EroticReverie

Beau Brooks

I smile to myself as Savannah keeps huffing, crossing and recrossing her arms, glaring out my window as if she's trying to set the fields on fire with her gaze.

"You gonna keep poutin Hollywood or be a big girl and get over it?" I ask and she thrwos her arms down. 

"Shut up and just take me home." she says with all the venom her little New York attitude can muster. 

"You just tell me it's mine Savannah, and I''ll put this truck over and lick you so good, I'll have you screaming loud enough for your friends in New York to hear." I say and she lets out the most ridiculously adorable little growl as she glares at me. 

"You're not THAT good at it cowboy, get over yourself." She hisses, throwing those arms around her middle, crossing them, angling her knees towards the passenger side door and away from me.

"Right, that's why you were squirming like a little fish out of water with my tongue on your pretty little rich girl pussy." I say and she growls again, not sparing me another glance.

"Can you drive ANY faster?" she grumbles and sighs and I just smile to myself. 

"Tell me it's mine Hollywood and I'll turn that frown upside down." I tease her. 

"please stop talking, you're annoying" she hisses without looking at me. 

"Explain to me how you do it Hollywood." I say as I watch the road, slowing around a curve into town.

"Do what?" she mutters and shifts and looks out her window like the passing fields are the most interesting thing she's ever seen. 

"How you make me hard whether you're being cute and sweet, or cruel and rude." I say and she finally looks at me. 

"You're a fucking male. It's not that hard." she snips and lifts her chin, pushing that pretty little nose into the air and then turning her head away from me again. 

"God you're mean." I say and she rolls her eyes and I catch it, smirking to myself looking back at the road.

"How long you gonna be mad for?" I ask her and she takes a large breath and exhales loudly. 

"That long huh?" I tease and smile to myself and keep glancing over at her every chance I get. God, she was fucking incredible. Those pouty little lips are hidden, in a tight angry little scowl, those pretty fucking blue eyes, like none i'd ever seen are still glaring daggers out the window. 

When I pull into the driveway of her aunt's place, Savannah throws off her seatbelt and is throwing open the door.

I laugh at the loud slam of the door to my truck as she stomsp her cute little ass up the walkway without a word. I roll my window down.

"Dont I get a kiss goodnight?" I call after her, her hand lifting in the air , as she throws her middle finger up and I laugh.

"Goodnight Hollywod!" I call to her, laughing as she walks into the house, closing the door without looking back. 

So maybe my plans for tonight didn't go as expected. I hadnt planned on even getting to kiss the girl, but did plenty more than that. When she was squirming around on that dock, her wet fucking pussy dripping all over my mouth. I was fucking sold. hooked. and knew I wanted what I tasted to be mine. I couldve just kept going, let her have her fun, get her release on my tongue. I didnt need her to tell me it was mine, because whether she admitted it or not...it already was. I knew it. She knew it too. We had a connection, an attraction, whether she wanted to or not. I barely knew her, but liked her already. Liked her a lot. And yeah my friends and sister were right. Savannah wasn't my type. She didn't have any of the southern sweetness that girls here had, the easy going nature, or doe eyes that girls often looked at me with. 

Savannah was sharp around the edges just like her aunt had said. She was hard in the way that girls from here were sweet. She was easy going but stubborn, and those eyes, god those fucking eyes. Siren eyes. Sultry and seductive, not at all innocent or naive or doe eyed like the girls around here. Savannah knew how to look at a guy. Knew how to fucking draw guys in, and sink her pretty little manicured nails into them. I spend the whole drive home, iamgining those nails against my scalp and in my hair as I eat her pretty little pussy. 

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When I get home I go to the bathroom and spend a good thirty fucking minutes edging myself to her pictures on her Instagram. The one that does it for me, is a picture of her with her hair down, wearing a sweet little dress. It's different from the tight ones she wears in the other photos. It's soft, it's innocent and flirty, and she looks like the sweetest fucking thing, a large closed mouth smile, her cheeks full, lifted to her eyes, as she stands in front of some random painted wall , with her hands on her hips, and the way they rest on her hips is the only hint to her finger under that white linen dress. 

I bust hard, imagining eating her out against the painted brick wall. On my knees , licking her, drinking her up, and her juices dripping down my chin, eatingher over and over, licking at her hot pussy and imagining her telling me it's mine. 

And because I'm a fucking animal, I cum to her again before bed. That time, it's to a picture of her in tiny little shorts and strapples bikini top, one leg slightly lifted and posed, as she leans back on the front end of a boat, her tits sitting nice and pretty as she leans back on her hands, her blonde hair a messy pile on her head, a pair of big sunglasses and a bright while smile , and tan lines on her shoulders from a different bikini top. 

I tap the little heart under her photo. Then scroll to the other I'd used early, tapping that one. 

I smirk and then go to the little message screen.

"Just thought you should know, I've got a summer resolution." I type. 

"To cum to every single one of your pictures on your page."

"Two down Hollywood, hundreds more to go." 

I smile when a response pops up , but my smile fades and I growl when I read it. 

"Congrats on learning how to message me cowboy. Allow me to be the first female to block you on instagram. Have fun jerking off to a blank screen." 

When I try to go back , I curse. She did it. She actually fucking blocked me. 

I shake my head, growling, and then laughing. 

Oh, I'd be paying her little ass a visit tomorrow. If for no other reason than to enjoy getting one of those little growls out of her.