EroticReverie

Rainer Rancourt

Giselle Galas is mine. Not because our parents willed it so in their silly heads, but because she's been mine ever since we shared our first kiss. An innocent little peck on the lips, when she was seven and I was nine. We'd seen it in the movies, we wanted to do it. So we did. That innocent little peck sealed my fate , cause I crushed on the girl everyday since. I'd love to say it was reciprocated , but that's not the case at all. Because ever since that day, since that soft little peck on the lips, ever since Giselle scowled at me right afterwards and pushed me onto my ass and ran...I've been chasing her ever since. 

The Galas daughters were always known for their beauty, all of them shared red hair like that of their mother Mira.  Fleur , the oldest sister, had more of astrawberry blonde, as did Serena the middle sister before she dyed it blonde. But Giselle, Giselle had the most gorgeous red hair I've ever seen. It a beautiful darker red, that almost seemed unreal, like she got it turned that was in a salon, but it was all her. Each of the sisters had bold green eyes, just like their mother too. But of course, Giselle's were the brightest, and I've seen them every shade of green, depending on her mood they could turn forest green, to green like the grass, but most of the time, they were a stunning light green, that sparkled with little flecks of amber and yellow. 

Giselle also had the best body, her sisters were a few inches shorter than her, both with more thin frames, but Giselle had more weight on her, long legs, with thick thighs, and ass that made everyone fucking stare at it. She had wide hips and the perfect slope to her waist. The girls in that family were all blessed with big breasts, but again, Giselle had just a bit more, as if her parents said, alright, this is the last one, let's put everything that's left into her, and then the body and face gods blessed he with every last speck of it in the universe. 

My brother Valen, and Fleur, Giselle's oldest sister, have been dating since middle school and were now after tonight, officially engaged to be married. 

My middle brother Emmett, was dating the middle Galas sister Serena. They took a bit longer to make our mothers proud, and didnt offically get together until Serena's first year in college two years ago. Even though they'd flirted and hooked up a few times before that, they'd dated others first, then decided to make the leap and finally let it happen. 

Now it was just me and Giselle left. I smile to myself thinking about all the times Giselle either kicked or punched me as young kids, her mother yelling at her, all the times she let her wicked streak show towards me after that little kiss we shared. She was a flame haired devil, and has been the thief of my fucking heart for twelve god damn years. 

"Oh, fuck off, fuck all the way off" she sighs, leaning against one of the stone pillars outside after the party is over, after she's downed more champagne and probably too much of it.

"Truce." I say putting my hands up in surrender with a small smile and she rolls her gorgeous green eyes.

"yeah right" she mutters and then looks out over the yard, the garden and pond in the backyard. I follow her eyes, smiling as she looks to the old swing hanging from one of the large trees, right outside of the large garden. Where she let me kiss her when we were kids.

"Come on" I say, and hold out my hand. 

She looks at me, scowling, looks at my hand as if I've just taken a  shit and used my hand to wipe my ass.

"What?" she asks. 

"Jesus Galas, just fucking come on." I say, flipping my hand palm up and wiggling my fingers, stretching out my hand more. 

She scrunches her nose, I sigh. 

"Fine" she huffs, and slaps her hand into mine. I smile as I pull her from the pillar and down the set of stone step and down into the yard. 

"and what are we doing exactly...I can't walk in grass in these heels Rainer" she complains. 

"then take them off Galas" I say, turning, and stopping she almost runs into my chest.

"What? No." she says and I smile and laugh.

"when is the last time you've walked barefoot in the grass?" I ask and she crosses her arms. 

"Just take the damn shoes off." I say as I bend over and slide the long gown up from where it kisses the grass.

"Rainer what are you-" She pauses, grabbing her shoulders balancing herself as she squeaks while I grab her shoe, sliding it off, watching her barefoot hit the grass. I remove the other, taking her shoes in one hand and then stand up straight, smiling down at her, her eyes falling a few inches shorter now. 

"Better?" I ask her with a cock of my brow. 

"Whatever" she mutters and I smile, taking her hand again and watching as she lifts her gown with the other hand to keep herself from stepping on it. 

"Remember when I kissed you out here?" I ask as we get to the wooden swing. when we were kids two of us could probably sit on it , side by side, but now it was only big enough for one. 

"Remember when I pushed you on your ass for it?" she smirks, walking around the swing, taking one of the thick rops holding it to the tree into her hand. 

"Hey, you AGREED to it, it's not like I just kissed you unprovoked." I defend myself and she just smiles and shrugs.

"Worst kiss I ever had." she says. 

"Ouch." I say holding a hand over my heart. She gives a small smile and then turns and sits herself on the swing. 

"Push me." she says, her legs kicking slightly and I smile from behind her.

"Where are your manners Giselle Galas?" I say mocking the sound of her mothers voice, of all the times I've heard her scold Giselle on my behalf. 

"up your ass Rainer Rancourt, now push me." she says. Then turns, her gorgeous face peeking over her shoulder up at me. "please." she adds with a smirk. 

"Always such a brat." I tease and she laughs to herself as I grab the bottom of the swing. 

"hold on" I say and she giggles, turning to face forward and I pull back the swing and let it fly. 

I smile, listening to her laugh and little yelps when I push her harder and a bit higher.

"Higher!" she yells out as I step back to let her swing back further before pushing her again.

I step away after pushing her as high as Im comfortable with and I watch jumping to leap back towards her when she falls backward, but her hands hold the ropes as she just drops her head back and sails back and forth , smiling with the faint fairy lights of the garden lighting up the night around us as she closes her eyes. She's the most beautiful she's ever been. 

She finally pulls herself up, looking to the side as the swing rocks back and forth , coming to a slow stop as I walk the few steps back over and then stand in front of her as her feet brush the small patch of dirt where our feet wore in thin as kids and it never grew back. 

I grab hold of the ropes above her hands as I step closer and look down at her. Her head almost all the way back as she looks up at me.

"You've always been so fucking beautiful Galas." I say, not quite able to stop myself. I knew she had compliments, hated my crude comments, and my nice ones. The nice ones she seemed to dislike more. 

She doesnt tell me to shut up, doesnt roll her eyes, she just stares at me. I wait for her to say something , and when she doesnt. I let my one hand leave the rope, bringing my hand to her chin, taking, resting the side of my pointer under her chin, the tip of my thumb on the space right under her lower lip.

I lean down, listening to the inhale of breath she takes, my eyes on hers as I bring my mouth closer, and closer, my nose brushing hers, my mouth hovering over her lips. Both of us wetting our mouths with our tongues. How much champagne had she had tonight? Was she of sound mind? Was I about to kiss her only to get thrown on my ass once again and have her run from me?

"How much did you have to drink Giselle?" I ask her. 

Her brows pinch and she looks from my mouth to me. "What?" 

"How many glasses did you have?" I ask. 

"why does it matter?" she asks.

"Because....im not going to kiss you if..."

"aaugh" she huffs and then is pushing at my shoulders to back me up.

"You've ruined the moment" she groans. 

"What?" I half laugh as she slips off the swing, and grabs her shoes from the grass.

"Spell broken Rancourt....goodnight" she says and starts to walk off.

"Hey, wait" I say and take a few short jogging steps to catch up, she groans.

"I was just making sure that you werent drunk Giselle"  I say. 

She waves her hand in the air as if shooing me away. "Well i'm not"

"Wait" I say as she keeps walking. 

"For what? I'm tired Rainer, I'm going home." she says and keeps walking and I take her arm at the elbow.

"Jesus Galas, fucking wait a second" I say and she turns.

"What?" she huffs.

"So you...wanted me to kiss you?" I ask, confused, the girl has done nothing but shut me down for twelve years. I was sure it was all for nothing, my constant chasing after her. I'd tried the prince charming ways of things, tried being a douche thinking maybe that's what she liked. Hell I've tried fucking everything with her. 

"No." she says then opens her mouth. "Maybe" she rolls her eyes at herself. "I dont fucking know Rainer...it was just...the fucking swing...nostalgia I guess, but whatever, like I said, spell broken, moment ruined." she says. 

"Hell no, fuck that." I say and raises one brow with a little laugh.

"Excuse me?" she says cocking her to the side slightly.

"I said...hell no...fuck that....I want that damn kiss." I say and she blinks several times. 

"Too bad" she says and shrugs. "No longer interested." she says, turning and keeps walking.

"You're so fucking full of shit." I say, walking after her.

"God, how are you THIS annoying ALL the time?" she huffs as she walks around the estate instead of through the house, through more grass, her hands holdingher heels and her dress up as she walks.

"Are YOU this annoying all the time? Actually, I already know that answer to that and it's yes, you are always annoying, and always a pain in my ass" I say and she turns, scoffing at me, jaw dropped.

"Me? I'm the annoying one? "

"Yes Galas. You." I say staring her down as I walk closer. 

"I've been chasing you for a fucking decade you impossible , insufferable brat." I say and her jaw drops further. 

"Well that's RUDE" she bites. 

"You're the fucking queen of being rude, have been ever since we were kids, i think you can fucking handle it." I say and her nostrils flare. 

"I want that fucking kiss Galas." I say stepping closer to her and she steps back a step and keeps looking up at me.

"Tough shit Rancourt." she narrows her eyes and I smirk just slightly.

Her breath hitches when both hands of mine reachup and grab her face. She doesnt move back as I move in closer, and dip down slightly.

"I said.....I want that fucking kiss Galas." I say, my eyes on hers and her mouth parts slightly. 

I watch her exhale her eyes flicking to my mouth and back to my eyes. 

"I'm going to kiss this fucking mouth Giselle." I warn her, dipping lower, back to brushing my nose against hers. My mouth hovering near hers, and she licks her lips slightly. 

"Then fucking do it already Rainer, fuck" she breathes and I smile and chuckle softly.

"Fucking hell Galas" I groan, licking my own lips. 

"Waiting on YOU  Rancourt" she breathes.