EroticReverie

Giselle Galas

"Your ass looks fantastic in that dress Galas." a male voice whispers right in my ear as I stand in the tight gown. It was a blood red gown that matched the color of my hair almost exactly. The thin straps held up the tight torso of the dress that pushed my double d breasts together perfectly and hoisted them up, putting them on display the way I liked them. The bodice of the dress was made of a somewhat stretchy material and the smooth fabric clung to every curve of my body. I knew my ass looked good, my ass ALWAYS looked good, but I didn't need fucking Rainer Rancourt telling me so.

My lashes lift and flutter as I roll my eyes. 

"Don't you have someone else to bother ..Rancourt." I say, biting out his last name.

A soft chuckle from him has his breath blowing the small wisps of hair at my neck and it sends a shiver down my spine. I look up, across the room, to my parents, standing with his, all four of them with knowing smiles on their faces. They didn't know shit. My parents and Rainer's were set on having my parents three daughters, marry the Rancourt's three sons. My sisters have been more than happy to fall in line with the little arranged yet unarranged relationships. They've each pined after their "Designated" Rancourt boy since we were all young girls. My sister Serena was dating Emmet Rancourt, and then there was my sister Fluer, who was undoubtedly in love with Valen Rancourt, because that's why we were all gathered at the Rancourt's estate, for their engagement party. 

My two sisters made it easy for our parents to have their little fairytale of each of us ending up with one another. Yet, I was the only Galas who was a disappointment to that little plan, because me and Rainer didn't grow up with hearts in our eyes for one another. No, the only thing that simmered inside me towards Rainer, was annoyance. 

"Is that what I'm doing, bothering you Giselle?" he whispers, as he places a hand at my hip while I lift my champagne glass to my cherry red lips. I turn, spinning away from his touch.

"If you'd like to keep your hand, I suggest you keep it off me. That IS your dominant hand right? Careful, you'll need it to go fuck yourself." I say , letting my mouth quirk up slightly and my eyes narrow at him and he gives me a slow smile, one that spreads like the cheshire cat in alice in Wonderland across his face. It was a damn good face, too bad it was attatched to Rainer. 

"That's what I have you for Giselle." he says and I scoff with a roll of my eyes.

"In your fucking dreams Rainer." I say and turn, and lift my glass, sipping the champagne as he leans down, bringing his mouth to my ear.

"In my night dreams....and my day dreams Galas....this body is in, every, single, one of them." he whispers and I hate the way my nipples harden in my dress, hate the heat between my legs at his words. 

"I havent killed you yet in any of them?" I ask, lips still pressed to my glass, and down another sip and he laughs softly, the sound, the fucking breath from his mouth sliding down my neck. 

"You may have come close to fucking me to death in a few." he says and I roll my eyes, taking another sip of champagne.

"You fuck me so good in my dreams Giselle." he whispers. "I cant wait till those dreams come true." 

I turn my head and lift my chin to look up at him. He was the youngest of the Rancourt brothers, but the tallest, at six foot fucking five. I'm five eight, so it's not like it a crazy hegiht difference, especially with the help of my heels adding another inch or two. 

"do you know what a female praying mantis does after she mates?" I ask him and the corner of his mouth lifts and I watch his tongue peek out, a slow long lick along lips as he gives me a nod. 

"I do." he says. "She kills him." 

I turn again, facing him and look him right in those ice blue eyes, his shoulder length black hair is pulled back, his hair is pulled back into a tight clean man bun. 

"you would kill me Giselle Galas?" he smirks. "After fucking me?" 

"Mm." I hum and nod. "I'd never let you have the pleasure of taking me to bed...but hypothetically....yes." 

He smiles even more, his straight perfect white teeth showing and he leans down, his hands lifting my hips, and grabbing them and I swallow as he speaks in my ear. 

"I bet it'd be worth it....pretty sure I'd agree to it too....my life in exchange for the chance to bury myself so fucking far inside you.." he growls low, it's a groan and his hands squeeze my hips and my grip on my champagne glass tightens. 

"You two getting along?" a voice chirps beside us, drawing Rainer away from me, his hands loosening, falling to his sides as he stands up straight and turns to his mother Gail, and my mother Mira. 

"Of course." Rainer says, while my panties grow drenched from the words he just muttered into my ear, from those large hands that just had ahold of my hips like he owned me, like those hands could do whatever they wanted with my body. 

"I was just telling Giselle how beautiful she looked." Rainer says and my mother and his both coo and smile at him and me and I roll my eyes. 

"You do look very stunning Giselle." Gail, Rainer's mother says to me. I smile genuinely.

"Thank you. You do too." I say and then go to escape this nightmare , my mothers face showing disappointment.

"Maybe you should give Rainer a dance." my mother says pathetically, I can hear the desperation in her voice for me to let her and Gail's little pieces of their stupid arranged relationship puzzle fall into place. 

My mother glanes to the dance floor where other couples dance in their dresses, suits, and gowns. 

"no thanks." I say and my mother grabs my arm and stops me.

"Mind your manners Giselle Galas." she hisses at me. I tug my arm away from her, glaring, jaw clenched. 

"After all I do for you..." she whispers. I roll my eyes, inhaling and letting out a sigh. 

"Fine." I bite out, cause i'd rather spend a few minutes forcing myself to pretend to enjoy Rainer's company that have my mother guilt trip me for the rest of eternity. Cause that's how long her little rants went on for. 

I turn, set down my empty champange glass and look at Rainer. 

"Well then?" I ask him with annoyance clear in my voice and he smiles. 

"Yes Giselle, I'd love to dance with you." he says and I make an annoyed sound, and turn and feel him following me to the dance floor. I turn once I'm on the edge and gasp , he's right on my toes, and stepping into me, sliding a hand around my lower back to the low dip of the back of my dress that rests right above my ass. 

"You know, when your mother said you should give me a dance, I was half hoping she'd suggest one of the lap variety, or a strip tease" he says and I just huff, looking away from him as I place my hand on his shoulder. 

"Get closer Giselle" he says, and I let out a slight yelp as his hand commands my lower back, pulling me against him and my eyes widen as I feel him, his cock hard as steel against my stomach.

"Pervert" I hiss up at him quietly and narrow my eyes.

"Gorgeous cock tease." he says quietly so only I can hear and I lift my chin, nose in the air.

"You wish I gave a fuck about your cock enough to tease it Rainer." I say and he smirks. 

"It's adorable how you deny it, pretend you dont drip for me everytime were in a room together." he says. 

I make a sound of disgust. "You have the exact OPPOSITE effect actually....whenever I see you,  I actually dry up." 

He gives a small laugh and his hand splays across my lower back and then slips down over the fabric that covers my ass, leaving his hands right on the very lowest part of back, half of his hand starting to cover my ass, while the other half still sits right above it and I swallow and he gives me a knowing smirk. 

"Is that your way of telling me you want me to spread your legs and eat your pussy first Giselle?" he asks and my jaw drops, my head turning to make sure nobody around us heard him and I look back to him.

"Just..shut up." I hiss and he laughs as we move in a small circle and his other hand goes to my bare back and up it slowly, fingertips skimming my spine and I shiver, holding my fucking breath as his hand comes up to my neck, and he holds the back of it in the curve of his thumb and pointer finger, and then wraps his fingers around my neck as he dips down, bringing his mouth to my ear.

"Let me take you upstairs right now Giselle.....and I'll move this hand to the front of your neck...and hold it there while I fuck you into the god damn mattress" he groans. 

I shake my head, my eyes closing, my fucking panties soaking. It was just fucking pricniple. I didnt like being told what to do. Rainer was a cocky fuck ontop of it. So with our parents wanting me to fall in line, with him being so persistent and cocky with me, my brain wouldnt let me do anything other than deny him. It didnt matter that I've thought about climbing him and fucking him stupid several times. It didnt matter that all three Rancourt guys were like gods with their perfect toned muscled bodies and sharp jaws and all three with the same ice blue eyes. 

"Giselle." he groans in my ear. 

"Please." he whispers. "Let me fuck you." 

My hand grips his shoulder as my breath shudders and I find myself pushing against him, and it's harder and harder to breathe. 

"I'm fucking dying...to be inside you" Rainer whispers and kisses softly below my ear , the soft brush of his lips making me whimper. 

"i'll send flowers to the funeral" I say, regaining my fucking sense as I push back, pushing at his shoulder and his hand falls from my neck and away from my lower back as he just looks at me and shakes his head.

"Go rub your dick on someone else." I say, turning and leaving him laughing as I push through the dance floor of guests and away from the room. 

I needed to fucking catch my breath.