EroticReverie

Victoria Vivian VonVincent

I ignore the apology texts from Jacob. I'll reply eventually, but not tonight. Let him really think about what he's done, ruining our fucking friendship, for what? Cause he caught a boner?  I'd agreed to not see Jacob anymore, to not talk to him, while Tyson fucked me against the wall outside of my home earlier. But, that was in the moment, and I wasnt ready to throw away a friendship with someone over one mistake. I was just as livid as Tyson was with Jacob. Okay, maybe not as livid, because I wasnt willing to cut off his hands. But, I was furious that he'd just put his fucking hands on me, without even talking to me about it. I couldnt shut that shit down. How long has he been wanting to do that? He said he was tired of pretending. Was he just pretending to be my friend? In hopes of getting into my pants? If so, that really fucking sucked. Because I loved Jacob, he was like family to me, more than just a friend. 

Tyson sits on his bed , in a pair of silk boxers, leaning against the head board, his hands up behind his head as he looks at me, coming out of the bathroom attatched to his master bedroom. Tysons house was smaller , much smaller than my parents castle home. But it was still big, still had too many rooms for one man. but I loved Tyson's home. I loved it because it's where I spent time with him, falling in love with him, where most of our secret moments were kept, and all of our memories we've collected so far. This was home, with him. 

"You're still mad." I say, finishing off the end of my braid, walking over to his giant bed in my royal purple silk camisole and sleep shorts, pushing the end of my long braid over my shoulder.

"At you? No." he says simply. I put my hands to the bed, crawling on.

"Should we talk about it now? I'm sure you want to tell me that you told me so." I roll my eyes and crawl up to him, over his legs, on my hands and knees, the small smug smirk on his lips, should piss me off, but only turns me on. 

"say it, go on" I say, nudging the tip of my nose against his, hovering my mouth near his. 

"I told you so." he says and I dip my mouth to his, biting his lower lip softly. 

"Feel better now ?" I ask after her groans, and I let his lip slip from my teeth and then kiss along his jaw and down his neck.

"A little." he says. 

"hm, tell me what I can do to make you feel better Tyson Tremaine" I speak against his chest, already kissing down towards his cock. 

"I think you're well on your way to taking care of that princess" he says, sliding his hand over the crown of my head. Stroking my hair , and then sliding it down my braid. 

"we still need to talk about it" I say, kissing down his stomach.

"What's there to talk about? It's handled, and you're not going to see him or speak to him again." he says and I lift my eyes. I say nothing but he gathers all he needs to with that one look I give him. 

"Victoria." he says my name and his jaw clenches.

"I've known him almost my whole life Tyson. I can't just-"

"Fuck." He growls, and then shifts and pushes me off him. It's not rough or hard, but its dismissive and it only makes my temper flare.

"so, you DONT want a blow job?" I ask, trying to keep it as non combative tonight as possible. 

"I want some fucking respect Victoria." he snarls at me. 

I bite my tongue.

"I'm so sick of this fucking conversation." he says, moving, shifting to the side of the bed and getting up. 

"Well so am i!" I raise my voice and he looks over his shoulder, stopping and looking at me, turning back around.

"It's like beating a dead horse Tyson" I say throwing my hands in the air and then sitting on my knees, my ass on my feet.

"It's like beating the horse that wants to fuck my future wife, THAT is what it's like." he glares at me. 

God. He makes it hard to argue with him when he says that. Future wife. My ovaries are fucking screaming right now. 

"Can we just, table this for tonight?" I ask, and I crawl over to the side of the bed, kneeling there as he stands a few feet away looking at me. 

"You've been gone three months Tyson....I just want to touch you...and kiss you...and fuck you...make love to you" I say as I grab the hem of my camisole and lift it, his eyes following every move as I lift it and toss it to the end of the bed. 

He lets out a heavy sigh. 

"I dont want him near you." he says.

"Come here." I say as I shove my shorts down and slip them off, then slip onto my stomach, biting my lip as I look at him. 

"come here baby" I repeat. "I want to make love to your cock with my mouth" 

"fucking hell Victoria." he groans. I smirk. 

"Argue with me tomorrow...give me your cock baby" I say and lick my lips and his nostrils flare and I smile up at him as he walks the few steps to the bed. 

"thank you baby" I whisper, letting my hands curl over the edge of the bed as I stay propped on my forearms and brush a kiss against his dick through his silk boxers.

"Mmmm, take it out baby, let me kiss it" I hum against his cock as it grows harder in his boxers.

"Fuck" he mutters, pushing them down, his cock in front of my face as I tily my head slightly, my eyes on him as I press a soft kiss to his cock.

"Is this mine?" I ask him , letting my tongue graze the side of his cock slowly.

"yes" he groans. "It's yours." 

"Mmm" I moans and kiss his cock. 

"Put it in my mouth Tyson ......I want to suck your cock so fucking bad...i've missed you so much, so much baby" I moan as I kiss the tip and open my mouth and Tyson grabs the base of his cock and pushes the head past my lips and I wrap my mouth around him and moan. My tongue pushing against the hard flesh.

Fuck. I love his cock. I loved sucking him off, loved riding him, loved stroking him, I just loved Tyson's cock. It was the only one I'd ever fucked, sucked, touched, or even seen. And it was perfect, and mine, and I was obsessed with it and the man that owned it. I could never want anyone else but him, ever. 

I mumble the words I love you around his cock and he groans loudly and grabs my head.

"Fuck Princess" he groans. "God, your mouth...your fucking mouth" he pumps slowly, thrusting in and out of my mouth. 

"its yours" my words are garbled by my full mouth.

He groans. "Be quiet and suck princess, fuck, just suck me" he commands and my pussy grows wetter at his need and his command and I suck him harder, a little faster and I moan around his cock, not wasting words , giving my man what he wants. 

"Jesus" he groans and looks down. "If I could...I'd make him fucking watch you Victoria." 

I keep sucking his cock, momentarily not even understanding who the hell he's talking about, because I'm so fucking focrused on sucking his cock and loving every second of it. But then my minds registers it, he's talking about Jacob. 

"I'd make him watch you suck my fucking cock....show him just what he'll never fuckin have." he groans and grabs my head more firmly, fucking my mouth now, his cock sliding deeper in, taking my throat and he groans. 

He pulls out and I already know how he wants me, so I flip onto my back and open my mouth as Tyson slips his cock back into my mouth , his hand reaching to my pussy, slapping it as I take him into my throat and groan around his dick.

"Make him watch my fucking princess swallow my fucking cock....show him how your throat opens for me....how these fucking legs spread for me" he growls and slaps my pussy again and I whimper.

"Show him all the hard work we've put in over the past two years, making it so my princess can take my cock in her throat" he groans and then rubs my clit, slowly fucking my mouth as I suck.

"hmm, how do you feel about that princess? Your little friends, watching me fuck your pretty face....he can sit right over there on the other side of the bed, while I spread you nice and wide, show him this cunt...and how wet it gets when I fuck your mouth" he groans and then uses his hands making me spread them wider. 

"Yeah, show him how it drips for me, and only me" he says, and slides his hands up my body, to my tits, grabbing them, holding them as he thrusts a little faster. 

"Mmmmm, I want to fuck you in front of him, make him watch me pound that cunt that he wants so fucking bad" he growls and I whimper and he pulls out, grabbing his cock and slaps it over my mouth, and I pant, drooling and my tongue reaching for his cock as it rubs over my mouth.

"Maybe thats what I should do, show him who owns you, who the fuck you belong to" he growls. Of course it'll never happen, but fuck if the feminism in my body doesnt look the other way when he talks to me like this. So posessive and jealous, and it soaks me everytime. 

"There's no discussion to be had Victoria...you WILL stop talking to him." he groans and slaps my tits and I moan, choking on his cock as he thrusts deeper and he pulls out quickly, allowing me to regain my breath and composure, giving me a moment as I pant. 

"I wont argue with you about it.....cause there's nothing to fucking say princess." he says and slaps my tits. 

"I was right, you were wrong, and that's that princess." he says, thrusting back into my mouth and I moan, he slaps my cunt against. 

"Understand?" he growls. I nod with his cock in my mouth.

"good girl, now turn over and bend over , so you can get your sweet cunt fucked"