EroticReverie

Rainer Rancourt

I go to the bathroom , emptying some of the water, adding more hot water, and then walking back to the bedroom and scooping her off the bed. 

"Rainer" she hums almost asleep. I hated how much she cried. But I knew she needed to. She probably had years of pent up sadness and hurt that needed an outlet. 

I get her into the tub, sliding in behind her, her body relaxing against mine,  as I slip my hands onto her shoulders and begin to massage them. Even after making love to her till she stopped crying, till I could erase the hurt, and make it stop like she'd pleaded for me to, she was still tense, still wound tightly. Slowly I feel her relax, her body loose and limbs slack as she rests her head on my shoulder. 

She hums as I work my hands over her shoulders , pushing my thumbs gently into the knots in the back of her neck, and she's fallen asleep within minutes in the hot water, her muscles taking the relief, he breathing steady and I place a kiss at her head, closing my eyes and I cursing her mother, her father, her sisters, all of them. Her mother for the things she's said and made Giselle feel. Her father for not stopping it. Her sisters for not sticking up for her, but her sisters are the least guilty, because I know they've suffered to. But it seems like all of them were content to let her be the black sheep and the main target for Mira. I wrap my arms around Giselle, and kiss the side of her head softly as she sleeps in the hot bath, and I wish I could keep it hot for her all night, cause I dont want to have to wake her up again to take her out when the water cools down. She deserves rest. She deserves a fucking break. 

Neither of us planned on making love tonight. Yet, it was what she needed. I was just relieved I could quiet the thoughts in her head well enough to make her stop hurting, even if just for a little while. 

I look down at her breasts, as the rest under the water, look at her legs between mine and her arms resting loosely in the water. I look down at her face, her head tilted to the side slight, giving me a good look at the side of her face. A face that never deserved all those tears. So many fucking tears. I'd never tell her what to do, but I could only fucking hope that she wouldn't give in to them, that she would go back and apologize to her mother just to save fake for Fleur and Serena's sake.  I was sure my mother would try to play the neutral peace maker between me and Mira. But I didnt want fucking peace, unless it was Giselle's. As much as I loved my mother, and didnt want to cause waves for her or my brothers...there was no way I could let anyone think that what was said to Giselle today was okay, or that I'd tolerate it.  I've always known Mira was a bit of a bitch to her daughters, but I'd never guessed just how fucking much of a bitch she'd been. I was sure eventually Giselle would tell me, in her own time, if she wanted to. She must have a million things to get off her chest that she's help back, and kept bottled away and I hate that I've only just learned how awful Mira can be to her. 

Several minutes go by as I just bask in the fucking anger I have for the woman that gave birth to my favorite fucking person on this earth. I stew in it, tense and ready to rip her a new one all over again, then think of how hard Giselle had laughed about what I said about her mothers decorations. That fucking laugh, while hysterical and probably a product of the stress, was still fucking beautiful. It was a petty comment to make, but like Giselle said, it was probably the only comment, the only thing I fucking said to her that even registered, because that's the kind of fucking person Mira Galas is. Image and how others saw her, was the only thing that mattered. 

I clench my jaw as I think of her removing their family portrait on the wall. It was a ridiculous thing, oversized and pretentious, but to take it off the fucking wall, and replace it with just a portrait of her and Maxwell, then one of Serena, and one of Fleur, and fucking remove Giselle. God, that woman needed to be throttled. 

I notice the water is cooler, and dont even know how long I've been sitting here having another fake argument with her mother. But I gently nudge her to try and sit up, thinking I can manage to lift her and carry her and dry her off , all without waking her. But she hums softly as soon as I move, goosebumps traveling over her skin, and she shivers , as if her body is only now just realizing she no longer in a hot bath, but a cool one. 

"Let's get you out of this tub" I whisper and she turns her head. 

She gives me a sleepy little smile and nods. I kiss her forehead and help her get up out of the tub. She shivers as I wrap a towel around her, grabbing another and wiping her arms and then leaning down and drying her legs as she keep the towel wrapped around her middle.

"you, d-dont have to d-do that" she shivers, shaking. 

But she doesnt argue as I finish up and then take another towel and wrap it around myself and nod to the bathroom door. 

"Let's get you into bed" I say quietly and she turns and walks out and to my room and I follow. 

"Do you want clothes to sleep in?" I ask her and she shrugs. 

"I'll get you a shirt." I say and walk over to the closet.

"Okay." she says softly and I can tell she's feeling vulnerable, she's thinking about everything all at once again. Crying while I made to love her, and why she was crying, and all the shit that's happened today and previously with her mother. I grab a shirt and then walk back to her as she's drying over her breasts and her stomach and between her legs. 

"Here" I say quietly and take the wet towel from her, tossing it over the chair at the side of the room.

"My mother would flip if she saw that" she says. 

"I dont give a fuck" I say and she blinks at me. I pinch my brows. 

"Sorry, that sounded angry. And...it is...but...I'm angry at her...not you." I say. 

 She smiles a little and I take the shirt and lift it and pull it down over her head and she slides her arms through and lets me pull it down it over her. 

"Get in bed" I say softly as I nod to the bed.

"Bossy" she teases with a little smile, and the corner of my mouth quirks up. She's pretending to be okay again, and I know she's not, but I also know all that crying had to be exhausting, and...making love to her....was intense with all those emotions combined. So I didnt blame her for needing to get back to a bit of normalcy before rehashing it all. 

"That's me...bossy...not at all wrapped around your little finger." I say with a wink as I turn and go to the closet to grab a pair of boxers.

"You have a nice ass" she says. Making me laugh as I snag a pair of boxers and then walk back out as she crawling onto the bed.

"oh yeah?" I chuckle as I bend over and slip on the boxers.

"mhm" she hums as she slips her legs under the covers. 

"I kinda want to bite it." she says and I laugh as I walk around the bed.

"I'd prefer you didn't." I say as I slip into the bed beside her and lean myself against the pillows, partially propped up as she tucks herself into my out stretched arm and cuddle up to my side. 

"What if I ask nicely?" she muses and I smile down at the top of her head as she rests it on my chest. 

"Maybe if you ask nicely." I say and can feel her smile against my chest, she turns her head, placing a soft kiss on chest. 

"Thank you" she says and wraps her arm around me. 

"For me agreeing to possibly let you bite my ass?" I ask and she laughs. 

"That too, but no....for everything." she says with a little sigh. 

"I'm sorry I cried so much." she whispers. 

I lift my hand, stroking her hair gently, sweeping it back. 

"I hate seeing you cry....but I also, am not afraid of your tears Giselle."

"yeah, but..we having se....we were...you were making love to me Rainer." she says softly.

"I'd rather have you feel everything than nothing at all when I make love to you Giselle." I say and she kisses my chest again and then is tilting her head back and looking up at me, so I look down at her, and gently slide my fingers behind her ear, sweeping the little baby hair behind it. 

"I was just.....you're....I don't know what I'm saying" she says, her brows pinching and I smile down at her.

"so i just leave you speechless huh?" I say, teasing her lightly. 

"You do." she says with all seriousness and I smile softly. 

"And you leave me with words too Giselle. Quite often hoenstly." I admit. 

"Even when you're not around...just thinking about you.....i never have words for how fucking beautiful you are....or how perfect you are." I say. 

"im not perfect." she says. 

"to me...you're more than perfect, and nothing compares to you, nothing even comes close" I say with a soft sigh and she just looks back at me. 

"the only thing I know for certain in this world....is how much I love you" I tell her as I let my knuckles brush her cheek softly. 

"I love you too" she says and I smile. 

"Finally got you to admit, after all these years" I tease her. 

She gives me a little eye roll and then scoots up a little and places her hand on the side of my face. 

"lucky you, now you're stuck with me" she says. 

"thank fuck cause there's nobody else I want to be stuck with but you" I tell her and she smiles and brings her mouth to mine. 

"not even Christina Hendricks?" she asks about the redheaded actress she knows I love. 

"Only you Galas" I say. 

"Youre a dirty little liar Rainer Rancourt" and I laugh as she smiles and kisses my lips. 

"It's clear to me that you still don't understand how much I fucking love you if you think i'd even give her a second glance when I've got you" I say as she shakes her head and slips over me. 

"Oh, you're good Rancourt, you're so good" she says and I just smile at her. She thinks i'm full of it, but i'm not. Not even in the slightest. 

"she can be a hall pass, i'll allow it" she says and I cock my eyebrow.

"I dont want a fuckin hall pass" I say and slide my hands over her thighs as she straddles me. 

"Wow, you're really good at saying the right things" she says and slides her hands over my chest.

"I'm saying the honest things." I say and she bites her lip. 

"You're really telling me is Christina Hendricks, walked through your bedroom door and said, Hey Rainey" she say says making her voice breathy and batting her eyelashes. 

I laugh. "Rainey? She's going to call me Rainey? Immediately no." I say and she laughs and then leans down. 

 "she's wearing emerald green lingerie..." she says, continuting her little hypothetical. 

"her tits are pouring out of it Rainey" she says and I laugh and she giggles and kisses my neck and to my ear. 

"she says, hey big boy" 

I laugh and Giselle giggles into my ear.

"Again, immediately no" I say and she moans in my ear and my cock stirs at the sound.

"then why are you hard thinking about it?" she asks and with a smirk. 

"Are you kidding ? YOU are what is getting me hard, with your little giggles and moans and straddling me in my fucking t shirt...i am living my fucking fantasy right now.. Giselle Galas is my fucking girlfriend, and she's hot as fuck" I say and grab her ass and she squeals and giggles in my ear. 

"what if I call you Rainey, am I still hot?" she asks and kisses my jaw.

"yup" I say and massage her ass and groan as she lifts up and settles herself over my cock, her bare pussy against my dick through the fabric of my boxers and she bites her lips as she rolls her hips. 

"mmm Rainey" she smirks. 

"fuck, i hate it, but you're still the hottest fucking thing, and i still fucking want to fuck the shit of you" she giggles and then crawls her fingers over my chest, walking them over it and then pressing her palms to my chest as she grinds against me. 

"mmm, Rainey" she tosses her head back and I groan.

"fuck, call me whatever you want Galas, it wont change a fucking thing, you're so god damn beautiful, it kills me everytime i fucking look at you...there's not a god damn woman on this earth id rather look at...god, fuck" I groan as she sits there teasing me with my t shirt on and then looks down at me and she moans. 

"Rainer" she breathes as she drags her wet pussy over my hard cock and I can feel the heat of her cunt, how fucking warm she is, and how wet she is as she soaks the fabric. 

"Jesus Galas, I groan and reach down, shifting and pushing my boxers out.

"mmm" she moans and then sinks right down on it and I groan , my head going back as I feel her start to fuck me, bouncing her pussy right up and down on my cock. 

"I want you to fuck me Rainer, fuck me as hard as you can" Giselle moans. 

So I give her what she wants,and we fuck like nothing else matters. It's hot , it's sweaty, and I fuck her while she rides me, fuck her onher back, making her cum, fuck her on her side and then on her stomach as I pin her down and drill her while I fill her with cum. 

But even though i fucked her hard, gave it to her rough, and tossed her around the bed into each new position, I still made love to her. I could never have sex again with Giselle without it being more. 

When I collapse to the bed on my back and take a breath, and try to calm my fucking racing heart she slides down and begins to lick at my cock, sweeping her tongue over my balls and I groan. 

"Galas, fuck" i grunt. 

"our love tastes so fucking good Rainer" she moans as she drags her tongue up my dick and those words send me into another fucking realm. I reach down and fist her hair. 

"dont...say shit like that" I groan. 

"it does though...we taste so fucking good together" 

"Galas, please, fucking, have some god damn mercy on me" I fucking tremble like a god damn leaf.

"mm, no thank you" she says and takes me into her mouth.