Trevor looks at me like he wants to dip me in chocolate and lick me clean.
I don’t mind that look when it’s just me, him and a knife… but that next morning, there is plenty of people around us on our way to the boats. We’re going snorkeling today, so it seems.
“That dress is really pretty” he says as he passes me by.
We’re always doing that thing where we try to keep some distance from each other only to fail in five seconds.
“Thank you” I smile a little too much.
Flirting sometimes feels like talking through smiles, have you ever noticed that?
He has a little smirk, so I smile and blush, then his smile gets wider while I try to hide mine with my tongue, and that’s when he bites his smile staring at my lips like he wants to bite me and then I can’t hide my smile anymore and start giggling like a silly school girl.
We’re sitting across each other on the boat but anyone remotely looking our way will figure out what’s up.
Peter and Nat are sitting close to Trevor and my sister is watching me with a hint of horror in her eyes. Fuck. I can’t have Nat noticing this. Out of all the people who could, she is probably the worst option. So I swallow my flirts looking guilty as fuck and try to look away.
I’m not sure it worked cause every time I look her way, she is carefully observing me. And I swear it always looks like she wants to say “Hey Tess, did you… no… you couldn’t have, right?”
Her whole body language is screaming that she wants to ask me something but only if the answer is “no”.
Then Trevor takes his shirt off and someone gasps… ok, maybe it was me. Maybe I gasped. His tattoos look amazing and I am yet again reminded that I keep missing opportunities to lick them. And I had him tied up once and everything.
“I’m sure that bikini looks really good too” he quietly compliments me even though I’m still wearing a dress over it
“Yeah? You wanna borrow it?”
“Sure. But what would you wear?”.
We exchange looks.
We exchange smiles.
Leo tilts his head like he just heard every single word so me and Trevor break away.
He knows something is going on.
Their dad also knows and (I’m afraid) so does Sasha.
My Lana lie didn’t take. Trevor put zero effort into it and Sasha isn’t stupid.
“Can I use you?” our guide for the day is a tall tanned man with green eyes and a wicked smile. He’s hot enough that he must have tourists waiting in line to fuck him. So I’m not sure if his english is that bad or if his choice of words was intentional.
“Excuse me?” Trevor asks before I do.
“Can I have your help?” he smiles at me like he just made a silly mistake. Not intentional at all, no, not at all, so silly. “To show everyone how to use the equipment” he has a snorkel in hand.
“Uh, yeah, alright”
“Hm” Trevor crosses his arms staring at the guide with pursed lips, like he wants to say you watch it now, cowboy.
“Everyone, if I can have your attention” he has a powerful voice and a… hand on my waist? This man over here playing with fire. Trevor is crossing his arms so violently his muscles are popping like they wanna break out of the skin. There is no joy in his eyes. His nostrils are flared. “Let me show you how to properly use the instruments. I’ll use my beautiful volunteer here as a model”
He says “my beautiful” and Trevor breathes in looking around like he is about to crack skulls open.
“Let me get this out of the way” he touches my hair, getting it behind my ears so he can…
“Is this really necessary?” Trevor has a manic smile “It’s not a nuclear power plant, I’m sure we can all handle snorkels”
“I have to give you the safety instructions, sir. Now…” he covers my eyes with the diving mask and takes far too long adjusting it around my face, low key caressing my cheeks while he’s at it “You should put them on like this and make sure they are properly fitted and… beautiful” he pinches my cheeks “Even with the goggles” he laughs and Trevor is chewing nothing, about to bite his own teeth.
The guide is kinda sexy, it has to be said.
If it wasn’t for… well… everything else, I wouldn’t mind his touches or attention.
But because Trevor exists… I am really enjoying the guide’s touches and attention. Trevor is gonna get jealous and mad, and we all know what happens after that. I try to hide my grin.
“Now, breathe through your mouth, beautiful” he asks me, giving me a sweet pinch on my chin before adjusting the snorkel “Perfect”
“Wonderful” Trevor claps his hands “We are all safe. Let’s do this”
“Yes” the guide takes the snorkel off and hands it to me “You can put it on once in the water and you’ll have to take your clothes off first” he jokes, with a small wink and a lot of charm “You need help?” he offers me a hand “Here” he reaches for my shoulder straps and Trevor snaps:
“I think the lady can undress herself, yes?”
“She already had the snorkel on, I thought maybe…”
“She’s got it” Trevor enunciates the words like a rabid dog would.
“No harm in a little help” I tease him because sometimes I like to watch the world burn and my man looks me down like I’m about to get the spanking of a lifetime and I better not fucking fight it.
“I’ll help you then” he hisses, pushing my shoulder straps out of the way with so much intimacy that half the people around us can now tell he’s done this a million times before.
My mom is taking pictures of the ocean and notices nothing. But that hardly means we are safe… his dad and my dad are like the two guards at the Gates of Hell: they won’t just let us go free.
I’m sure Paul is about to scorn him.
I’m sure my dad is about to hit him.
My dress falls to the ground and Trev says “Oh fuck”.
Yeah, oh fuck, indeed.
“He’s just being…” I try to say but… BUT… that’s when the boat disappears.
Yeah, you read that right: the boat disappears. People disappear. I am falling back into the ocean in one swift motion that is too fast for me to stop and yet feels so slow I have time to think “What the fuck?”
It was Trevor.
Trevor pushed me off the boat and into the ocean.
Why, you ask?
Well, I would love to know.
I am wet and not the fun kind. I swim up just in time to see my dad yelling at Trevor for throwing me in. He is apologizing and handing me the snorkel as he too jumps in the ocean.
“What the hell?” I ask him as soon as we are close enough to speak without being heard by everyone.
He has a weird face.
Like he is chewing a secret and trying to swallow it before anyone realises he’s the one who ate it.
“Trevor?” I pinch him under the water “Why did you push me?”
“Because, Tessa!” his jaw is clenched “You still have Owned stamped across your ass” he whispers “Would you like our fathers to see that?”
“What? HOW? It was a day ago. How hard did you hit me?”
His whole face is twitching and tense.
“Pretty fucking hard, Tessa. Didn’t you feel it?”
“How the hell am I gonna get out of the water without them seeing it?”
“Let’s burn that bridge when we get to it. Just… go stay away from me”
“Right! We should keep our distance so they don’t notice we…” but there was something about his tone. Something urgent about the way he asked me to go away. Like it wasn’t about keeping up appearances but about him keeping his sanity. I have a glorious smile “You’re hard, aren’t you?”
“Go away. Now” he gulps.
“You’re fucking hard cause your baby has owned written on her ass and you can’t take it”
“Tessa… I swear to God”
“What?” Oh, I’m fucking loving this “So you can put a bullet in my pussy and have me almost cum in front of my whole family but I can’t tease you for going hard over one word?”
“If your dad hears you…” he is having a really hard time breathing “He’s gonna punch me”.
“No… I’m the only one that gets to spank you, daddy” I cover that fucking word with a delicious little moan and Trevor grabs my throat as a reflex. Only a fraction of a second. He immediately drops me and I have a bratty fucking giggle that is turning him mad “What’s the matter, big boy? Can’t handle a little girl anymore?”
He takes the deepest breath I have ever seen him take.
“I am gonna punish you so fucking hard you’ll beg for forgiveness”
“No, you won’t. You got nothing”
“You said you wanted some waxplay? I’ll cover your pussy in so much fucking hot wax it’ll feel like you’re being fucked by a lit candle”
“Is that gonna be before or after you run around in fear of my father?”
The water splashes around me as he makes a sudden move to grab me again, but stops himself before touching me.
He runs his hands through his wet hair and yum. My man is so fucking hot I’d like to spread him on a toast and then lick him off, cause the toast would actually ruin him. It’s everything, you know? It’s the way he looks away from me, fucking pissed, but still with a sexy vengeful grin. It’s the wet hair and the large hands. It’s those fucking tasty biceps of his. It’s that thick yummy chest. And those tattoos…
“You gotta remind me to lick your tattoos next time. I keep forgetting”
“Fuck sake, Tessa” he coughs, curving his body as if his dick is starting to hurt “Get the fuck away from me. For the love of God”
“What if I don’t? Literally nothing you can do”
“Are you two gonna snorkel?” Nat asks.
“In a minute” I say.
“I could say red” he reminds me.
“You could. Will you, though?” I play with my bikini, moving the top just enough to show the smooth lines in my tan and I think Trevor is drooling and sweating, but he is also wet and in the ocean so I can’t really tell.
“Some really nice reefs over here, you guys wanna see?” Leo asks us.
“In a minute” Trevor says.
We exchange looks.
We exchange smiles.
Mine is a tease.
His is of agony.
“What’s it gonna be, daddy?” I let the consonants snap on my tongue.
“You’re the devil”
“Here to punish you, for a change”
He scratches his beard, wetting his lips, tilting his head a bit like a man at the end of his rope.
“Tell me, Tessa: after I cover you clit and tits with hot wax, do you want me to clean it by beating you with a cane, a belt or a flog?”
“Belt, baby. You have to ask?”
“Great. Cane it is”
“I said belt”
“I heard you”
“So you’re just gonna intentionally do the opposite of what I ask?”
“Literally nothing you can do” he whips me with my own words.
“I think I wanna tie you up again, Trev. Punishing you is fun”
“Good luck trying”
“Maybe I’ll walk into your room when you’re asleep”
“Maybe I’ll walk into your room when you’re asleep. And have my way with you”
That’s always my weakest spot.
I hesitate. I smile. My eyelids drop a little.
“You should have done that last night. I left the door open for you. Missed your chance”
“No, you didn’t”
I didn’t.
He is right, I was just trying to tease him.
But how does he know?
“Did you go by my room last night?” I ask.
“I go by your room every night” he leans in so close our noses quickly brush.
Oh fuck, yes.
“Can you come tonight?”
“No”
“Why not?”
“Cause you’re being a fucking a brat. I’m not rewarding this”
“Ok, but… come anyway?” I sound really needy cause I know that melts him.
“I said no” but his smile is saying yes.
“What if I stop being a brat?”
“Forever? That’s impossible”
“Who said forever? I could stop being a brat for five minutes”
“And what would that get me?”
“A handjob”
“Here?” he laughs “You understand there are people with snorkels underwater all around us?”
“Coward”
“Is this you not being a brat for five minutes? Excellent work”
“Give me your hand”
“If you’re giving me a handjob, you should be giving me your hand”
“Shut up, little boy, do as you’re told”
“Oooooh. Alright. I’ll play” he lets me have his hand and I am really tame about it.
I hold his fingers in mine, slowly caressing them with my thumb.
“Are we trying to get caught again?”
“Trev, I said shut up”.
“You also said you were giving me a handjob. So far, nada”
“Stop being a brat”
“Did you really just…” he has a huge fucking grin but I shut that down fast with one simple move: I close my fist around one of his fingers, and slide my hand up and down as I would do to his cock.
Men are really simple creatures.
They see something phallic moving in and out of a woman’s fist or mouth and they immediately think sex. I don’t say a word. All I do is give Trev’s finger a handjob and he goes quiet like I’m actually riding his cock.
“You told me you like it when I do it like this” I move my hand with the pressure and speed he taught me he likes in a handjob “But I noticed you actually moan so good when I do this instead…” I press just the tip of his finger like I would the tip of his cock and the man goes pale, curving his body again, like he’s about to spit his balls out through his dick.
“Yeah” he breathes out slowly “When you do that it feels really fucking good”
“I know. You also like this…” I change the movement, carefully bringing his finger to my lips. I put my tongue out just a little and Trevor closes his eyes “Shame I can’t do it to the real thing right now” I move his hand away from my mouth before letting it get there and he sighs in frustration.
“This isn’t over” he whines.
Oh, I know.
That’s the whole point.
“Dive, baby. Cold water will help”
“It hasn’t yet” he complains as I push his head so he’ll go all the way underwater.
“Better?” I ask once he’s out.
“Not even a little. Please, get away from me” he cries and this time I let him go.
I go join my mom and Trevor stays behind. Swimming around and looking up to the sky with his back turned to me, desperately trying to get his dick to come down.
I really love having this effect over him.
Annie is diving a little bit ahead with… Peter.
Fuck.
I got drunk on sex and forgot about this extremely urgent matter.
I swim up to them but Annie slips away as I get there.
“Hey, Tess” Peter says “There is a cute blue fish just under here, check it out”
“I will…” fuck, I can’t keep this up forever. I know what I saw. I need to do something. I can’t go to Nat yet, sure… but… “Peter, can we talk?”
“Of course, Tess, what’s up?”
“No, not here. Later. Can we talk later?”
He wrinkles his forehead.
“S… sure. Is everything alright?”
“Yeah, I just need to talk to you about something. It’s important. So tonight maybe?”
“What’s happening tonight?” Nat pops out of nowhere and I jolt up splashing some water.
“N-nothing” I stutter “Just… nothing”
“Nothing?” she raises an eyebrow staring at us while Peter shrugs as he has no idea what I want “Tess, what’s going on?”
“Nothing. I just wanted to talk to Peter about something. It’s a… thing. Don’t worry. It’s…” fuck “… personal”
“And you can talk to Peter but not to your sister?”
“I need a man’s point of view. And he’s like my brother now, right?”
“So are Leo and Trev, why can’t you ask them?”
“Nat, don’t worry about it” I choke “Look, there’s a really cute blue fish under here. Show her, Pete” I smile and swim away. I am the world’s worst liar. Fuck.
And speaking about the world’s worst liar… listen to this:
When we get back on the boat, Natalie is definitely looking at me funny.
But I get distracted cause Trevor is already there, leaning towards his phone checking for something. I approach him, curious.
“Are you even getting wi-fi out here, how good is your… oh!” I see what’s on his screen even though he jumps up and tries very hard to hide it “Is that what I think?”
“Yeah”
“Let me see”
“No”
“Please!”
“Tessa!”
“Trevor!”
“Fine” you know, for a dom I really do have this man on a leash.
He hands me the phone and I see it: some sex shop that specialises on custom gear. He is ordering paddles with the word Trevor written across it.
“Really?” I roll my eyes.
“Really”
“That bad, hm?”
“That bad”
“You should order a collar to come with it” I joke “With your name on it as well, so I can wear it around”
Trevor stops breathing.
Oh my God, I killed Trevor.
“Trev? Trevor?”
“You…. You’d wear it?” his words are painful whispers.
“The collar? I was joking” I make a face “But yeah, sure. Why not? Is that a thing for you?”
He has no words.
He is looking at me.
His eyes are dropping to my neck.
He is picturing me naked.
“You’re picturing me wearing nothing but a collar right now, aren’t you?”
“And heels” he drools.
“Let me see some of the models they have” I scroll through the shop checking for collars.
“What are you two doing?” my father asks, just behind us and I panic, ok?
I think it’s an understandable reaction to panic, all things considered.
I will, however, agree that it is NOT an understandable reaction to throw Trevor’s phone in the water.
No, I’m not really sure what was I thinking there.
It sort of just happened.
I had a phone in my hands, scrolling through a BDSM sex shop, my father appeared and I… threw the phone away.
Seemed like a smart thing to do at that exact second. Not so much one second later, when Trevor was staring at the splash in the water where his phone disappeared and then back at me with a “woman, how are you this insane?” look on his face.
“I’m sorry” I have my hands over my mouth.
He is speechless.
“What were you doing?” my father is shocked.
“You scared me!” I panic even more “We were just… we were checking the score. Of the Hawks vc Eagles games. We had a bet on two goals after three innings, will you excuse us?” I lean over the side of the boat, maybe we can still find the phone.
Leo is still in the water so I wave at him a bunch and ask him to pick it up.
“Is it water proof? It is, right? Most phones are up to a certain depth these days, no?”
“Hawks vs Eagles? Goals and innings?”
“I panicked”
“What fucking sport is that, Tessa?”
“I don’t know sports” I squeeze my face.
“You are such a horrible liar. How have you lived 25 years on this Earth?”
“There!” I scream when Leo fishes his brother’s phone back “Maybe it still works”
It doesn’t.
It’s frozen on a screen that reads “sexy collars for your sweet babygirl, buy one now and get a jewel butt plug” with a poorly dressed woman biting a collar.
Leo looks at it.
He looks at me.
He looks at Trevor.
“I’m not gonna ask” he says to himself “I’m not gonna ask” he goes away.
“I’m sorry” I mouth to Trev.
“I’ll just buy another one. Too bad I can’t buy a new reputation also, cause you’re destroying mine like someone will pay you for the speedrun” I’m gonna apologise again but he has a little smile.
“How are you putting up with all my craziness?”
“I’m hooked” he shrugs with a sweet smile and suddenly I just want him to kiss me. It will be an amazing day when we’re finally over the secrets and he can just kiss me whenever. God, I’ll be asking for kisses all the time. Sweet and long and slow. “And you’re really hot” he adds making me laugh “Like really”
He puts his phone away, shaking his head like his inner voice is just saying “crazy woman” on repeat. I sit quietly by his side all the way back.
I also happen to notice there is more people staring at us on our way back then on the way there. But no one more so than Natalie.
Nat is looking at me weird.
She is looking at me like she has question she doesn’t know for sure I can answer.
“Pss, Tessie?” Trevor pushes me with his shoulder.
“Yeah?”
“Can you leave your door open tonight?”
“I thought you wouldn’t come over cause I was a brat”
“I can punish you some other way. I’ll come around after you sleep, ok?”
Yes, yes, YES, thank you.
“You have such a beautiful smile whenever I promise you sleep play” Trevor is always hot and handsome. But every now and then he looks so… mine. It’s hard to remember I used to hate him when, now, I hear his voice and all I feel is an uncontrollable warmth “Sucks that I can’t kiss you right now” he has a tiny little pout and I want to kiss him so bad I think it might actually kill me.
“Tonight” I promise.
“Yeah… I’ll kiss you so much while you sleep, baby. You’ll wake up still tasting me”
My pussy.
My poor pussy.
I guess I’m a victim of words just like him, cause Trevor says something like that and he sets fire to my vagina and now I can’t wait to fall asleep.
“How about we do something for you as well?” I ask.
“What do you mean?”
“I could leave my phone on a tripod and when you get there…. you can hit record”
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Shh.
I’m dreaming of Trevor.
I’m dreaming of his hands and his whisper and his touches.
I’m dreaming of his smell.
I’m dreaming of his weight on top of me.
It’s so real.
I can taste his fingers soaked in my pussy juice.
I can feel my legs twitching and my pussy stretching.
I can feel him.
Inside me.
Around me.
More.
I want more.
Shh.
I’m dreaming of his voice.
I can hear it in my mind.
I get chills down my neck feeling his breath on my skin.
Shh.
I’m still on the boat.
My body is moving on the waves.
But it doesn’t smell of water and salt in here.
It just smells of sweat and man.
Shh.
My body is moving but there are no waves.
It’s the bed.
The bed is moving.
I am moving it.
We are moving it.
Shh, baby, be good for daddy.
I’m not dreaming of Trevor.
This is not a dream.
I can feel him.
Inside my pussy, pushing hard and unyielding. Fucking me so good he is making me lose the grip on reality.
This can’t be a dream, it feels too real.
This can’t be real, it feels to sublime.
I moan and he kisses it.
His hips jolt up really fucking hard and I gasp for air, my hands sinking into the pillows, grabbing them tight.
I wake up from a beautiful dream into a beautiful reality.
I was horny and asleep.
Now I’m orgasming and awake.
If there are any better ways to wake up in this life, I am yet to try them. Cause Trevor’s cock deep in my pussy has been taking the gold for years.
Sleep still holds me, live a lover after sex. Like Trevor. Demanding aftercare after we spent the night together, my Dreams don’t want me to walk out that easy. They hold me. They hug me. They squeeze me. I have to fight my way out if I want to truly feel the dick currently taking me.
Let me go, Dreams, please, let me go.
“Let me go” I cry out, moving my arms trying to push sleep away.
“No” Trevor’s cruel tone wakes me up like a cold shower “Don’t you fucking brat on me right now”
Don’t stop.
Oh, God, please, don’t stop.
“…’t stop” I stutter, awake, but just.
“No, I don’t think I will. You be a good little hole and take it”
His movement is so good.
In.
A moan. A kiss on my nape.
Out.
A bite. His moan getting deeper.
I try to touch his arms, I wanna feel those biceps, I wanna lick those tattoos.
But Trevor is so thick and so wrapped around me I can barely move.
“Daddy is gonna take your pussy” his voice is like honey, melting off the jar into a tall tower of fresh pancakes “And then he’s gonna take your ass, ok, baby?”
“No” I just want the pussy, right now.
“I know it sounded like a question, but it wasn’t. So shut up, alright? Be really fucking quiet” honey. Honey sweet and kind, falling down and burning me. I don’t know why, I never know why.
Trevor fucks me like someone decided to spike my hot chocolate with black peppers.
It hurts, but it is so sweet.
“It’s gonna be over really soon” he promises in my ear.
Can I be fucked like this every night?
Please.
“Take it, just a little more, ok? You can take it” his cock is merciless. Banging me faster and deeper as I wake up. The more I try to move the more he restrains me.
He goes all the way out and then slams his cock in so fucking violently that I wake up completely.
My mouth is open and I think I’m screaming. I bite the pillow.
“Almost done. I’m almost done” he says “I’ll let you get back to sleep in a little bit. You won’t even notice I was here. Shh”.
I cum, biting the pillows.
“Just close your eyes. I’m almost done using you. It will be over soon”
I don’t know why I fucking love that line, but I fucking love that line.
And Trevor has been perfecting it for years and years.
I’m pretty sure he could make me cum on command at this point.
My body shakes and he is still fucking me.
“Good, that’s good. Good girl.” He moans through shallow breaths. He takes his cock off my pussy and pushes my ass cheeks really hard so he can fuck me from behind. I scream, drooling on the pillows but the thing is fucking Trevor chooses to fuck my ass in the middle of my orgasm… and I do have a thing for humiliation and pain and so on… so taking my ass without any extra lube, using me completely for his pleasure, while I am half asleep is a huge streak of all-things-Tessa-loves.
Suddenly orgasm doesn’t feel like a good enough word anymore.
Climax doesn’t feel good enough.
Pleasure doesn’t feel good enough.
What Trevor does to my body is something else. It’s transcendence. It’s nirvana.
Everything shakes. Everything feels.
My toes, my clit, my tongue, my nipples, my arms, my stomach. I feel the orgasm everywhere.
He cums in my ass. I feel him warm and dripping. Biting me and squeezing me.
“Shh. Go back to sleep, baby. Close your eyes and go back to sleep”
I feel weak.
I feel tired.
I feel like mush.
He kisses my cheeks. He kisses my lips.
I can barely kiss him back.
“Tomorrow we watch the video together” he licks me “But for now you sleep” his fingers are in my ass, spreading his cum.
I close my eyes.
I dream of Trevor.

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