EroticReverie

Bella Rose ....one week later

My godfather, was still an asshole , and I was still a brat, and also, still a virgin. But my mouth...was definitely not. He's gone most of the day every day, and when he's home, he still fucking avoids me, unless he's eating my pussy or making me go down on him. 

Connor, one of his guards hangs out with me when he can. He doesnt bring up the fact he's seen me naked, or know i've masturabted thinking of him. But he doesnt need to bring it up, because I see it in the way I catch him looking at me. But I guess, as each day passes, I care less and less about what he's seen. 

Connor is outside with me while I'm in the pool. I'm in a neon green bikini, that looks pretty great with the tan i've been working on since I've gotten here. Connor just sits on a longer, straddling it, his sungalsses on with his black fucking suit, looking like the Men In Black. Im not sure how much of the time he's spent looking at me, but he makes a show of turning her head once in awhile to let me know he's "working" and "Scanning the grounds". He checks his phone a few times. He answers any questions I ask, and holds a conversation with me as I float around on the raft in the massive pool. 

I float over to the edge of the pool where I sat a bottle of Vaugns whiskey, and then lift it, and pour a little more into the tumbler im holding. I dont even enjoy it , I just like pissing Vaughn off by drinking his liqour. He keeps telling me im not allowed to drink, and I keep doing it. 

"He's gonna yell at you again you know." Connor says, fighting his amusement with my antics. 

Yesterday he watched me go into Vaughn's main office and move shit around just to fuck with him. 

Two days ago, he followed me out in the middle of the night to the garage where I covered the car he usually takes, in post it notes. But that plan kinda sucked, because Vaughn saw it, stood there, cocked his head, rolled his eyes, then just got into one of his twelve other cars, and made someone else do the work of peeling them all off. 

Bones and Killer's heads dart up and they push up and stand alert.

"Down." Connor says and the dogs heads jerk sideways in unison. I laugh and then look to where they're looking. I feel my eyes widen and light up, feel my lips pull into a smile as I see Nash Navarro, walk into view at the top of the patio steps. 

He's in his suit, sunglasses too. Dressed for work. I know I only knew him for about a day, and yes, okay, he touched me in my sleep, but it was just a little touch. I was fond of him anyways, just like I was of Connor. 

I lift my hand and wave and then lift the other with the glass of whiskey. I can see his smirk, as he descends the steps slowly. My eyes go to his hand. My nostrils flare. I dont even have to ask. I know why he's got a cast on his hand. It's no coincidence that it's the same hand that touched me. 

Im paddling to the steps of the pool as he walks over.

"Hey there Whiskey Lips" he says and I can thelp but smile at the nick name and then I hop off the raft and onto the steps, grabbing the railing and walking out and right over to him. I point to his hand. 

"Did Vaughn fucking do that?" I ask angrily, then look up at him, the sun shining in my eyes. I shade my eyes with my hand. 

"Well, did he?" I ask and jut out my hip. 

"I had it coming." he says. 

I growl and then lower my hand and gently take his casted hand into mine. 

"Jesus what did he do to it?" I ask and run my fingers over the hard cast. 

"Bashed it with a hammer." Connor says. "because Nash fucking knew better than to touch you, and did it anyways." Connor says. I gasp at the hammer news, and then jerk my head and glare at Connor for condoning his friend, coworker having a fucking hammer taken to his hand for touching me. 

"Whatever, he touched my tit, doesnt mean he needed his hand fucking broken!" I hiss and then look back at Nash.

"Sorry about....that by the way, it was unprofessional, and a creep thing to do." Nash says. 

I roll my eyes. "Yeah, you're right, it is, but are you okay?" I ask and gently rub my fingertips on the cast. 

"yeah trouble, i'm alright." He says with a tilt of his lips and I smile. 

"She's still off limits." Connor says when me and Nash smile at each other a little too long. 

"Oh fuck off Connor, you saw me fucking naked against my will, which is more than Nash did, so shut up." I hiss. 

"Yeah, but Vaughn gave me permission." 

"be wise, and shut the hell up." I hiss. "Because i DIDNT give you permission!" 

"Nash has seen it too. You gonna yell at him?" Connor asks and I look at Nash whose eyes I cant see but I can tell hes glaring at Connor. 

"you're all a bunch of fucking perverts." I mutter and Nash looks at me.

"Boss sent it to me. As punishment. Torture. Who knows. Both maybe?" He says and I blush a little. 

I roll my eyes. 

"Hate to say it, but I did watch it. A lot." Nash says.

"Man, fuckin careful" Connor says.

"Shut up Connor, we're flirting here" I say. 

Connor grumble sand Nash chuckles and I look back at him. 

"You're forgiven, because I like you Nash." 

"You still yell at ME for it!" Connor says.

"Because you're fun to yell at!" I yell at him and Connor huffs and shakes his head. 

"Im glad youre back" I say to Nash. 

"Glad to be back, trouble" he says with a smirk. 

"you're not looking at my face, are you?" I ask him when his lips parts slightly and his tongue slips along them. 

"nope." he says and I laugh. Connor curses.

"Fuck, you're gonna get yours eyes gouged out." Connor warns. 

"then i should look some more" Nash says. "Commit her to memory." 

Connor sighs and gets up. 

"Man, im not willing to lose any body parts, you're on your own." He says and walks off. I laugh, watching him mutter and walk towards the gardens. 

"hey Trouble?" Nash says and I laugh as I move my eyes from Connor retreating, back to him. 

"yeah?" I ask. 

"Touching you was worth the broken hand." he says and I lick my lips. 

"You know, i should be mad at you for touching me in my sleep." I say.

"But you're not." He says with a sure smirk. 

I shake my head "No, im not." I say and then step closer to him, craning my head to him. 

"So you thought of me, while touching that pretty little pussy you've got?" He asks and my breath hitches. I nod. 

"Connor too?" He asks. I nod. 

"Vaughn?" he asks, I nod again.

"Heard boss has been keeping you busy...heard he's been making those Whiskey Lips of yours moan real loud." Nash says. "Cant wait to hear it baby" he says and I bite my lip. 

"he fuck you yet , trouble?" Nash asks as I push against him. Standing toe to toe and looking up at him, I shake my head. 

"shame, not sure what he's waiting for" Nash says and then lifts his sunglasses.

"why dont you let one of those little nipples of yours peek out of that swimsuit for me" he says and I suck in a breath, I lift my hand, and draw the fabric to the side. He smiles and his eyes look down. 

"Mmmm." he groans. 

"fuckin adorable" he says and licks his lips. "I knew theyd be real pretty when i touched you that night" 

His phone rings as Im pretty much about to climb him like a tree. 

He smirks and steps back, takes out his cellphone and turns his head slightly. 

"Boss." he says. 

Then Nash turns his head back to me and winks.

"Yes sir." Nash says, looking to one of the cameras and nods towards it. 

"Copy that." he says and then lowers his phone and hands it to me. I scoff and roll my eyes and take it. 

"What?" I hiss. 

"Is that anyway to talk to me when I brought your little friend back for you?" He asks. 

"which camera are you watching so I know which one to give the finger to?" I ask him. Nash laughs softly, while I wave my middle finger around, spinning around to all the cameras blinking from different places on the back of the house and around the grounds. 

"Take your top and bottoms off." Vaughn says. 

"What?" I ask, pausing my little middle finger tirade. 

"Show Nash what's fucking mine." He growls into the phone. 

"you're fucked up" I pant, already turned on. Vaughn had to do very fucking little to turn me on. Even when he was being an asshole. But then again Nash didnt have to do much either. Nor Connor, but Connor is no fun because he's too loyal, and too uptight to even flirt with me. He just eye fucks me and pretends I annoy him when I try to flirt with him. 

"Put me on speaker." He growls. I roll my eyes, sigh, pull the phone from my ear and hit speaker.

"You're on speaker dickwad." I say. He grumbles. He's given up on trying to make me stop cursing, for the most part. 

"you touch her. I'll fucking kill you." Vaughn says. 

"Copy that." Nash says as I gasp.

"Vaughn, what the hell you're not fucking killing anyone, quit being a dick" I hiss. 

"You're gonna take your little bikini off, you're gonna lay on that lounge chair...and you're gonna spread those fucking legs and show Nash where I put my tongue every fucking night." Vaughn groans. 

"are you...fucking getting off?" i ask. 

"when im not? My god daughter keeps fuckin hard all day. Now do as you're fucking told. Show him what he cant fucking have princess" he groans. 

I look to Nash and he winks.

"better do what he says , trouble." Nash lick his lips and takes the phone. 

"Look at the fuckin tits on her Nash." I hear Vaughn growl as I remove my top. 

"Im looking Boss."  Nash says as I walk to the lounger chair, remove my bottoms and then lay back and spread my fucking legs like I was told, but more so, because I want Nash to look at me. 

"Get a real fuckin good look at that cunt." I hear Vaughn groan. "Closer. Closer. Lay down and put your fucking face as close as you can get without touching that fucking beautiful little pussy" Vaughn groans and Im fucking panting, chest heaving as Nash kneels and leans over. 

"You ever fucking touch her again, i'll cut your dick and balls off and feed them to the dogs, do you understand?" I hear Vaughn threaten. I whimper, my fingers going to my clit and I rub myself, listening to Vaughn be a posessive razy fucking psycho, all while I have Nash's breath on my fucking pussy with him so fucking close.

"nobody touches her....except for me....and when i do allow someone else to touch her.....it wont be you....ill make you watch Connor enjoy her a hundred times before i even let you taste that little cunt of hers, or feel her hard little nipples against your tongue, or that fantastic little mouth hers around your fucking throbbing cock. She sucks like such a good fucking girl Nash. Real fucking good." Vaughn groans and I look up at the camera closest to us. 

"That's right, look at me princess" Vaughn groans and I whimper, my fingers sliding down, into my pussy. 

"fuck" Nash groans. 

"show him what I taught you princess, show him a little slut cums and makes a fucking mess." Vaughn groans as I slide my hand down further, my fingers sliding deeper and hooking inside of me and I whimper, trying to coax my g spot, my eyes rolling, my head going back as I find it, and work it with the little pumps of my fingers. 

"watch her , dont take your eyes off her, makes your mouth water, doesnt it? Look at her wet , juicy, little fucking cunt,  .....eyes on me princess" Vaughn says when I look at Nash. I whimper, Nash's eyes on me. Hes breathing harder. I whimper. wanting so badly for him to lick me between my fucking legs like Vaughn does. 

"Please....Vaughn....please" I cry. 

"Shut up and look at me" He growls and I whine and look at the camera. 

"Good girl, don't worry....i'll be home soon......and tonight.....Connor is going to take care of your pussy...."  Vaughn says and Nash growls and I whimper, my toes curling. 

"And Nash is going to watch with me, we're going to watch Connor get a taste of what he deserves for doing his fucking job well and doing as he's told, and keeping his fucking hands off what's mine" Vaughn groans. 

"oh he's gonna eat you like a starved man, princess, i'll let him have as much of your pussy as he wants tonight, good girl....that's it.....that's it princess....show Nash what messy little girl you are" Vaughn groans as I cum hard, squriting and Nash groaning and I gasp, panting, watching Nash and he drops the phone. 

I scream as Nash grabs my waist and buries his face in me. Sucking at my pussy hard, groaning, licking. Vaughn laughing and groaning on the other end of the phone as I tell Nash to stop. 

"he'll k-kill....oh f-fuck!" I scream as Nash lick my clit and Im humping his fucking mouth, my hands going to his fucking hair and gripping it. I scream as I cum again, his mouth taking less than a fucking mintue to work my clit. Nash is growling, the same way Vaughn does when I cum. Licking me harder, sucking my clit and grunting as he finally lets me free and then bites my fucking hip and kisses my pelvis and up my stomach and sucks on my tits. 

Vaughn is laughing. Groaning and laughing as Nash kisses up my chest, over my neck and I pant, shaking.

"n-nash" i tremble and he groans.

"you're about to lose your virginity baby" he groans and then reaches down and undoes his belt. 

"wh-what?" I breathe, shaking my head. 

"NASH. ENOUGH." Vaughn barks through the phone. Nash stops, panting hard as I push at his chest. 

"you know why he hasnt fucked you yet?" Nash groans and then unzips. 

"NASH" Vaughn yells and Nash licks his lips. 

"w-why?" I ask. 

"NASH. I WILL fucking kill you." Vaughn growls.

Nash seems to realize he actually means it this time. Because he pants. Looks down at my naked body. 

"why hasnt he?" I pant as Nash pushes up and redoes his pants, just as Connor comes back. 

"what the fuck man!" Connor yells and looks at me naked and Nash with a wet mouth and beard. 

"Boss allowed it." Nash says and I feel my brows pinch. No he didnt. 

"Connor. It's fine. Take Bella to her bedroom please." Vaughn says and Connor snaps his fingers and me like Im a fucking dog and points to the house. 

Then i realize , Vaughn clearly told Nash he could have me, or...part of me. Because no way was Nash dumb enough to get murdered for pussy. 

But what the hell did Nash mean, by, why Vaughn hasnt fucked me yet? Because honestly, i was wondering the same thing. I knew it wasnt my age. He clearly threw those morals out the fucking window a week ago. 

"Why wont he fuck me?" I ask Nash as Connor grabs my arm and pulls me away. But Nash doesnt answer me. 

"Connor?" I ask him as he drags me along, my naked body moving beside his as I walk with barefeet up the stone steps. 

"Dont ask me. I dont fucking know." He mutters. A lie. But I'd sooner have rainbow shoot out my ass than have Connor disobey orders or talk about things he's clearly not supposed to. 

what reason could he possibly have? 

"stay in here." Connor says and shuts my bedroom door. I hear him lock it from the outside and roll my eyes. Vaughn locked me in my room a few days ago, telling me i was "grounded". He left me in there half the day. Then came in and threw me down, spread my legs and ate my pussy for an hour, then locked me up again, just because he could. Asshole. 

I get dressed. Then glare at the camera. Narrowing my eyes. Flipping them off. the ceilings are too fucking high, otherwise id rip them out of the ceiling. 

"You can retire from eating my pussy old man!" I yell at the camera. "Nash makes me cum harder than you have!" I say and spit at the camera, but it just hits the fucking wall and I scream at the camera. 

"You're fucking psycho! And i hate you!" I grab shit from the room, throwing it at the cameras, missing every fucking time which only makes me angrier. 

"FUCK YOU VAUGHN!" I yell at him. Because while his games were hot sometimes, they also drove me fucking insane. He made no sense. And it wasnt just him that was fucked up. Nash was too. I was. Connor, was probably the most fucking sane person in this place, other than Anna the chef, and the house and groundskeepers. 

My phone rings and I run over to it. Grabbing it. Seeing his name and throwing that at the camera too. It hits it. My phone falling and smacking against the wall when it comes down, and hitting the floor with a thud and the screen shatters. But i grin up at the cracked camera dome. I give it the finger. Not sure how much it affects the view, or if it broke it all the bad. But i can see the crack and that's enough for me. 

"EAT SHIT!" I hiss and then continue my dramatics by ripping the room apart. Screaming and throwing things. DEstroying everything I can, shattering the glass shower door by throwing the lamp from my bedroom nightstand at it. Then throwing shit at the mirrors. Im nnot even that unhinged, I just know the mess and tatrum will piss Vaughn off. Its all out of spite at this point.  HE'll either yell at me and call be an ungrateful fucking spoiled brat and ignore me. Or he'll fuck face too rough and then apologize by eating me out for the rest of the night. Who knows, who cares? I get off on pissing him off. I get off on having his attention. 

I lay on my bed when Im out breath and my room is officially destroyed. Doesnt matter. He has plenty of others. I'll just move into one of those. 

I'm winded, exhausted, angry and tired. I snatch my covers and pull them over me and take a god damn rage nap.