EroticReverie

Savannah Flowers

We spent all day at the lake with Beau's friends, ....my friends. It wasn't just Beau I was falling for. It was everyone, the people here, the place itself. All so different from my friends and life back in New York. It was scary to feel more at home here, but Beau made it easy. So did my aunt Carolanne. So did Brianne, Beau's sister, and Beau's best friend Rhett, and his girlfriend Julie. Sure, some of  the local girls my age weren't too fond of me , but I've dealt with worse back in New York, and girls like them, just came with the territory of being a teenage girl. It didn't bother me much to think about them, because I had everyone else on my side. Even grumpy old Harold from the hardware store was growing on me, and I think I was on him, too. 

I can oddly see myself here, living the rest of my life in this small , nosy town, where everyone knows everybodys business, but comes together at the end of the day for their community. Back in New York, people boast about it being the greatest city in the world, but it's kill or be killed there, and I've never felt like anyone there would put me before them when it came down to it. But everyone here knew my mother, at least the older people did, and they've all accepted me as if I've been here my whole life. It'd be real easy to make a life here,  with a man like Beau. A man, that's only twenty, but treats me like he's been practicing loving me for an entire lifetime. He's so good at it. Making me feel special, making me feel like I'm someone he could never replace. He's right, it's been fast, and it surprises me how fast. How easily he broke down my walls, and made me give in to him. I was in love, for the first time. Real love. I'm crazy about him, and it feels so fucking good to not have to question if he truly feels the same. The way he looks at me? I can't even describe it. It's like he's playing out the rest of our lives in his head, behind those brown eyes of his. Like he looks at me and sees our entire future together. The way he looks at me...is magic. 

After the lake, I came home, per Beau's instructions. He told me to go home, and get ready for our date. So that's what I did. Even though I shaved this morning, I shave again, I spend all late afternoon, primping and pampering myself. Doing a facial mask, lotioning and oiling my body multiple times. I found myself smiling, the entire time. Growing more giddy with each minute that passed, and even nervous. I worried that maybe the wait wouldnt be worth it to him. I questioned if there was a possibility , we might not be compatible when actually having sex. It was a crazy thought, considering the things we'd already done together, and how we can't keep our hands off each other. But, my brain loves to make up worst case scenarios for me to get anxious over. 

I spritz my perfume and grab my purse when I hear the sound of his truck pulling in the driveway. My aunt is out to bingo with friends, she already knows I'm going out with Beau tonight, and probably won't be home till much later. She's still a big fan of Beau. She smirks and hides a little smile anytime her or I bring him up. 

I'm wearing a light blue colored sundress, with thin straps and little tie in the middle between my breasts that holds my breasts tight to my chest, making the press together and heave out of the top just a little, with a little peekaboo of skin below the bow. The dress is longer though, falling just below my knees, and even though they might not be practical, I'm wearing a pair of matching strappy heels, with my toe nails painted a soft pink, along with my finger nails. I have my long blonde hair down, slightly curled, even though once I step outside, the heat, even in the evening will make all my hard work curling it and fussing over it, for nothing. but as I open up the door, and Beau looks up, his eyes widening, his mouth parting as his jaw drops slightly. yeah. all that fussing was worth it. 

The flower in his hand fall to his side for a moment and he blinks several times, like I'm a hallucination that he can't believe he's seeing. Yeah. The way he looks at me...magic. Fucking magic.

"Hey there Cowboy" I say quietly with a soft smile. His eyes keep blinking and lifts the flowers back up and I watch him swallow.

He walks up onto the porch steps and right over to me, still looking me up and down, shaking his head slightly. 

"I can't believe how beautiful you are." he barely whispers, and I smile, as he thinks out loud. 

"How are YOU....MY girl?" he keeps shaking his head and I smile as his eyes lock on mine, then my lips. He smiles at the bold red lipstick I put on, knowing he likes it. 

"God, I could stand here, and just look at you...for the rest of my life Savannah, and that would still make me the happiest man on earth." He says and then moves closer and hands me the flowers, I take the bouquet of handpicked wild flowers wrapped in a soft blue ribbon. It makes me smile wider, as if he knew what I'd be wearing tonight, even though he had no clue. It might be silly, but I take it as sign, that we're always going to match. Always be on the same page.

"I love you so much." He exhales and looks back in my eyes. "You make me want to go out and buy a ring right now and get down on one knee Savannah" he says, head still slightly shaking and I smile up at him. 

"I like being your girlfriend.....I wanna be your girl for awhile before I'm your fiance" I smile and he exhales. 

"You're always gonna be my girl. From now till forever." he says and I smile softly up at him, my breath hitching slightly, ad my eyes water just a bit, because, magic....just...magic...those brown eyes on me...are fucking magic.

"Promise?" I ask as I lift the flowers, tucking my nose into the top and smelling them as I smile over the top of them. 

he nods. "Yeah Darlin , I promise." 

"Let me put these in water, then we can go." I say and he nods, following me into the house. 

"Stay here." I say, turning and pressing a hand to his chest.

"Because i know if you take one more step, I'm gonna ruin my lipstick on your mouth...and other parts of you." I wink and he exhales.

"Would that be the worst thing in the world?" He asks and I smirk. 

"Stay put Cowboy." I say and he nods, as I step backward. Pointing a finger at him, his eyes roaming up and down my body as I back away. 

I quickly put the flowers in a vase with water and then go back to the door where he's still staring at the part of the kitchen I walked through, I smile when his face lights up upon my return. God, I wanted to kiss him so fucking bad. 

"Let's go Cowboy" I say and take his hand. 

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We go to dinner. Flirting with our eyes, and our smirks and little touches of our feet under the table. Laughing as we talk. We talk about ourselves as kids, neither of us surprised that we both got into a good amount of trouble.  We talk about our younger teenage years, and Beau doesnt believe I had an awkward phase, and I tell him that one day maybe I'll show him photographs of the proof. 

He takes me for ice creams, but we share a milkshake instead, using two straws and both leaning over a small picnic table , smiling at each other, with our heads close together, mouths around our straws, his eyes falling to my mouth as I suck from the straw. I give the straw a little lick with my tongue, watching his nostrils flare. It's a cute sweet moment, with just a little bit of dirty flirting and it's perfect. Me and him like this, on my first real date. Okay, not my first real date, but he makes it feel like the first. Because this is how a first date should be. Easy, both of us with hearts in our eyes, smiling and laughing and talking. First dates in New York, were "hanging out with the guys" while they played video games, or getting finger banged in the back of a move theatre just so they had something to tell their friends later. and sure , Ive hung out with Beau and his friends, I've been more than finger banged by him, but this was our first real date, as a couple, and I wanted a million more nights like this, and I know he's the only guy who will ever be able to give me nights like this. 

I tease him with my tongue again, flicking it at the top of my straw and his mouth parts around his straw, as I roll my tongue around it. His hisses inwardly when I bite down on it, with a little scrunch of my nose.

"Like that cowboy?" I whisper to him. 

"I always like watching you, even with your little threats to my manhood." he says and I laugh.

We havent kissed once yet tonight, he said he wanted to make it like a real first date, be a gentleman and wait till the end. The end when we were supposed to finally have sex for the first time together. 

"I want you to kiss me so bad Cowboy" I whisper and his eyes go from the straw and mouth to my eyes. 

"If I kiss you, I'm taking you home, and making love to you in that hot dress." He says and I laugh softly and look down. 

"hot? It goes down almost to my ankles Cowboy, it's not even tight, well except for the top" I say. 

"Its perfect, and you're perfect in it, you look so damn good, all the fucking time, it blows my mind how you somehow get more fucking gorgeous everytime I look at you." he says and I bite my lip. 

"You get more gorgeous everytime I look at you, too" I say and he smiles, his dimples showing as he looks at me. 

"I've never been so fucking happy in my entire life Darlin" he whispers softly. 

"You're all I need Savannah. I love being with you." he says and my hearts beats harder in my chest. 

"I love being with you too." I say back and then, slip the cup from between us. 

"Kiss me." I say leaning further over the table. 

"Darlin" he whispers. 

"Do it...i need you to kiss me, right here, right now, in this perfect moment, onthis perfect date, with my perfect boyfriend, I need you to kiss me" I say and he inhales as I speak and then exhales as I finish and then nods. 

"yeah, alright sweetheart, you're always going to get what you want Darlin, arent you?" he says and I smile.

"uh huh" I nod and he smiles, leaning over, and our lips press together. Our lips a bit cold from the milkshake, but also warm on parts, our mouths pressing softly, once, twice, and on the third, both of us are sneaking just the slightest bit of tongue and I giggle softly, and press my mouth to his again. Then I pull back and look at him, with his eyes still closed, and then they open, and he looks at me. 

He takes a deep breath and then leans back as well, swallowing hard. 

"I'm going to need about five to ten minutes before I can stand around all these people" he says of the families outside the Ice Cream Shop at the other tables, and standing around eating their ice creams and I laugh. 

"Well, we're going to have to get up soon, or I'm going to drip right through my panties onto my dress" I whisper. Then grin with a little laugh as he curses softly and closes his eyes. 

"Savannah" he growls. "Don't say that shit to me right now, jesus baby" 

"It's true" I say and bite my lip. "I get so wet from being your girl Beau" I say quietly so only he can hear. 

"Sweetheart, jesus christ" he groans softly and looks at me, he's breathing faster, I can see it, the rise and fall in his chest.

"Is it okay to talk about how wet you get me on our first date Beau?" i ask and cock my head slightly and licks my lips. 

"Darlin, please, stop, I'm going to bust my damn zipper" he growls. 

"yeah?" i taunt him. 

"I'm so god damn hard right now Savannah, jesus, you're so pretty, and then you go and talk like that...it's so god damn hot baby" 

"I look like a good girl dont i?" I whisper.  He nods with a slight groan. 

"Is that why you like the dress so much? I look so sweet, and innocent?" I ask, leaning slightly over the time, letting my chest heave out the top of my dress a bit more. 

He hands pushes on the top of the table, his fingers curling slightly, fingertips white against the wood. 

"But you know what a bad girl I am when the clothes come off...how these tits look right before you put them in your mouth...."

"Savannah" he groans quietly, and I bite my lip and girn. 

"you know just what this New York pussy looks like right now....all wet inside these tiny little panties I'm wearing for you" I whisper. 

"fuck." He says a bit too loud and I bite my lips together and look around. Only one or two people looking at him. 

"We should go." I whisper with a little laugh. 

"I'm seconds away from making a fucking mess in my pants like a fucking amateur,,you think I can STAND right now Savannah?" 

"It's Darlin." I say. "It's Darlin when I make your dick that fucking hard Cowboy." I whisper 

"Why do you hate me?" he groans. I give a little smile.

"I'm going to spend the rest of my life teasing you in public Cowboy....get used to it...I love watching you need me as bad as I need you...I love getting that cock of yours hard for me, just like you get my panties wet everytime you look at me...everytime you open that mouth and speak to me...even when you piss me off, you're making me wet" I hiss and licks my lips. 

"If I rock myself just right on this bench...squeeze my thighs just right.." I moan so softly. 

"i could cum right here ....right now.....i'm so fucking wet Beau" i exhale and his eyes widen as he notices me rocking slightly and biting my lip. I casually cross my legs and tuck my hair behind one ear as I let my eyes dart around us. It's so inappropriate, but I dont care. It's hot, and it's exciting. 

"call me Darlin , Beau, call me Darlin and tell me to cum" I whisper.