EroticReverie

Zayne

I'm lucky I didn't fucking kill him. I'd heard her the second she'd said no, I'd been listening through the fucking door. disgusted by the sick fuck and listening to him grunt like a fucking pig while he fucked her and called himself Daddy. I had keys to every room in this fucking house, and had a key to hers in my fucking pocket that I kept on me along with mine. The second I'd heard her tell him no and her frightened cry and then him howling, which come to find out had been because of the scratches she put on his face and the fact she'd kicked him in the dick. Maybe she didn't need saving, but I sure as fuck wasnt going to wait around and see if she got herself free of the stupis careless fucking mess she put herself in. 

I don't know why the fuck she does she does. Why she feels the need to fuck men and boys and give herself to them, as if it proves something. Maybe it made her feel good, maybe she felt like she had something to prove to herself, maybe it was the same thing she did with me, the fight for control, and maybe they gave her that sense of control, who the fuck knows. All I know it it better fucking stop. That she's played around to fucking long, and I dont even want to know if that's happened before. My hands clench into fists as I think about it. But she looked so fucking scared and had been shaking, and I cant imagine those were the tears of a girl that had that happen before. I cant imagine she's stupid enough to fuck around like that again with a stranger if she's had that shit happen to her before. 

My other friends leave, Kaleb, Vincent and Damon all staying around to help with clean up as the shower runs upstairs. 

"Is it too soon to say that little dress she had on was hot as fuck?" Kaleb asks and I turn my head to him and glare at him. 

"Alright, yeah, too soon. Got it." he says and throws up his hands, as him and Vincent scrub the carpet on one part while me and Damon work on the other. 

We finish cleaning up, and the carpet looks good as new and then we work on the stairs, and the tile.

"You fuckin her tonight?" Damon asks and I shoot him a look. 

"What? I'm just asking. If you two dont fuck soon, she's gonna have you drawing blood from every man in the city" he says and I growl. 

"That's taken care of." I snarl. 

"Oh is it? And you think she wont go and fuck around again just to piss you off? Just fuck her man. Jesus. Give her what she wants and lock it down already, fuck" Damon huffs. 

"Shut up." I growl at him. 

"All im saying is...you clearly are gunna fuck her, you clearly both want it, and youre driving her to do carelesss dumb shit just because you want to fucking play with her, grow the fuck up before she gets herself hurt" he snarls right back. My brows lifting. 

"Don't tell me how the fuck to handle her." I argue. 

"Whatever man." Damon says and throws the rag into the pail of water between him and Vincent. 

"You do what the fuck you want then. I dont know shit." Damon says and stands. "I'm out. Later assholes." he says and walks to grab his keys and then out the front door as I just shake my head. 

"He's right." Vincent says. 

"Just....hook up with her...then you dont have to worry about her going and-"

"enough." I growl. "Just...fucking go home." I snarl as we scub the last of the blood from near the front door. 

"thank you" I growl at the them and they just laugh and shake their heads.

"Yeah man, you're welcome" they say ,knowing i appreciate their help upstairs, hold the fucker while I laid into him, and then helping clean up the mess. 

I lock the front door, arm the security system and then make my way upstairs. The shower is still running and I dont go in, I just go to my room and then strip off my clothes and change into a pair of boxers and then sit in my bed and scroll through my phone, checking game stats and other bullshit. 

The shower turns off and I hear her move through the hall to her room and take a deep breath and shake my head and keep looking through my phone.

I can hear her hair dryer faintly from down the hall, and just sit in my bed trying to ignore how badly I want to go in there and make sure she's okay. 

I hear her door open and then shut and then she's walking towards my room, and I hear the little knock of her knuckle at the my door.

"It's unlocked." I say and set down my phone as she opens the door. 

She's wearing a pair of black and white plaid flannel pajama pants and a large overside white hoodie, and her dried hair is piled up ontop of her head as she stands in the door, wiggling her feet slightly in a pair of black fuzzy slippers.

"Still mad?" she asks as she lets the door swing open, releasing the knob from her hand. 

"Yes." I answer her, looking her up and down. She looked cute as fuck, and god, I fucking hate it. 

The corner of her lips turn up. 

"How long are you going to be mad for?" she asks with a slight tilt of her head.

"Not sure." I answer as I look her in the eyes, her pretty crystal blue eyes looking back at me. 

She fights a little smile. 

"You're not mad at me." she says, and I clench my jaw. Fuck, I hated her so much. 

"I'm very mad at you actually." I say and she shrugs. 

"Well, get over it. I need you to un mad, so I can do something new to piss you off." she says and my nostrils flare.

"What happened tonight, isnt a fucking joke Chanel."

"I'm well aware." she says and crosses her arms. 

"And I meant what I said, you're not allowed to fucking go around and-"

"Yeah yeah, I got it. I don't need you to repeat it. I'm not stupid. I decided that for myself the second he turned into a fucking creep." she says. 

"Now..quit being mad at me." she says. 

"fine." I growl through my teeth and she smiles. 

"You going to invite me in your room or make me stand in the doorway?" she asks. 

"You do what you want, why do you need an invitation?" I ask. 

"Mmm, you're right" she says with a nod and then steps it, and swings the door shut and it latches closed as she walks over to the bed and crawls onto it and I take a deep breath. 

"Even though" she says as she crawls to me. "I didnt really NEED you to save me tonight" 

I roll my eyes. 

"Thanks." she says and my brows lift with surprise.

"You're welcome." I say as she sits there on her hands and knees and then crawls closer and brings her face closer with a little smile and she brings her mouth to my cheek and places a kiss on it, my lips twitching as she kisses my cheek the way I kissed hers and nudges it slightly with her nose.

"You're still an asshole though" she says and then pulls back just enough to look me in the eyes. 

"Yeah?" I ask and she nods with a little smile.

"Mhm" she hums and then looks at my lips. I lick them slightly, which prompts her to lick her and then her teeth are pinching her lower lip as her eyes flick upward and meet mine. 

"Keep it up." I whisper. 

The corner of her mouth lifts.

"Keep what up?" she answers softly and licks her lips again and my jaw clenches.

"Keep looking at me like that, and I'm going to make you regret it." I say and she bites her lips and shifts, moving herself to her knees betwen my legs, her hands on the bed on either side of me as she keeps her eyes on mine.

"What are you gonna do Zayne , hmm?" she asks and I lift my hand to the back of her head, fisting her messy little bun and she gasps, her lips parting and she lets out a little moan that makes my cock jump. 

"I'm gonna kiss your pretty fucking mouth you little brat" I warn her. 

"Mmm, you wanna kiss me ?" she taunts.

"Yes." I answer her.Her eyes coming to mine. 

"Play with me." she whispers when I answer to quickly with the truth. 

"I fucking can't." I answer her. 

"I want your fucking mouth" I groan and lift my other hand and hold her face, still pulling her hair gently as I let my thumb run over her lower lip. 

"zayne" she moans softly. 

"I dont want this mouth on anyone else but me" I tell her. "You understand?" 

She nods with a whimper and I push my thumb over her lips her tongue flicking over the pad of my thumb and then around it and sucking it into her mouth and her eyes come to mine. 

"fuck" I exhale and groan as she sucks my thumb. 

"Do you want me to suck your cock?" she asks with my thumb in her mouth and I exhale as I look at her. I shake my head. 

"I want to taste your fucking mouth." I tell her dragging my thumb out of her mouth and over her lips and groaning at how good her mouth looks and I lean in and she pulls back. 

"Just lay back" she says and moves down. 

"Chanel" I groan. 

"Not yet Zayne, I can't" she says and my nostrils flare.

"Why the fuck not?" I groan as she pulls the covers down and shoves them down my legs as she then gets back between my legs and places her hands on my chest. Her mouth kissing on my chest and I groan as I look down at her, her blue eyes on mine. 

"because if you kiss me, i'll never recover" she says and kisses up my chest and I groan as her soft mouth kisses on my neck. 

"because i know youll kiss me better than anyone else ever has" she whispers on my neck and then brings her mouth to my ear. 

"i know the things your mouth can do Zayne...i've felt them on my pussy" she moans and I groan, reaching around and grabbing her hoodie and pull it up, just enough to get my hands on her breasts and she moans as I take them in my hands. 

"if i let you kiss me....you win.....because i know i'm not  going to just want more....i'll need it....and we dont ..and cant...need each other...can we?" she asks and I groan as I gently push her up, she lifts her legs, straddling me as I grab her hoodie and pull it up and off her and let my eyes fall on her. 

"If you really think I don't already need you....you havent been paying attention babe" I say and she bites her lip as I slide my hands to her waist and just look at her fucking tits, and her stomach and her naked upper body and groan.

"fuck you and your perfect fucking tits...and your hot fucking boy" I groan as I grab her ass and pull further onto me, over my cock and she moans as she grinds over my dick through her pants and my boxers. 

"fuck you and that gorgeous face, those damn freckles and pretty fucking eyes....fuck that god damn mouth....that hot, pouty little fucking mouth....that bratty little fucking mouth...god i love that fucking mouth" I groan and she moans and grinds on my lap faster as I just look at her fucking mouth now. 

"That mouth? I've fucking needed it since I saw it. Not want. Need. " I groan. 

"That mouth pisses me off, and turns me on, and drives me fucking crazy. I dont give a fuck about how god damn good it can suck my fucking cock right now Chanel., cause the only place I want that fucking mouth right now...is on mine...so fucking quit your fucking games, and give me what I need , cause i fucking need you babe" 

"Zayne" she breathes.

"yeah, that's right , you fuckin win...you want me to beg? This is me begging. Fucking kiss me Chanel. Cause i'll beg you all fucking night till you do, and I wont put my mouth anywwhere else, or let you put yours anywhere else, until i've gotten that fucking mouth where it belongs. " I say and then lift my hand and tap a finger to my lips. 

"right fucking here babe." I say and she licks her lips. 

"i hate you" she exhales. 

"yeah, i know all about it, hate you too brat, now show me some fucking mercy and put your sexy fucking mouth on mine, let me taste that fucking mouth of yours" 

She whimpers, panting and hovers her mouth over mine. 

"I'm gonna regret this arent i?" she asks. 

"I promise you...you wont....fuckin kiss me....please babe.." I beg for her. 

"beg me again" she exhales, her voice shaking, both of us licking our lips. 

"Please, i need your mouth so fucking bad" I groan. 

She whimpers and I groan as her lips brush barely over mine.

"Youre killin me" I groan and grab face. 

"beg me again" she whimpers. 

"please" I groan. "god damn, please babe" 

She swallows and then pulls back. 

"I...i cant" she says and I groan. 

"don't be mad...I just can't" she says and I grab her and pull her to me, and let her lay over me, her bare chest to mine and I grab her hair and gently massage my fingers into her scalp. 

I wouldnt push it. I knew she was afraid. She's probably kissed plenty of guys. Just like I've kissed plenty of girls. But the teasing and torturing one another, had become less and less of a game between two step siblings who shouldnt have fucked around in the first place. But now...we both knew that there was something else we'd been ignoring. Sweeping under the rug, that it was more than just a battle of wills and teasing. We fucking like each other. We pissed each other off, but we fucking enjoyed it. That's why seeing her go on that date tonight pissed me off so much. That's why her bringing him back to try to fuck her way out of the situation she'd put herself in had pissed me off. That's why, even if he hadnt deserved to fucking get his shit wrecked, I was ready to knock his teeth out the second he walked out of her room regardless. 

"I'm not mad." I say and kiss the back of her head. 

"yes you are" she says without lifting her head and I smile. 

"No. I'm not. Now shut up and rubs those pretty on me, they feel nice" I say and she laughs. 

"Play with me Chanel." I whisper into her hair. 

"Tease me babe" I tell her and she sits up and looks at me as I look down at her tits and sigh.

"Fuck, those are so nice" I say and she laughs. 

"you've got the prettiest of all tits, anyone else who disagrees, can fucking fight me" I say and she laughs as I scoop them into my hands and groan.

'God they fit so good in my fucking hands babe" I groan and she moans. 

"stop calling me that" she whimpers. 

I lift my eyes to her and cock my bra. 

"Calling you what?" 

"babe." she answers and I smirk. 

"nah." I shake my head. 

She scrunches her nose. 

"I dont like it" she says.

"Yes you do. Thats WHY you dont like it." I say. 

"And too fuckin bad for you" I tell her. "cause youre a fuckin babe." I say and then pinch her nipples and she hisses.

"So quit fucking arguing with me about it and fuckin play with me" I groan as she moans and then lifts up and pushes her hands to the head board and brings her tits to my face.

"good girl" I groan and kiss her tits. "give em to me babe"