EroticReverie

Hannah Hartz

"He wants to be where I am" Brian says quietly as he fucks me from behind bent over the bed. 

"He wants to be inside you Hannah....so fucking bad" he whispers in my ear, his hand in my hair, cock shoved deep, my ass pressed to his hips and I writhe against him.

"Shut up" I breathe and he chuckles in my ear.

"I think you want him inside you Han" he says, his hips pulling back and then thrusting forward hard and deep. 

"I KNOW you do" he taunts as my pussy clenches around his thick cock and I bite my lip as he grips my hair and turns my head to the side a bit more and brings his mouth to ear, his lips against my ear as he speaks.

"You want your room mate inside this pussy don't you Hannah?" he groans and I whimper and bite my lip harder.

"no" I answer. I lie. 

Because I've thought about sex with Dylan pretty much everyday since I met him. But he was my friend, and I wasnt his type. He'd never expressed interest in me in that way. And even if he did, I loved Dylan. I couldnt ruin our friendship, I couldnt stand the thought of losing my favorite person by polluting our friendship with sex. Because Dylan deserved more than "a fuck". I wouldnt turn him into a prop or a toy, and to be honest, if I let myself go there with him, I could easily see myself falling for him, and I couldnt let myself get caught up in unrequited love for my best friend. 

"Tell me the truth and I'll let you cum Hannah" Brian groans in my ear. 

"fuck you" I pant as he keeps thrusting and groans in my ear. 

"you know I know the spot babe...tell me Hannah...and ill give your pussy what it needs" he whispers and I groan. 

"I can tell by the way he looks at you babe....he wants your pussy on his cock" he groans and I whimper. 

"stop it" I breathe. 

I didn't like Brian talking about him like that. It didnt matter that I was turned on by him taunting me, it felt wrong to talk about Dylan like this with another guy inside me. I wouldnt use him for dirty talk, or to help myself get off while with another guy. It felt dirty and wrong. 

Brian listens to me, just groaning.

"Fine....i'll make you cum anyways baby....cause i know your pussy needs it again" 

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I'm chewing my lip when Brian and I come out of the bedroom. I avoid meeting Dylan's eyes as he and Hank are standing right where Brian and I left them when he pulled me into my room. My skin heats with shame, and I wonder if Dylan is upset. I don't want him to be, but, even though I owe him nothing, cause we're just friends, part of me still feels like it's rude what I just did, and what I did for two hours with him in the house. Even though it's my job and my body, and even though Dylan has never made me feel guilty or bad about what I do for a living, it still nags me sometimes, wondering if he secrely looks down on me for it. Even if I know he's sweet and perfect and the best human I know, and that he'd never judge me, it's my own insecurities that whisper "what if he does though?". 

"I'm fucking starving, how much longer on the food?" Brian asks and bites my shoulder through my long sleeved shirt and I shrug my shoulder at him to get his teeth off me and he laughs. 

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It's less awkward when the food gets there and we're all stuffing our faces. The guys ask Dylan more about his job, and his work on my website, and thankfully Brian makes no other suggestive remarks about my and Dylan's friendship. 

I hug Brian and Hank goodbye and they each shake Dylan's hand, and Brian pulls him into some kind of weird man hug that I can see takes Dylan by surprise. I just smile and roll my eyes, because Brian was the most likeable douche I've ever known. 

Hank chucks me under my chin and winks , leaning down and kissing my cheek. 

"See ya later" he says and him and Brian both leave and I shut the door and then turn to Dylan. 

He just smiles slightly. 

"They're cool" he says and I let out a little laugh. 

"Hank is...Brian...not sure" I say joking and he blushes slightly. 

"Listen....I'm sorry...he made it awkward....then i made it more awkward by going in my room-"

Dylan holds his hand up. "It's fine Hannah, you never have to apologize for what you do...it's not like we're..." he stops himself and then clears his throat. 

He lifts his hand behind his head, scratches it a bit and then shakes his head. 

"I got some work stuff to do." he throws his thumb over his shoulder. I tuck my lower lip and bite it and nod.

He gives a half smile, turning and going to his room. When his door shuts , I let out a sigh and then go to walk to my room, and see Dylan's phone on the counter and it pings.

I walk over to grab it when a message lights up on the screen. 

"Make sure you record it when u fuck her, get ur cut of the profit too" 

I feel my brows pinch and Dylan's door opens as he walks back out, finding me with his phone in my hand. I swallow down the lump in my throat. My mind building a thousand scenarios in my head as I lower my hand and then lift again and hold it out to him as I walk over. 

"I was...just bringing it to you." I say and he can see it on my face, see something is wrong and he takes his phone. Swiping it and I watch his reaction to the notification. 

"Jesus christ" he mutters , and I watch him angrily swipe at his screen and then start thumbing out a message, nostrils flaring and the little pit in my stomach disappears, because of course Dylan wouldnt talk about me like that with someone else, and I was a jerk for thinking he would. But who the fuck was talking about me like that to him? 

He lifts his eyes. "Did you...read that?" he asks and I shrug. 

"I didnt mean to. I just ...I was just picking it up to bring it to you" 

"Hannah...that's not....I would never.....it's fucking Tom...the guy from work.....he..." Dylan shakes his head. 

"He's a fucking asshole. I'm sorry." he says and I shake my head and force a little smile. 

"It's fine." I say with a shrug. 

"He...found your page I guess....and thought he was being funny....and he's not...and I would never let anyone disrespect you or talk about you like that" he says and I nod. 

"I know" I say and feel tears burn in my eyes and Im not sure why. I turn before he can see them. Because is this what he dealt with? Coworkers that teased him or talked shit to him because he lived with a sex worker? Was I making his job harder for him because people knew what I did?

"Hannah" he says and I turn and his brows draw together , because he can see the tears I'm fighting. 

"Hannah, no" he says shaking his head and walks over, grabbing me pulling me into a hug. Immediately the tears burst and I let him cradle my head to his chest.

"I dont even know why im crying" I laugh and he hugs me tighter. 

"I'm sorry if what I do makes guys at work bother you and-"

"Hannah, stop, YOU have nothing to apologize for. Ever" he says and hugs me to him even tighter and wraps my arms around him, clutching onto the back of his shirt. He holds me like this, both of us hugging each other and I settle myself. 

"You give the best hugs" I say once I've finally tamed my tears. 

He kisses the side of my head at the temple. "You too Hartz" he says and I smile and bury my face back in his chest and keep hugging him. I finally pull away gently and look up at him and it'd be so easy to kiss him right now. For a brief second my toes push slightly against the floor to lift me to his mouth and I let myself stumble back onto my heels and look away. 

When I look back up at him, his eyes are still on me and his hand lifts to the side of my face, and my hearts twists inside me chest with how gently and lovingly he holds my cheek and I turn my head slightly, laying my face into his hand and closing my eyes briefly to enjoy it. 

"You're perfect Hartz. Never change." he says and my eyes open and my heart is beating wildly again as he looks at me with such fucking adoration that it hurts. 

"No you are." I say and he gives me an easy smile, leans in and presses a kiss to my forehead. 

I let my shoulders fall with a slow exhale, closing my eyes as his lips press to my forehead. 

"Why dont you go shower and what not, and we can watch a show or something" he says and I nod and lifts my eyes to him again. 

"okay" I answer with a smile. 

"We can binge a few episodes while we work on the finishing touches for your site." he says and I shake my head. 

"I just wanna watch tv with you...and just be normal Hannah." I say and he smiles and nods.

"You're always normal Hannah" he says and I smile and nod.