EroticReverie

Sadie

We're sitting at picnic tables out back of the cabin, all of our friends gathered, eating burgers and hot dogs, and drinking beers. 

After the dock, Bryan had carried me back to the cabin where we ate lunch. Then took a nap, then came downstairs and surprisingly watched a movie while managing to keep our hands to ourselves. 

I'm wearing a peach colored maxi dress and nothing else other than my sandals, my hair piled up on my head as I laugh at Jason sitting next to me, telling me a story from today as Bryan sits across from me at the end of the table. 

I feel Bryan's eyes on me, on Jason. Jason and I hooked up ONE time at a party our sophmore year of highschool. It's something I never even think about, because it happened so long ago. But when I look up at Bryan, taking a slow pull of his beer, he's not even looking at me, but staring daggers at Jason, who is sitting close to me, his body angled towards me, and I see Bryan's eyes go to my neck, and see his eyes register it before my skin does, as Jason sweeps a loose piece of hair from my neck. I jerk slightly at the touch of his fingertips brushing my skin, angling my head and leaning away.

"What?" Jason laughs. "What's wrong?" he asks. 

"Nothing" I laugh. 

"Why are you so jumpy?" he laughs and then his hand rests on my upper back, and slides down, and down, and fuck. Bryan looks ready to fucking murder him. I shift in my seat as his hand just hits right above my tail bone, and anglemyself towards Jason, to keep his hand from me. 

"Im not, I just...you're being very touchy" I say with a laugh and then grab my bottle of beer and take a sip.

He leans in. 

"If I remember correctly, you enjoyed it sophmore year" he laughs quietly. 

Any other time, I'd laugh it off, as just his harmless teasing, and making a lame joke , or bringing up the history of our hookup. I normally would cringe, but I do. I just roll my eyes though as I normally would.

"Guess, it wasnt that memorable, cause I dont recall that." I say, teasing as I normally would. 

He leans back in, his hand going to my thigh under the table. 

"Maybe i should refresh your memory tonight?" he asks as his hand rubs my thigh and I reach down and push his hand away.

"Pass" I say rejecting him. 

He laughs, and I jump as Bryan sets his beer down a bit too loud, making everyone jump and turn their heads towards him as he stands up. Muttering and storming off.

"The fuck?" Griffin asks directtly across from him. 

"Yo man, what's wrong?" Griffin calls after him. 

"Bryan!" I call after him and he ignores me as he walks up the back steps and into the cabin. 

Jason just laughs. "Whats up his ass?" he jokes and then turns back to me, placing his hand back on my leg.

"So maybe tonight we can-"

"No Jason" I say and push his hand from leg. 

"whoa" he says and lifts his hands up. "it was just a joke." 

"fine" I say. "ha ha." 

I turn and push myself up to stand, ignoring the pain in my ankle as I hobble away from the table, wincing each time I put a little pressure on my foot cursing as I limp towards the back of the cabin. 

"He's fine" one of the girls calls after me. I ignore my friends as I reach the steps and look up as the back door opens and Bryan stands there looking to the table, the his eyes flick down.

"god fucking daminit" he growls, nostrils flaring and storms down the stairs and I yelp as he bends over, throwing me over his shoulder. My head lifts, and I take in the confused, questioing stares, the cock of our friends heads as Bryan carries me up the stairs and into the cabin.

"The fuck I tell you about walking on your fucking foot?!" he yells at me.

"Dont you fucking yell at me!" I yell back as he carries me through the cabin and up the stairs. 

"You left! I was coming after you!" I yell. 

"Sorry if I didnt want to watch you flirt with your ex!" he yells as he kicks open the door to my room and carries me in and sets me down.

"I was NOT flirting!" I yell as he sets me on the bed and then glares down at me. 

"and hes not my ex!" I argue. Because he wasnt. Jason was literally a one night thing, I wasnt even attracted to him. I'd had a few drinks at a party, and was bored and horny, and hooked up with him. 

"bet HES kissed you though right?!?" 

I roll my eyes. "Oh my fucking god, we are NOT doing this" 

"Even if i WAS flirting with him, so fucking what ?! Im not your girlfriend!" I yell at him, cause I didnt like his fucking little temper tantrum. Id done nothing wrong, and he was being a posessive jealous ass. 

"What are we doing here then huh?" he says, gesturing between me and him.  I didnt want to cheapen what was happening between us, it was clear that feelings were now involved, I knew mine already were, and clearly by his reaction, his are too. 

"Bryan...." I say. "I was not flirting with him." 

"I dont want him fucking touching you." he says, nostrils flaring. 

"Well me fucking either!" I say angrily. 

"I dont want anyones god damn hands on you" he growls. 

"Fine!" I say. 

"Fine" he bites back. My brows pinching.

"You're pissing me off!" I yell at him.

"GOOD" he growls and I reach out and up and grab his shirt and pull him down and lean back and pull him over me. 

"pain in my ass" I groan as he sweeps his arm under me and pulls me up further onto the bed. 

"takes one to know one Sadie" he growls. 

"thats not my fucking name" I hiss and his angry fucking scowl turns to a slight smirk. 

"you make me fucking crazy chipmunk" he shakes his head.

"clearly you fucking psycho" I say and then grab his shirt and pull it up and lifts his arms and I pull it off.

"i hate knowing he's been inside you.....kissed that fucking mouth" he growls. 

"lots of people have....and lots of girls have kissed yours...you dont see me throwing a fit" I say.

"So if I let Cara sit on my lap youd be just fine with that?" he asks as he reaches down, pulling up my dress as we argue.

"I was not sitting on his lap" I bite out as he lifts the dress around my hips and run my hands over his arms, and over his chest. 

"damn near close to it" he growls and I shift my body allowing him to pull the dress up further and lift my arms. 

"So if Cara were to put her hands all over me?" he asks and tosses my dress, his hands going to my tits, grabbing them as he leans down, putting his mouth to them, kissing my nipple and I moan, arching my back. 

"his hands were not all over me" i argue and he flicks my nipple with his tongue.

"a single fucking finger on what's mine....is too much fucking touching" he says and kisses my other nipple and licks it. 

"Im not yours" I say just to further argue. 

"the fuck you arent chipmunk" he says and bites my nipple and hiss , and bite my lips. 

"you'd really be okay with another girl touching on me?" he growls and bites my nipple again and I whimper as I moan. Shaking my head. 

"I'd rip her hair out" I moan as he licks over my nipple and then groans. 

"cause im yours?" he asks and sucks my nipple.

"yes" I hiss in pleasure and slide my fingers into his hair as he makes out with my breasts. 

"and you're fucking mine" he says and I bite my lip , nodding as he kisses up my chest to my neck and groans against my skin, licking, sucking and nipping as his hand slides down my body, between my legs. 

"i'm yours" I whisper and he groans. 

"Say it again" he commands me, his voice low and hot in my ear.

"Im yours, i'm yours" I pant as he rubs my pussy and slides his finger inside of me. 

"My girlfriend?" he asks , pumping his finger in and out of me and I moan, writhing.

"fuck" I cry. 

"Are you my fucking girlfriend chipmunk?" he asks and I cry again.

"yes" I answer. "yes" 

"fuck" he groans. "god, fuck, i want you..right fucking now" 

"yes, yes" I pant as my legs spread. 

"Not your fucking pussy Sadie" he groans. 

My eyes go to his. 

"Kiss me already chipmunk, im fucking dying here"