EroticReverie

Tobias Thorn

I'd half expected it, waking up and having Maven be fucking gone, but I cant lie that I wasnt a little disappointed by it. Maybe I'm fucking out of mind and crazy, a psycho just like she said, for showing up here. But I wasnt about to let her run from me so fucking easily, not after last night, not after listening to her talk, not after I spent all night worshipping her between her legs. I wouldnt give up so fucking easily, she would make me work for it, and that was fucking fine by me. 

"Did you at least sleep well before you scampered off this morning?" I ask as she lays there naked on her floor, three orgasms down, a million more to go as I kiss her stomach, around her navel. 

"mhm" she hums and I smile againt her skin, proud of myself for rendering the mouthy part of her speechless. 

"I've never slept better" I tell her, because it was the truth, even if I went to bed with a hard on worse than any i've ever had.  I'd slept damn good with the taste of her in my mouth and on my lips, with her hot tits pressed against my side in the middle of the night when she'd turned and cuddled up next to me, wrapping her arm around me, leaving the scent of herself all over my bed with that hair fanned out over my arm and the  pillow. 

"I need to get ready for work Tobias" she says and I grumble.

"I told you already, that i-" I start and she interrupts me. 

"Listen, your mouth is magic alright, youre a king when it comes to going down on a woman, but i...I cant fucking be that girl Tobias...I cant let myself be stupid enough to just say fucking my responsibilities because some hot man with a magic tongue wants to make me his live in whore" she says, shoving up on her hands and I lift my head and look at her, pushing up.

"Cause soon, you're gonna get sick of me, soon you're gonna wanna throw your money at some other waitress or someone else...im not going to let myself be stupid with you....even if your tongue renders me brainless for short periods of time." she says and I smile. 

"Maven, I'm not-" 

"Don't" she says cutting me off again. My brows pinch. 

"Dont tell me youre not going to get sick of me....because you will....you're rich....im a plaything for you right now...and-"

"Fuck you." I cut her off. 

Her mouth pauses and she blinks.

"Excuse me?" she looks at me. 

"I said...fuck you." I say and her mouth shuts and opens and then shuts again.

"I had a great time with you last night...not because I spent most of it tasting by far the best god damn pussy I've ever had....but you know what I wanted when I woke up first thing this morning? " I ask and she shakes her head, keeping her mouth shut.

"To make you fucking breakfast." I say and then heave a breath. "Do you know how much easier it'd have been to wake up this morning with you gone if you were just a plaything? You'd have done me a fucking favor. But instead, you hurt my fucking feelings. My fucking feelings were hurt Maven." I say, admitting it, stunned that I'm even saying it out loud. 

"When I fuck women, I dont wake up the next morning wanting to talk to them over breakfast like we did last night over dinner. I wake up, praying they'd have pulled a little escape act like you did, so I dont have to go through the awkwardness of pretending I want them to stay longer. Sex is easy to come by Maven, I can fuck almost any girl if that's what I want." I say and she rolls her eyes. 

"Of course you can, you just throw your money at them and they part their legs." She says and I lick my teeth and look down over her body. 

"but not you." I say. 

"And that's why you're interested. For now." she says and I sigh and stand slowly.

"Can I make you breakfast or not Maven?" I ask her and she looks up at me from the floor.

"I think you should go." she says and fuck if that doesnt hurt a whole hell of a lot. 

"Do you really want me to go?" I ask and she stands, grabbing her towel and holds it in front of her.

"You said one date." she says and I let out another exhale.

"Right." I say, with a slight huff and humorless laugh.

"Well, nice to have met you Maven." I say and she opens her mouth and then shuts it again and I turn, because she was too fucking stubborn, to hung up on the fact that I had money. I'd told her she hurt my feelings this morning, I chose to be vulnerable with her, and she'd just brought up the money thing again. 

"I'll send someone to fix your door." I say looking at the chain I busted, then close the door behind me. 

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Maven Rose

I stand there looking at my door, holding my towel to my shivering body. This is the very reason I didnt want to go on a date with him. Because even though his cocky attitude and money was a turn off, there had been something about him that suggested he was more than the other rich men i've met. Last night, sharing a bit of our pasts over dinner, just that little bit of conversation had been enough to make me see that he was infact not anything like I was stereotyping him to be. Even so, I couldnt let myself fall for him, fall for a guy who so easily admits that women throw themselves at him, I couldnt let myself think that I could possbily be enough to keep a man who can buy anything he wants entertained. I was just a pretty girl, with big tits, that gave him a challenge. The second he conquered me, the second he wrapped me around those magic fucking fingers, he'd drop me and I'd end up listening to sad songs on a loop trying to mend my stupid heart. 

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I'm only scheduled to work till five, but one of the other girls called off and since I need the money, I offer to stay to close.  I stop in my tracks when I see him walk into the restaurant at nine pm, with a beautiful dark haired woman by his side. My stomach grows sick, because I knew I was right. I knew it. His eyes catch on mine as he helps take off her coat, my brows pinch tight and my jaw clenches, nostrils flaring and I turn and walk away towards one of my tables. 

It's a small fucking mercy that he doesnt request me as his waitress to rub it in. He's in the back with her, in the private room, and I can't fucking concentrate on a damn thing. Wanting to storm in there and tell him what a fucking prick he is for trying to make me believe that shit this morning, then walking in here with another girl. I knew it, I fucking knew it, and even still, having prepared myself for it, it still fucking stings just a little, because a part of me held onto a sliver of hope that I'd been wrong about him, that he'd show up again tonight, and Id let him in again, and he'd fuck me with his mouth again and beg me to let him prove himself to me. 

Maybe my period is coming, or maybe I'm just too fucking female, because I have to escape to the bathroom as I feel fucking tears fill my eyes. Gross. I angrily tighten my mouth refusing to cry over a practical stranger, what was my problem? I get to the restroom hall, and as Im puulling on the door to the womans room, Tobias comes out of the mens room. It's only a split second , but he fucking sees me, and I turn my head so he doesnt catch the tear coming down my cheek as I push into the restroom.

A split second after I put my hands on the sink counter and hang my head as I take a deep breath, refusing to let another stupid little tear slip, the door swings open, I lift my head and look in the mirror to Tobias standing there. 

"I was told you werent working tonight." he says apologetically. 

I huff and roll my eyes. 

"Sorry, I ruined your plans Tobias. You can go back to your date now." I glare at him in the mirror. One of his brow cocks up. 

"My..date?" he asks as he strolls in and I narrow my eyes at him as he gives me an amused smirk and I clench my jaw. 

"This is the womans restroom Tobias, get out." I say and he keeps walking over and as I stand to straighten and turn around he's already there, pressing against my backside, and placing his hands to the sides of mine and caging me in. 

"You're such a fucking sleaze" I bite out, glaring at him in the mirror and he smirks, dipping his head down. I jerk my head away and my body as he tries to skim his mouth along my neck. 

"I cant believe I almost fucking believed you this morning" I say, turning and pushing at his chest.

"Then you show up here, cause you think i wont be here, with another fucking woman, you're disgusting" I hiss and he's just smiling at me, smirking and god I want to slap that fucking look off his face.

"Is that why you were crying?" he cocks his head. "Did you get YOUR feelings hurt Maven?" 

My lips tighten and I raise my hand to actually smack him and he grabs it and I jerk and squirm as he uses his strength to hold my arms behind me. 

"Let me fucking go" I hiss. "I'll fucking scream" 

"You're pissed that I'm here with another woman, what's it fucking matter Maven? It's who I am right? You had me all figured out baby, so what's the big deal?" he asks and I tug at my arms. 

"I said let me go!" I move my leg to kick him and he growls then is spinning me around and making me face the mirror again, his hand comes up in my hair, grabbing a fistful and wrapping his other arm tight around my entire body as he brings his mouth to my ear. 

"She's my fucking sister." he growls in my ear. I freeze a moment and glare at him in the mirror. 

"Bullshit" I hiss and he laughs, tugs my hair and I groan as he grinds his cock against my ass and kiss my neck. 

"I'll introduce you if you'd like Maven" he whispers and kisses my neck again and I hate the way my head drops to the side allowing him to kiss along my neck. 

"I brought her here tonight cause I was respecting the fact that you didnt want to see me anymore, so I brought her when I knew you werent supposed to working, but here you are....." he groans along my neck and bites down and I hiss as his hand loosens in my hair and his arm around me goes slack as he moves his arm down and his hand slips down the front of my short black dress. 

"Were those tears for me Maven?" he asks as he pulls up the front of my dress.

"fuck you" I breathe and he chuckles against my neck. 

"Were those tears because your greedy little pussy doesnt want my tongue anywhere else but here?" he asks touching my pussy though my panties, rubbing his hand over the fabric and cupping my pussy. 

"Because you want me?" he asks softly and then turns , leaving me gasping and I look at him in the mirror, his back as he retreats, I watch him flip the lock to the restroom door and then turn to me. 

"I just finished my meal Maven.....I'd like to have dessert."