EroticReverie

Bane

I groan as she grinds on me , her mouth and her moving hips making me hard all over again. I grab her hair in my fits and command her soft mouth with my own , moving her head side to side, licking her mouth and her tongue and lips as kissing them as she moans into my mouth. 

I’d just wanted to kiss her. I’d seen her near my car. Her hair as black at the outside of my car, dressed in clothes that reminded me of my own as a kid. Worn out and ill fitting. Her ass was round and cupped tightly by the too small legging that she wore. But her face, god her fucking face drew me in even more when she’d rounded my car and I caught a glimpse of her. The most beautiful thing I’d ever seen. 

I may not know much about her yet, but I knew enough to know I didn’t want her anywhere near her step father ever again. I knew men like him when I was young. Knew all too well what it’s like to have someone try to take your innocence from you. What it was like to have them succeed. Knew what it was like to be abused physically and sexually. I’d experience it first hand as a kid. By my own mother and father and whoever the hell else they let get their hands on me. My “parents” I lived with now, were my aunt and uncle who adopted me at fourteen and that was only because of the abuse the foster parents had put me through. My mothers sister was my adoptive mother. Her husband didn’t want kids. Didn’t care all the much of what I’d gone through. But my aunts guilt won out. 

I wasn’t going to let her step father ever try to touch her again. Even if he hasn’t gotten his hands on her, I wouldn’t let them ever try to get on her again. She didn’t need to know what that felt like. To have someone touch you when you didn’t want them to. 

“Stay with me” I beg again and she keeps kissing me and turn and lay on the bed , pulling her to me as we lay on our side and keep kissing and her leg lifts and goes over my hip as her hips keep rolling into me and I’m so hard for her it hurts. 

I’ve never wanted to have sex with a girl before right now. I’ve never wanted to give myself to anyone after having my body stolen by my own parents and their friends and strangers. 

“Please Blackbird” my voice shakes and she stops kissing me , breathing hard and I feel my eyes watering and her brows dip and she touches my face.

“Hey” she says softly. 

“Please” I say softly. My voice cracking. 

“Are you okay?” She asks softly as her hands gently strokes my cheek. 

“No” I answer. “I’m not….I need you tell me you won’t go back there” 

“Bane” she sighs. 

“I can help you, just let me help you, please” i say as a tear slips and she watches it and her thumb gently reaches over and swipes it. 

“Okay” she whispers. 

I exhale , my breath shaking with relief. More tears slipping. 

“Hey…hey” she says softly and kisses my mouth and then my cheek. “Shhh, Bane…I’m okay” 

“If he ever tries to touch you again I’ll fucking kill him” I grit our and her hand pauses. 

“He’s not going to touch me. I won’t let him, I’ve never let him” she says and my nostrils flare and exhale and take another deep breath. 

“Bane…are you okay?” She asks and I nod. 

“Tell me about your scars.” She says and I flinch. 

“No.” I answer and then pull her to me again and sink my hand into her hair as j kiss her mouth. 

“I told you my story” she says. 

I just keep kissing her , ignoring her and stealing more of her perfect mouth as she moans. My hand dropping down her neck and over her chest and palming her breast as she gasps and her head goes back as I kiss down her neck. 

“Tell me stop and I will” I remind her , needing her skin my lips and my hands on her body. 

She breathes hard and shakes her head. 

“I don’t want you to stop” she exhales. And I’m grateful she doesn’t ask about my scars again , thankful that she’s either chosen not to push on it or simply is just to hungry for me to touch her to that I’ve made her forget about them. 

“Can I take your shirt off?” I ask her as I kiss her collar bone and she whimpers with a nod. 

“Yes” she breathes and my hands take her shirt as I move and sit up and she pushes up and lifts her arms as I draw it off her and the look at her plain white lace bra. A small hole in the left cup near the strap and her nipples are shadows behind the lace and I suck in a breath.  She’s fucking beautiful. 

“Can I kiss them?” I ask and she sucks in a breath and nods. 

“Yes” she answers and I gently lay her back , kissing her mouth again as my hand slips over her stomach and feel it cave in as she gasps from my touch and my hand smooths over her soft skin. Not an inch of her scarred or broken like me. Untouched. Untainted. 

“Tell me how far you’ve gone with a guy” I say and she exhales as I kiss down her neck. 

“This” she whispers. “This is as far as I’ve gone”

“How…how far have you gone?” She asks. 

I wince and kiss down over her breasts. Over the lace and she sucks in a breath.  I don’t answer because I don’t know how to. I don’t know how to say all the way but not by choice. I don’t know how to tell her my mother used to make me have sex with her , or that my father used me and violated me in ways that would make her stomach sour. That they let others do the same.  

“Bane?” She breathes when I don’t answer and I kiss over her nipple and make her whimper and writhe as my hand massages her other breast. 

“I don’t know how to answer you” 

“What do you mean?” She pants. 

“I’ve never gone all the way by choice” I say and she freezes. 

“What?” She says as she shifts and grabs my hand stopping me and I sigh and lift my head and look at her. There’s rage in her eyes. Much like my own when I’d listened to her tell me that her are father tried to touch her. 

“It was a long time ago” I say shaking my head. 

“What?” He eyes water. “How…how long ago?” Her voice cracks. 

“Blackbird. I thought we were done with the deep conversation?” I say. My eyes pleading with her not to push the issue. 

“You’ve never…had sex with a girl…because you wanted to?” She asks. 

“I’ve never kissed a girl because I wanted to until tonight” I say and she sucks in a breath. 

“Bane” she whispers and I watch her lip tremble and her chin wobble. 

“I’m okay Blackbird.  Right? That’s what we tell ourselves to actually be okay” I say and she lets out a little cry and I kiss her cheek. 

“Don’t cry for me Blackbird” I whisper. 

“Bane” she chokes on a sob and then is wrapping herself around me and hugging me tightly as she cries into my neck. 

“Just let me take care of you , and I’ll be okay” I tell her and she sniffles. 

“I’m sorry” she cries. 

“I’m sorry for whatever happened to you” she says and I kiss her head. 

“Dont be. It’s not your fault” I give her words back to her and she cries harder.