and pulsing at the sight of him pulling his fucking shirt off. 

My eyes are greedy and take him in. his body was perfect and toned and I wanted to lick every inch of him. 

"You next." he juts his chin toward me on the counter and I sit there, grabbing my tank top. He'd already seen my breasts last night, so I wasn't so nervous to expose myself to him. I lift it, hearing him groan as I pull it off over my arms and drop it, my hair falling down my back and I feel my heart beating faster as his nostrils flare, and I see his shorts pushing forward at the zipper, his cock starting to bulge. 

"You know you're perfect right?" he says , his eyes on my breasts. 

"Fuck." he exhales, stepping forward.

I lift my hand and press it to his chest as his hands come to my hips, his eyes come to me. 

"No kissing." I remind him before he even tries. 

"Whatever." he shakes his head and then dips his head down and to the side and places his mouth on my neck, his hands sliding up my hips and waist as I gasp and his hands slide to my breasts and up over them , his warm hands covering them, and brushing over my hard nipples as he gently bites my neck and groans. 

"God Sadie" he groans as I moan. 

"I love listening to you when I touch you" he whispers on my neck. 

"You sound so fucking good babe" he says and I whimper and he hums against my neck.

"yeah, like that...you sound so fucking cute and sexy" he says and then kisses up my neck to my ear.

"You let me know when I can kiss you Sadie...I wont kiss you till you tell me I can....but I'm not strong enough to turn you down twice...I'm putting my mouth all over you....I'm going to make you cum Sadie" he whispers and I whimper and grab his head, my fingers slipping over his head and my nails scratching lightly in his scalp as I gasp as his mouth courses back down my neck. 

"If I cant taste your mouth, then I'm going to taste every other inch of you" he says and his mouth moves over the top of my chest and his fingers tease my nipples as his mouth draws closer to them. 

He pinches them gently and pulls just slightly and I let out a moan and my head goes back. 

"You have the most perfect set of tits babe" he says and his hands slide from my breasts and around my back and then looking up at me. 

"I'm gonna suck your pretty tits till that pussy is nice and wet for me Sadie." he says.

"It already is" I whimper, admitting the affect this fucking guy has on me.

"Mmmm, is it?" he taunts and places a kiss near my nipple but not on it.

"yes" I exhale and he groans. 

"How wet is it Sadie?" he asks, his tongue flicks my nipple, letting just the tip of his tongue tease it. 

I let out a harsh breath and whimper. "So wet" I answer as I look back into his eyes and bite my lip. 

"You going to let me take your pants off, and those little panties, and let my tongue taste how wet you are?" he asks, cocking one brow as if he's not really sure how far I'm willing to go.

I nod. "yeah" 

He groans. 

"fuck the shower....I'm taking you to your bed." he growls, leaving the shower running, and wrapping my legs around him, my arms lifting around his neck, and his hands on my ass as he kisses on my shoulder and neck as he carries me into the room where my bed is still made, since we slept in his last night and he lays me down gently and carefully. 

"Fuck, it killed me last night not making you cum" he says through half gritted teeth as he grabs the waist of my sweats and peels them down and I watch as he takes in every inch of my legs. 

"it killed me more" I say and he grins. 

"yeah, you werent too happy were you babe?" he says and slides his hand over my thigh and I shiver as he then crawls onto the bed and leaves my panties on and then leans down, kissing my stomach. 

"no..i wasnt" I breathe shakily. 

"tell me you want me Sadie" he says against my lower belly below my navel, kissing it, then kissing the edge of my panties. 

"I want you" I exhale and her groans. 

"I want you too babe" he groans. 

"I want all of you , so fucking bad" he says and bites the edge of my panties and pulling them , his fingers hooking around the strings at my hips. 

"Bryan" I breathe as I watch the hottest thing I've ever seen as he drags my panties down my legs with his fingers, grinning up at me, till they are off my ankles, and then he gently spreads me, while his eyes stay on mine. 

I swallow hard when his eyes travel down and between my legs and I watch his face as his mouth parts and he groans slightly and then bites his lower lip and then curses.

"fuck yes" he groans. "fucking look at you" 

I arch my back, my body on fire and I whimper his name. His eyes flicking up and he shakes his head with a little smile. 

"I'm going to spend all week between these legs if you let me Sadie" he says and then settles down, slowly, groaning as he just stares between my legs and I feel myself dripping, and aching at my core. 

"I want to spend fucking forever between these legs babe" he says, stroking my thighs lightly and I whimper and squirm slightly.

"Mmmm, fuck, you're gonna taste so fucking good, aren't you?" he says and then pushes at my thighs, making my feet lift off the bed, my legs bending at the knee and I feel my toes curl, from just him staring at my pussy.

"Bryan" I whimper when he takes too long just fucking admiring it. 

"give me a second chipmunk...you dont know how long I've waited to see this pussy"