Savannah
Beau left my room while I got dressed. He’d told me to wear a dress. So of course in the name of staying true to my rebellious , spoiled, do what I want attitude. I put on a pair of short jean shorts and a cropped D&G shirt that shows off plenty of my midriff, and a pair of black Jimmy Choo heels. I brush my hair. Pull it up into a ponytail and then put on my red lipstick and a coat of mascara and grab my phone and my purse.
“Fine. Let’s go” I say as I walk out and see him sitting in the living room with my aunt.
“She’s a bit rough around the edges” my aunt says to my short clipped command to Beau.
“My edges are perfect. Thank you very much”I
Say sticking my nose up and walking out the front door as Beau bites his lips together fighting a laugh and stands. Says goodbye to aunt and then is behind me a second later and placing his hand on the small of my back.
“That’s not a dress” he says as we walk off the porch.
“Are all you southern boys so smart?” I ask sarcastically and he laughs and then opens the side door of his truck and helps me get in.
We’re driving into town and giving each other shit along the way like we haven’t already made out, as if I didn’t just ride him and dry hump his dick like a fucking animal just thirty minutes ago.
He takes me to the water, and we’re sitting on a small dock with our legs over the edge.
He pulls out his phone and then pulls open the Instagram app. I watch as he goes to make a post and uses the take picture option instead of his camera roll. Was he insane? Nobody takes a picture and just posts it. I say as much as he snaps a picture of me.
“You can’t post ME” I say and he laughs as he presses the buttons and I watch him post it.
“Why not?” He asks and shows me the post and I huff.
“It’s not even edited” I say.
“Doesn’t need to be. Have you seen yourself?” He says taking his phone back and then accepts the friend request from me as I ignore the compliment.
“Damn Hollywood” he says as he clicks on my feed and scrolls slowly. It’s all posed pictures. Me by myself or with friends.
“I like this one” he says and taps one of the thumbnails.
It’s a picture of me in a hot tub , I’m standing and it’s taken from the side and I’m in a small black bikini that barely covers a thing and my back is arched, my hands lifted into my hair , my head back and eyes closed as I posed.
“Of course you do” I half laugh.
“Look at you, look at those pretty New York tits and that peach of an ass” he says and gives a low whistle and I laugh and reach over and push his phone down.
“Stop it” I laugh
“Why? Aint that why you post it? For people to look at?” He asks and I just roll my eyes.
“Perv them in private. Not when I’m right here” I say and he laughs and then exits the picture and keeps scrolling.
“Looks like you like to party” he says observing all the pictures of me with friends at clubs underage, only allowed in because we were rich and were good promotion for their establishments.
“Sometimes “ I shrugs.
“Don’t you have parties around here?” I ask.
He keeps looking at his phone.
“Yeah but not all fancy like these” he says nodding to a picture that he enlarges. I’m sitting at a table for my friends birthday at her house , leaned against her side and my other friend on the other side. All of us raising champagne glasses with a large chandelier in her dining room hanging overhead.
“This an ex?” He asks of the next picture which is of me at the beach , I’m sitting on some guys shoulders my hands up on the air with a big smile on my face.
“No” I laugh.
“Who is he?” He asks.
“I don’t know. Some guy” I shrug and he looks at me and raises his brow.
“What? I’m friendly” I say with a blink and he laughs.
“Yeah, you’re friendly alright” he says and I give him a shove.
“Jerk” I mutter and he laughs and keeps scrolling.
“He just a guy too?” He asks after a few more pictures and stops on one of me sitting on a guys lap.
“No. That IS an ex” I say.
His brows draw together. “You keep pics with your exes?” He asks and I shrug.
“He’s my most recent ex. I deleted most of the pics with him. But I look super cute in that one” I say vainly and he laughs.
“You do, but you look cute in all of them” he says and keeps scrolling.
“You should follow some other people, there’s a whole world of women in tiny bikinis out there cowboy” I say and he shakes his head.
“Yeah, but I haven’t kissed any of them” he says and smile to myself.
“Or seen em half naked and had my mouth on their pretty tits” he adds and then looks at me and winks and I give him a shove.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about” I say and blink several times and he laughs.
“Should I remind you?” He asks lifting a brow and I bite my lip.
“Only if you’re gonna actually suck them this time” I say and he laughs but then is slipping his phone onto the dock and then turns towards me as my chest lifts with a deep breath.
“Lay back” he whispers as he pushes his hand to my chest gently pressing and I lean back and then he’s scooting down a bit and leaning on his elbow. His face near my chest and his hand slips over my stomach and I feel myself squirm slightly as his large hand pushes my top up.
“Can’t have you holding it against me that I didn’t suck your pretty nipples” he says and my shirt is raised up over my tits , and he hooks a finger around the lace of of my bra and tugs the cup down , his mouth kissing my skin as he follows the pull of the fabric until my nipple is exposed and his tongue sweeps over the point of it making it tighten even more and I let my head roll back as I exhale.
His tongue is so soft, so warm and wet and his fingers tug the fabric more and I’m given the softest suck of his mouth around my nipple and I hear the small groan of his throat.
I have no idea why it feels so fucking good. My exes have sucked my tits plenty. But Beau is slow , and unhurried , he’s teasing me , his tongue licking over the hardened point and around them and flicking it with his tongue as his hand works over to the other breast and tugs that cup down too.
“All girls in New York have such pretty tits Savannah?” He asks then sucks my nipple softly again.
“Mmm, just me” I breathe and he chuckles and sucks my nipple harder and I gasp and my head goes back again.
“I believe it” he says and then is leaning over and licking his tongue over my other nipple.
“I’ve never sucked such a pretty pair” he says with a low groan and then his teeth come out to join the party and he clamps them down and pulls and I hiss inward and look down at him and his eyes are on mine.
“You like that?” He asks after his teeth slip from my nipple and I nod frantically.
“Uh huh” I answer breathlessly and hiss again as he bites down on it again.
Then is mouth opens and he sucks my nipple again , pulling it deep in his mouth as he fits as much as he can in his mouth and his tongue presses against my nipple and I moan.
“You suck a lot of girls tits ?” I ask and he groans.
“None this pretty” he says and I lick my lips and he brushes his lips over my hard nipple and then is moving down , kissing over my stomach.
“You know what else I wanna do?” He asks as his hands work the button of my shorts.
“What’s that?” I pant as my zipper is drawn down.
“taste some New York pussy” he says and I bite my lip as my legs rub together and he grins.
“Youre dirty” I exhale as his hands pull on my
Shorts and my hips lift as I eat him drag them down right along with my panties.
“Take your top off and your bra.” He says and I don’t even know where we are. If this is a spot others might come to. But I don’t care. I do as the “southern charmer” says and lift my shirt and reach around unclasping my bra.
The second I’m naked in nothing but my heels , Beau is pushing my legs apart and laying on the dock on his stomach and leans in, kissing my stomach and then downward slowly.
“You want my mouth on this rich girl pussy Hollywood?” He asks and I whimper.
“Yes” I hiss my answer and he hums as he kisses down and over the short trimmed patch of hair above my pussy.
“Fuck you smell good” he groans and bite my lip as I watch him press his nose into the hair and inhale. It was hotter than I wanted it to be. Nobody has ever told me my pussy smells good and I liked it. Liked the way that Beau was acting like he wanted to lick my pussy and smell it and taste it like it was ALL he wanted to do. My exes always acted like they were doing me a favor. But Beau was making it seem like I was doing HIM the favor.
“While you’re here….this is mine” he says and kisses my pussy and spreads me with his fingers.
“I don’t want anyone else tasting you, or touching you, or sucking those pretty tits, you hear me?” He groans as he looks up from between my legs.
“Lick my pussy” I breathe and he grins.
“I will , as soon as you tell me it’s mine” he says and breathes against my throbbing clit and I bite my lip.
“No promises” I say and he growls.
“Wrong answer” he says and waits as his mouth hovers and he licks his lips. “Try again Savannah”
“Put your mouth on me” I breathe as I look at him. God he was hot. Unfairly so. Nothing at all like guys at home. His brows weren’t tamed or plucked , he didn’t have a hundred dollar hair cut, didn’t have soft hands. They were rough, and I can feel the callouses of his palms on my thighs as he spreads my legs wider.
“Tell me it’s mine” he says and I shake my head.
“Lick it or don’t, quit wasting my time cowboy” I pant. His eyes flare and his jaw clenches.
“You wanna be difficult? Wanna play games?” He asks and I shake my head.
“Youre the one that said you wanted to taste it, so fucking taste it.” I argue as my pussy drips. I wanted his mouth on my cunt more than anything else in the world but I wouldn’t let him claim me or any part of me. I barely knew him, I might be a bit wreck less, but not with my heart. That’s been broken enough by the loss of my mother. I wouldn’t give myself to anyone just to have to walk away from them and lose them.
He groans and then I watch as his tongue lays against my cunt, his soft tongue catching the drip at my entrance and dragging it slowly up as I gasp. My god , his mouth. His tongue. He latches to my clit and sucks and I let out a cry , falling back as I pant and my hips roll as my pussy chases his mouth.
Beau groans , he curses against my pussy and his tongue slides down and inside of me making me gasp and curse as I grab his hair.
“Yes” I exhale. “Oh fuck, yes”
His tongue twists inside of me, licking at my soaked walls and he draws it out and lays his flat tongue over my cunt and drags it again up to my clit and I let out a cry.
“Like that, oh god, right there” I moan as he licks my clit like he’s done this a million times and my hips lift as I follow his tongue and my body chases the pleasure and my eyes roll back.
“Youre gonna make me cum” I cry. Because no guy , has ever made me cum. Not from oral or from sex , and i usually just fake it to get it over with cause I get too bored of them trying. But I was losing myself , lost in the low groan against my clit , I shake as he stops and kisses my clit and I whimper when he doesn’t keep doing what I wanted.
“You taste as rich as you look Hollywood” he says and lifts his head and then is fucking pushing up. My hands leave his hair and slap to the wooden dock.
“Wait. What are you doing?” I say with disappointment.
“I said I wanted to taste it. And I did. It’s very fucking good Hollywood, you have a delicious pussy” he says and then pushes to stand.
“Are you fucking kidding me right now?” I gasp at him.
“If it’s not mine, I don’t see the need to go wasting my time spoiling it” he smirks and licks his lips.
“You are an asshole”
He just chuckles. “Put your clothes on Hollywood, or don’t” he shrugs and then walks away and down the dock.
I sit there fucking stunned and my mouth hanging open.
“Motherfucker” I hiss angrily as I snatch my clothes. Slipping them all back on and then walking down the dock and past his truck that he’s leaned against.
“Where ya goin?” He asks. But I don’t stop not even to grab my purse from his truck.
“Hollywood. Come back here” he calls after me.
“Hollywood!” He yells as he laughs. “You can’t walk home princess. Not in those fancy heels!”
He says and I pause. Looking down. Then keep walking.
I hear his truck start and then he’s pulling up along side me as I walk along the side of the road.
“Get in the truck Savannah” he says and I ignore him.
“Get your sassy ass in the truck baby” he says and I stop. Whipping my head to him, slamming my hands on the door as I glare at him.
“I’m not your baby, leave me alone!” I yell right in his face and he just smiles.
“You really gonna walk all the way home princess?” He asks and I huff.
“Yep!” I say pushing of the window and keep walking as he drives down the wrong side of the road just to have his window next to me.
“Alright, suit yourself.” He says. Keeping his truck beside me.
“You should know it’s five miles or more back to your aunts place” he says.
I ignore him and keep walking, the vigorous steps I’m taking already wearing on my feet in these heels.
“You know, you’re pretty cute when you’re angry” he says and I just keep walking.
“You look hot, pouting your little spoiled ass along the road”
I pause and glare and he smirks.
“Get in the truck” he says.
“Get lost” I reply and then keep walking.
“Quit being stubborn” he says following me along the road.
“Quit being a dick” I reply and he laughs.
“I’ll follow ya the whole way back, so just same us some time and get in the truck Hollywood”
“No” I snap and stumble slightly on loose rock almost rolling my damn ankle.
“Jesus Hollywood” he says and stops
The truck but I keep walking as he gets out and grabs my arm and turns me to face him.
“Well do this the hard way then” he says and then I’m picked up and thrown over his shoulder and I scream.
“Put me down!!” I yell and rain my fists
Down on his ass.
He just laughs , carries me around the truck and opens the passenger door.
“Put your seatbelt on” he huffs as he pushes me into the seat and I shove him away from me and then move to get back out.
“Quit being a brat” he says and I shove at him as he pushes me back into the seat. “And put your god damn seatbelt on woman” he says and shoves the door shut.