Story of Us

Chapter 12 Part 1 Sawyer

Sawyer

"Are you going to tell me what the Opium Den is?' I ask Trevor over the phone. Our two weeks together before he had to head back to Las Vegas for his next fight flew by. My 21st birthday is tomorrow, and we will be flying to join Trevor to watch his fight, and then celebrate my birthday at the promo party after.

"I tried to google it.....But I doubt it is what my results came up with." I say and laugh.

"Sawyer." Trevor says in disapproval.

"Don't Sawyer me. If you don't tell me I'll just message Charlize on Insta and ask her." I threaten him.

"It's a sex club." He says in a tone that says he is ashamed.

"A sex club?" I gasp. "What happens at a sex club?" I ask him. After a few beats of silence I add "Ok, I can google it." I say

"Don't google sex clubs." Trevor warns.

"Are you a member of this club? Is it like AA, or is it like a country club, where members go to play a few holes?" I ask him, my mind running a million miles a minute. Trevor says nothing. I am buzzing with curiosity. "God I have so many questions" I squeal.

"Sawyer." Trevor growls.

"Trevor" I mimic him. "Is it a support group for all the girls you have stretched out and ruined for other men?"

"I would rather talk to you about this in person." He says in frustration,

"That's not an option buddy." I quip out " I don't think you understand all the delicious things that are running through my head right now." I rush out.

"Fuck." Trevor laughs out. I wait in silence for him to speak. "It is a lifestyle club that caters to it's members sexual desires providing a safe place for its patrons to participate and engage in fetishes and fantasies."

"Seriously? Those exist. HOLY SHIT! Take me there for my birthday." I say completely turned on.

"No" Trevor barks.

"Are you a member? What are your fetishes and fantasies? Either you are taking me or I'm going alone buddy, not going isn't an option." I spill out. "God I'm fucking wet just thinking about it."

"You are wet thinking about having your fetishes and fantasies met by strangers?" Trevor growls.

"No, I'm wet thinking about you taking me to meet my fetish and fantasy needs." I correct him.

"And what are your fetishes and fantasies?" He asks me.

"I don't know yet, what are my options?" I ask buzzing with excitement. "Do I get like a menu, or catalogue to choose from? Is it like a spa, you just pick different service?"

"Settle down." Trevor says in his macho voice.

"Ok. You're right. You are only answering like every third questions anyway, so I'll slow down." I say "Starting with are you a member?"

"Yes" he answers quickly.

"Have you been there this month?" I ask.

"No" he answers.

"What are your fetishes and fantasies?"

"You" He answers, and I smile.

"I'm sure" I say sarcastically and roll my eyes. "Will you take me?" I ask him.

"No"

"Why?" I whine.

"It's members only." He answers matter of factly.

"How do I become a member?" I ask him.

"YOU don't" he says emphasizing the you.

"Trevor, how am I suppose to explore my fetishes and fantasies if you won't let me join your sex club?" I ask him.

"It's not my sex club, it is a sex club I have a current membership at, but do not plan to use anymore because my fetishes and fantasies are being successfully met in you."

"Is it only in Vegas, or is there a club in Los Angeles? Like how you can attend any planet fitness with a membership."

"Yes, it's like Planet Fitness, and you get a free training session upon enrollment."

"God, I hope my trainer is Vin Diesel." I tease.

"Yes there is one in LA, and sorry to bust your bubble but I've never seen Vin Diesel there." He teases back.

"Damn it. Oh god, is Brady a member?" I ask horrified.

"No, your brother has no idea." He answers me.

"Ok, well I want 1 membership to your sex club for my birthday. Is it a monthly or annual fee?"

"It is not my sex club." He corrects me again.

"Trevor, we can keep going round and round about this, and you can try to distract me, but I will join this sex club and you will take me, I will not take no for an option."

"FUCK!" He says and I hear something crash.

"Are you throwing shit?" I ask him amused. " What just broke?"

"A lamp" he mumbles.

"Get your temper under control, that shit isn't attractive," I chastise.

"I'll take care of it." He says sounding defeated.

"Your temper?" I ask him confused,

"Your Membership." He says. I moan into the phone. "What are you doing?" Trevor asks me curiously.

"Imagining your delicious mouth doing that thing to my clit that makes me scream." I say toying with him.

"You are the fucking devil." He growls.

"God and when you ease your dick slowly into my wet, throbbing pussy, and I feel like I'm going to be shredded in two from the fullness of you inside me." I pant out. Shit now I am working myself up.

"Are you touching yourself?" Trevor growls, and I can hear him grunting, so I know he is.

"I can be" I say playfully.

This sets Trevor off and he takes over the show, directing me on where to put my hands and what he would be doing if he were there. Within minutes I am coming, whispering his name into my phone, and I can hear his guttural yell as he reaches his climax shortly after mine.

"I miss you." He whispers into the phone.

"I miss you too! I'm excited about tomorrow! What should I wear?" I ask him meaning to the Opium Den.

"It doesn't matter, it won't be on you for long." He promises and let's out a wicked laugh.

"Sweet Dreams" I giggle into the phone, and hang up.