EroticReverie

Savannah Flowers

Beau had to leave shortly after I got off while dry humping his damn lap AGAIN. But now it's later in the evening and they're having another get together in the same spot with all those of us under the actual drinking age.

Beau, is picking me up in about ten minutes, and I'm dressed in a pair of tight boho flare pants, that are white tan and brown designs and I'm wearing a tight tan cropped tank top, with no bra. My hair is pulled up in messy space buns. 

Just as Im about to leave my room to go wait for Beau, I see a small corner of white paper sticking out from under my pillow and I feel my lips pull into a smile and I dart over to my bed, throwing down my small purse with my phone inside, and lift my pillow and let out a sound I've never fucking made in my life. A giddy little squeal of excitement, when I see Beau's handwriting on a folded piece of paper. 

"To My Savannah" is written on the front and immediately my heart grows a billion sizes in my chest and I want to cry, because I'm still fucking terrified over how much I fucking like this guy already. "My Savannah?" God, just put a ring on my damn finger at this point. I hated how much I liked him calling me his. And it was even worse when he called me his by saying "My Savannah" , god I was done for. 

" Thank you for putting me out of my misery and being my girl. We both know I wasn't lettin you get away from me. I know I move fast, but I've never been so sure of what I want , as I was, when I looked at you. You're stuck with me now Darlin, because I know what I've got. We're meant to be, you and me. I'll never forget you standing on that dock today, soaked in your pretty dress, with my ruined letter in your hands. You jumped in that lake, and then jumped again, taking a chance on a beyond smitten Cowboy. Hearing you say you were mine, I'll never forget that feeling for as long a I live. We're jumping in this together, Darlin. 

                                                 Your future Husband, Cowboy........p.s You looked damn good in that wet dress Sweetheart. So damn good. I'm gonna marry you in that dress , on that dock someday. That's a promise." 

I read the letter several more times, smiling and biting my lip and getting turned on and emotional all at the same time. 

The doorbell rings and I pop up off the bed, placing the the letter on my dresser somewhere safe and then grabbing my purse. 

My aunt is already at the door and praising Beau for being a gentleman and coming to the door. His eyes lift over my aunts shoulder to me, and I see the visible reaction to my tight top and bared midriff and tight pants. He smirks slightly and looks at my hair, his mouth is closed but his dimples are showing and I politely squeeze past my aunt. 

"Okay, be home later" I say. 

"Actually....Carolanne, would it be alright with you if I bring her home in the morning? For the camp out." Beau says and brows pinch. 

"What camp out? What?" I ask confused. "I dont camp Beau" 

My aunt laughs. "Oh good luck honey" she says to Beau. "If you can get her to agree, then yes , that's perfectly fine." 

"WHAT camp out?" I ask as Beau slips a hand to my side. 

"Let's go Darlin" he says. 

My aunt laughs as I stammer and look back at her. 

"I dont camp!" I squeak as he pulls me along to his truck. 

"Easy Sweetheart, i'd never make you do anything you don't want to do. We'll talk about it later." he says as he opens my door.

"I dont camp Beau!" i say again and he laughs. 

"Got it, no camping, can you calm down now?" he smirks and looks down at my tits, my stomach and my pants and back up to my hair, he leans in the truck and kisses me. 

"You look real fuckin nice Savannah" he whispers against my mouth and I kiss him back. 

"So do you" I say.  He's wearing a plain black shirt, dark jeans, and black boots. A black belt and a gold buckle and there's a black cowboy hat on the seat of his truck. 

"Thank you for my letter" I say, his face still right in front of mine, our eyes on one another.

"You're welcome darlin" he says and kisses me again, and I feel the silly little butterflies in my stomach and the thumping of my heart that feels like a fucking drum in my chest everytime I kiss him. 

He nudges my nose and then kisses my cheek. 

"Let's go not camp" he winks as he pulls back and shuts the door and then walks around and gets in the drivers side. 

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A few hours later, I'm on my fifth beer, or maybe my sixth? I'm not a light weight, but I'm also not a huge drinker. But i'm definitely past tipsy and coasting into drunk. Tonight is much more comfortable than the previous night. While I had a confident face on the other night, I was kind of scared shitless to meet new people. Plus tonight, Beau keeps me by his side the entire time, if his arm isn't around me,  or his hand isn't placed somewhere on my hip or lower back, or waist, then a part of our bodies are brushing against each other, making contact, like two magnets. 

I notice the stares of a few girls, who are either judging me, or hating me cause Im with Beau, or both. But I care even less than I did last night. I was used to catty girls in New York, and they were MUCH crueler than the whispers or not so subtle stares of the girls here. 

"These pants make your ass look too fuckin hot Darlin" Beau whispers to me as he shifts me for probably the fifth time tonight, to put my ass towards him instead of to the crowd. 

His one arm hangs by his side with his beer can in it, the other slips around me, across the front of my chest, his hand resting on my shoulder as he dips his head down, and the brim of his hat blocks most of our faces from view. 

"This outfit is gonna make me get in a fight tonight Savannah" he whispers. "I dont like the way some of these guys keep looking at that fancy ass of yours" he says and I give a little laugh. 

I lean back against him as he pulls me closer, my hands dropping and grabbing the sides of either of his thighs as he dips his face lower and kisses my neck as I tilt my head for him. 

"I wore it for you....not for them Cowboy" I whisper, my nipples getting harder and harder the more he rumbles those deep whispers against my ear and neck. 

I turn and press my chest to him as I slide my hands up his chest and behind his neck, he tips his hat up slightly and I tilt my head, and pull him down, slanting my mouth over his as I kiss him. 

"My nipples are so hard" I whisper as I kiss him and he groans. 

"Are they sweetheart?" he asks and then leans back and looks down. 

"mm" he hums, lifting his hand, looking around, turning us slightly, and he lifts his hand, and pinches one of them through my top, and I hiss as he pulls it gently and then looks up and around again. His hand sliding down and skimming up under my shirt, and he pulls us around the side of his truck, away from the light of the fire, and back behind his truck.

"Cmere Darlin" he says, as he has my back to the tail gate, his hand sliding up my cropped tank top and over my breast, his other hand doing the same as he keeps kissing me and I moan as his large hands grab my breasts and I nearly melt at how good his hands feel on me. 

He pulls me from the end of the truck, and then pulls the tailgate down and grabs my waist and lifts me up and sits me on the end. 

"Lay down Darlin" he nods to the bed of the truck, where there's even more blankets laid out that before , pillows. More blankets . Is this where we were supposed to camp out? I push back and lay down, licking my lips as Beau climbs up into the bed of the truck and groans as he licks up my stomach and kisses along the way. 

"Beau what if someone comes" I pant, as he pushes up my top and drags his tongue over my nipple and around it and I moan. 

"want me to stop?" he asks. 

"n-no" I answer.

Beau sucks my nipple into his mouth, pulling with his mouth and then flicking it with his tongue, his hand palming the other breast that's furthest from him as he lays propped on his side beside me. 

"fuck, you know just how to touch me"  I moan as his hand rubs my breast and his tongue drags slowly over my nipple and then he bites it gently. 

"i love the way you touch me" I pant as his hand slides down, over my ribcage, and torso, to my stomach and then to my side, and grabs my waist as he moves his mouth over to the other breast. 

He sucks my nipple with a groan and I whimper quietly.

"mmm you take such good care of my rich girl tits, Cowboy" I moan, and he groans with a low curse and growls. He bites my nipple softly and pulls and I hiss and he sucks it again. 

"yeah Cowboy, fuck" I whimper and he grips my waist at the side harder. 

"shhh" his whispers. 

"your mouth feels so fucking good on me" I whimper. 

"keep it down Darlin" he whispers, shushing me again.

"i'm so wet, i'm so fucking wet Beau" I whine as quietly as I fucking can. 

"Jesus Sweetheart, cmere" he says and then grabs a blanket, throwing it over us, and his mouth leaves my breast, coming to my ear. 

"You look so fucking good in these pants Savannah" he says as his hand slides down the front of them. 

"cmere, lets take care of your wet rich girl pussy"he whispers and I whimper.

"shhhh, you've gotta be quiet" he says as his finger pushes down over my clit.

"fuck" I cry slightly , my hips immediately jumping at the contact.

"savannah, you need to be quiet sweetheart" he half laughs and half groans. and I whine softly.

"I cant" I answer. 

"I NEED you to be quiet Darlin, because I NEED to take care of my girl right now, but I cant do that if you're gonna let other people hear the pretty sounds you make when I'm spoiling this rich pussy" he whispers and I whimper again, because even his words made it impossible to be quiet. 

"then shut me up" I pant and he cocks a brow. 

"put your hand...over my mouth" I breathe. 

He groans, shifting and propped on his elbow, he brings that hand over my mouth and I nod and he growls slightly.

"Quiet Darlin" he says softly and slides two fingers down and into me and my eyes roll as he thrusts them slowly deep inside of me, working them into me, my hips lifting as I moan into his hand. 

"It's so fucking wet Savannah, your pussy is so fucking wet" he groans and goes faster, his fingers moving through me , soaking themselves in the proof of how badly I needed him.

My hips gyrate, up and back down, my ass pushing into the blankets as I whimper into his hand. I was getting fingered in the back of a truck bed, with dozens of other people nearby, and it was the hottest thing ever. 

Beau kisses my temple and murmurs against my hair. 

"Listen to that Darlin, listen to how wet you are sweetheart, my god you just love my fingers in you , dont you?" he whispers as I moan into his hand and he presses another kiss to my head, his finger pumping into me, curling inside of me. If it werent for the music, and the chatter of all the people, the loud crackling of the bonfire, i might worry about the obscene sound coming from between my legs. I'm fucking drenched and Beau's fingers are working me right to the edge. 

"i'm gonna cum" I mutter against his hand, his hand slipping.

"what's that darlin?" he whispers.

"I'm gonna cum" I cry as my back arches. His mouth crashes over mine, swallowing any sound and I grab his face as I come undone, my forehead to his as my mouth parts, and I look down between us, his hand moving in my pants as I feel the pressure of myself falling apart, my orgasm making my legs tremble beneath the blanket.

"shit!" I cry a bit too loud and Beau half laughs and shuts me up with another kiss.

"quiet Savannah, the sound of you cumming belongs to me only sweetheart" he groans and then his tongue is in my mouth, as I whimper against his mouth, panting and his fingers slow, and slide out of me and his mouth leaves mine, my head falling back as he sucks his fingers dry. 

"you good Darlin?" he asks and sucks his fingers again. 

"uh..huh" I breathe and he smirks with those dimples and leans down and kisses my forhead. 

"Sleep under the stars with me tonight Savannah" he whispers. 

I nod, submitting so easily. Either too drunk to care about being outside and "Camping" in th bed of a truck, or too hypnotized by the orgasm I was just given, or maybe it's the dimples, and the "Darlin" and "Sweetheart" that does me in. But I find myself willing to do whatever the hell it is Beau Brooks wants.