EroticReverie

Axl Shaw

Whether she told me, or I had to figure it out for myself. I would learn how many men touched her and each one of them would pay. And wehther or not it's right or wrong, I'm going to make her cum tonight. Because this is what she wants, and I can't deny her. Her telling me that she can't get off, due to what those men did to her. I didnt like that this fucking beuatiful girl can't fucking have the pleasure her body deserves, because of the men that tainted her entire world. I wish I could say i'm about to do this just for her, to help her, to turn it all off for her and give her a moment of peace in her mind, but I cant lie, that i'm doing it for me to. Even if it's more for her, even if I force myself to resist her otherwise. It's still for me. 

I take her face in my hands and looks down at her as she whispers her pretty little "please" up at me. Fucking begging. She was fucking begging me to touch her. When so many other men had paid for the honor, she was giving it to me for free, willfully, consenting. Gibson could find out, but I know their not in love  each other. That they're just having fun, that they have feelings for each other that neight of them really understand, because they like being around each other, but know that their not destined, that they dont see themselves together like that. He might still be upset if he finds out. Jett is the only one who knows about what happened between me an Liviana that night when she was fifteen. 

If I could give her something good, something to take her mind off those fucks that paid for her like a fucking carnical ride, then I'd do it. I'd do anything for her. Wouldnt i? I breathe deep and look at her mouth. Her pretty green eyes, still wet from tears. Her lips soft fucking pink pillows that I can still fucking feel on mine even three years later. I loved kissing that mouth that night. I couldnt stop kissing her. She had been so fucking sweet and soft , and she still is, she's always been so fucking soft, her body, and her heart, her voice. All of her, so god damn fucking soft. Even after the stuff her father put her through, that I was never aware of. None of us were. Cause if we had been, we'd have settled it all sooner. I'd have to tell them eventually. But I wouldnt break my promise to her. She'd have to allow me to tell them. I couldnt hurt her. Not ever, not even by breaking her trust for her benefit. 

"Axl, please" she says, and her soft hands are on my chest now, sliding up over my bare chest, my dick already hard as I think about spending the rest of the night with my mouth on hers. She felt so god damn fucking good in my hands, her pretty face in my palms. I top her head back gently. 

"Are you sure this is what you want?" I ask her. Her breath catching, because she's surprised I'm ready to agree.

"It's what I've always wanted. I miss you." she says and my heart fucking stops and then beats, and beats, harder, faster, her words sending me in a spiral , my cock so fucking hard I might pass out from how much fucking blood she has rushing to it. 

I miss you. Those words make everything in me shatter. I'd been her escape from the nightmare of her life, and then shut her out, ignored her, didnt talk to her anymore. Even though I couldnt after learning she was fifteen, I still feel fucking guilty, knowing I'd been the only one to ever help her turn it all off in her head. I'd taken a bit of peace from her, and I hated myself for it. But even if Id known what she was going through at the time, I couldnt have continued it, no matter how much she begged me either. Because I didnt screw around with underage girls, didnt even like screwing around with legal teenage girls, or girls in their young twenties. I went for women my own age, except for that night. With her. 

"I missed you too." I whisper and she whimpers, and then my mouth is on her, hungry, but soft, her tiny moan vibrating against my mouth , and our mouths part and her arms wraps around my neck as I bend down , dropping my hands from her face to her waist and then down behind her ass, groaning at the feel of it back in my hands, my fingers dig in and i lift her up. Our mouths breaking apart briefly as I hoist her up, her soft legs wrapping around me, her soft mouth back on mine as one arm hugs her under her ass, keeping her lifted, the other sliding up her back, under that soft pink cotton tank top, against her softer skin, my hand smoothing up her back as she breathes hard against my mouth, her tongue tasting my mouth, mine tasting hers and she moans into my mouth as my hand slides back down her spine and I take my hand out, and slide it up, behind her neck, behind the base of her head and cup the back of her head as our mouths tilt, and our tongues lick and our lips press. 

I move my feet, carrying her across the yard, to the shed, the same shed we were in that night, I pull open the door, her mouth never leaving mine. Kissing me like she's starved for me, the same way I am for her. I know I shouldn't keep going, I should let her go to therapy or something that can actually benefit her better than a god damn orgasm. But I want to give her a temporary fix, something just for now, even if it's just for tonight, just for a few moments. 

I let the shed door, swing shut. It's less crowded in here than it was that night, less clutter. But that table I had her on , is still here, and I walk over to that, setting her ass down on the high wooden table, my one hand smoothing over it to make sure theres nothing on it before letting her ass hit it. 

Since were all tall, we built the table higher up than a normal work bench, so she's the perfect height right now, I dont have to lean down much at all as I grab her hips and dip my mouth down from her mouth to her neck.

"fuck" she cries out as my mouth brushes her neck, and her hands slip into my hair, her head going to the side as she breathes hard. My hands slide to her waist, grabbing it, fucking loving how good she fits in my hands, my fingers grabbing and sliding behind her, up her back over her tank top as I kiss her neck, licking her skin, tasting her all over again. I groan at the salt of her skin on my tongue, the scent of her hair, and her lingering perfume. Her body isn't much different than it was three years ago, maybe her hips are a bit wider, her breasts a little bigger than they were, her thighs, a bit thicker, more of a woman now that she was. I groan, hating myself for not realizing she had only been fifteen. I shouldve known, but I was too blinded by the prettiest thing I'd ever seen in my entire fucking life. That smile of hers, her soft voice and soft fingers on my arms as she talked to me. I was entranced by her. I knew she was from the Heights at the very least. I could tell by the scent of her expensive perfume and the little diamonds in her ears, and the rings on her fingers.  I could tell by the deigner heels she'd worn and that tight little rich girl dress she had on. But she looked so fucking good in it. I hadnt cared where she was from, or what side of the line she was on, because she looked like she belonged anywhere at all. She was kind, happy, or at least she seemed it. She'd been intoxicating. She made me feel her smile all the way to my fucking toes. 

Her hands slide over my chest and I can feel all the little rings she wears against my skin along with her soft palms and gentle finger tips as they graze my skin. Her hands slip down, down and I grab them before they reach my sweat pants. 

"No" I say softly again her neck Im still currently savoring with my mouth. 

"let me touch you" she pleads.

"not there.....here." I say and place her hands back on my chest. 

"i want to" she breathes.

"I said no Liviana" I whisper and gently bite her neck and she hisses and her hands give up and push over my chest and back up and into my hair as I dip my mouth, down, licking the dip in her throat near her collar bone, she moans and I can feel the vibration of it through her skin on her throat. 

She doesnt argue further. She wouldnt touch me. Not tonight. Not ever. I wouldnt let myself enjoy her touch like that, I didnt want to take from her, I wanted to give. She deserved to have someone give her pleasure, instead of taking it for once. 

"it feels so good....this feels so good" she moans as she hooks her legs around me and I kiss over her collar bone softly, slowly, pressing kiss after kiss to her skin and then going back up, capturing her mouth and she whimpers, her hands sliding down my chest and dipping lower, before I feel them slide back up. She doesnt try to touch me again, because she knows I meant it. 

"i love the way you kiss me" she breathes and I groan and kiss her a bit harder, our lips pushing against each others, tongue slipping back out and my hands take their fucking time,even though they're burning to touch every single part of her. 

"you make me feel so good Axl, i dont feel dirty with you...this feels so good" she whimpers and I groan, kissing back down her neck and over her shoulder in the dark, my fingers sliding to the strap of her tank up, slipping one finger gently under it, and sliding it up and curling my finger around it and slipping it off her shoulder and she moans like I've just licked her pussy as my lips press to the skin of her shoulder and the straps falls to the side of her arm. 

"is it okay to undress you?" I ask her. 

"yes" she answers immediately, a desperate whimper sounding on her lips. 

"can i turn the light on? I want to see you" I whisper on the ball of her shoulder, licking her skin softly and then placing another kiss. 

"yes" she answers. 

"dont move." I whisper as I leave the table, walk to the middle of the shed and pull the string on the light overhead, it flickers to life and I turn my head to look back at her. Fuck. The light was a god damn bad fucking idea. She's fucking perfect. 

Lips swollen. Legs parted from where I was between them, her hands behind her on the table as she leans back slightly, the tiny pink strap of her tank top hanging off her shoulder against her tanned arm. Her long hair falling out of that little messy bun on her head, her gorgeous breasts, heaving with each breath, and her nipples pressed tight against the fabric, hard and raised in the center of those perfect breasts of hers. A sliver of her stomach showing, the glint of her dangling belly ring dipping out the bottom of the hem of the tank. Her sleep shorts snug and hugging her upper thighs like a pair of boy short panties. Her thighs appearing wider as they rest on the table, her legs dangling off the side of the table, her toes pointed and pushing against her flip flops as she looks at me. 

Her eyes look to my sweatpants, her teeth sinking into her lower lip. There was no hiding the effect she had on me. 

"let me touch you" she says and I shake my head. 

"Dont ask again." I say gently as I walk back over to her.

"You dont want me to?" she asks.

"This isnt about what I want...it's about what you need." I tell her and she licks her lips.

"What if what I need is to touch you?" she asks. 

"It isnt." I say simply before sliding my hands onto her knees, and up her thighs and bites her lip harder, both of us looking down at my hands on her skin, my thumb brushing along her inner thighs, my palms over the top and my fingers along the outer sides of them. I grab them gently and she moans. 

My hands slide back down her soft thighs, and I love the different shades of skin, her thighs an ombre of golden brown to nearly white. My hands grabs her thighs again near the tops and she moans and I lift my eyes to her.

"You're so fucking beautiful Liviana" I say and she sucks in a breath and bites her lip, I watch as it then slips from between her teeth.

"Thank you" she says and the corner of my mouth lifts slightly.

"You're welcome." I say and then step back between her legs and she lifts her chin, eyes on me and my eyes go to her mouth. 

"Do you still want me to keep going?" I ask her and she nods.

"yes" she answers softly. 

"I can't be with you Liviana....but I can give you this....for tonight." I say, making sure she understands, that I can't keep her for myself. Her brows pinch, but she nods.

"Okay." she says softly. 

"you're too sweet to end up a Shaw." I tell her and her brows pinch.

"don't say that." she says softly and shakes her head. 

"you belong TO us...but you dont belong WITH us...do you understand?" I ask her, needing her to know, she's better than us. She just is. It's not about money. It's about her. 

"no, i dont think i do." she says and then lifts one hand up behind my head and pulls my mouth back to hers.

"You cant stay here forever....you and Violet...you deserve better than this....better than the Swamp, better than the Heights...you deserve a good life." i say, our mouths hovering as she looks at me. 

"I know where I belong....and who i belong with....." she breathes.  "i've know who i belong with ever since I was fifteen" she whispers and I wince and shake my head. 

"Dont say that" I beg, shaking my head, my hands going to her waist, pulling her to the edge of the table, against my dick, she moans and her one hand reaches behind my lower back and she pulls herself harder against me, locking her legs around me again. 

"God damnit Liviana" I groan and grind her harder, and she moans. 

"maybe didnt belong with you AT fifteen....but i belong with you now...don't i?" she whispers. "dont i belong right here Axl?...to you?" she whispers and then licks my mouth and I groan and our mouths crash together.