Sierra Nevada (XXX)

31

Shut Up

I awoke sometime later tangled in Avi's arms and legs. He had snuggled down and put his nose between my breast. His breath was hot on my chest, his beard tickled. He was completely relaxed and sleeping soundly. I carefully extracted myself from his limbs and wandered off to the bathroom to relieve myself. When I returned I found him sitting up against the headboard looking rather dismayed as he was looking down as his phone. I hadn't bothered with getting dressed. He didn't' bother with looking up until he felt my weight on the bed next to him. "I didn't expect you to be awake."

"I am. Your phone rang."

"What? It actually rang?" I reached for my phone and pulled it close. My sister had called. I checked the time. It was nearly 2 am! I was in a near state of panic instantly. My sister was rarely up past midnight. Had something gone horribly wrong? He set his own phone down and tried to pull me into his arms to comfort me. "Why did she call? Oh, God. I can't. She has to be okay! If something, anything happened to her or Rob, I. I-I just can't!" Tears were rolling down my face as I tried to fight his hands off.

"Shhhh. Shhhh. It's okay. It's okay. She messaged me. It's okay. C'mon. C'mere. Let me hold you. Stop that, please. You're killing me with those tears. You have nothing to worry about. C'mere. Please let me hold you. Please. I'll show you her message. She knew you would do this. She said it was a trigger for you." I continued to struggle and resist him. I didn't want to be held. I wanted to know that my sister was alright and my brother too. Avi didn't know it but he was about to see the worst of me if he didn't get me under control. "Sister!" His voice boomed and filled the tiny room. Its powerful deep tone bounced off every surface in it. Completely startled, I instantly froze and locked my eyes to his. My lip was quivering like a little girl that had gotten herself into some very big trouble. "Jonna called to tell you that some crazy shit went down on twitter. Again." He rolled his eyes. "Rob is okay. She is okay. We might be in a spot of trouble, despite our age. Here," he pulled me to him, "sit with me. I'll show you her message. She's okay. I promise." He leaned against the headboard again and pulled me down next to him and settled me in his arms so I could read the message my sister had sent him.

"Avi, I tried calling Michelle, but she didn't answer. She is going to flip out about the missed call. Rob and I are fine. I am sorry to bother you so late, but I think you two should know that there is a new video floating around on twitter. It shows you two entering a tent and then some fairly explicit conversation. You are the only one tagged and heard. I'll send you the tweet. Once again, sorry to bother you."

He was smiling by the time he was done reading her message. I had calmed almost completely. I looked at him relieved for all of three seconds. "Wait! Did she say there was another video?"

"Yes, she did. She shared it. I suppose you remember all that talking I did? Well, it only took me like 45 seconds to say all of that monkey business. And yeah, 'Oh God' too. Here. It's mostly audio. To be honest the memories it triggers..." He left it at that and handed me his phone. Listening to it made me all squishy and hot. He smiled and laughed. I'll take care of that here in a few minutes. Check and see if Jonna is up and respond to her. I need to wake my publicist, call home and send a message to a mutual of ours before she kills me, some people are attacking me. I already reported the video. Don't read the comments some of them are so crude. It almost ruins something so beautiful between us. I'm sorry. This is the mess we get when people start sticking their noses where they don't belong."

"She was outside of the tent while we made love. The whole time?" I was in shock. I didn't know how to feel about that I felt exposed, violated somehow. He cuddled me close and took my phone from my hands.

"I suppose she was. I would say I feel cheap, but I know what happened in that tent and so do you. It was solely between you and me. We made love for the very first time. I hope to keep doing that for a long time to come, maybe, if we're lucky and we work for it, never stop. Now get a hold of Jonna. She's your sister. I am sure she is worried about you. I have 19 messages from mine and a ton more from each of my parents. I need to deal with this." He very quickly went from soft and sweet lover to a man controlling a situation. He looked at me expectantly and I picked up my phone without hesitation and did precisely what he told me. He dialed a number and very politely excused himself from the room, stepping to me to gently kiss my forehead, "Love you," he whispered before he walked away.

When he returned to the room I was still on the phone with Jonna. We were laughing the way we typically did at something that would not have seemed funny to anyone else. He cocked his head to the side when he looked at me and smiled. I smiled back and told Jonna that I needed to go.

"Good night Jonna, Thank you!" He called out before I could hang up. She started laughing and I shook my head. I told her that I loved her that I probably wouldn't call tomorrow. She agreed that I probably wouldn't and said good night. I put my phone down.

"You still feeling squishy inside?" He asked as he pulled me in for another warm kiss.

"Don't we need to discuss this?" I found his eyes. He didn't think so.

"It will be handled. The video is down. Many of the lewd comments have been reported, the hate ones too. Don't look at me like that. I got hate. You look so sweet and wonderful. People are taking up for you. It's annoying in the sense that they think I am a bad guy now, but its cute as hell that they care for you and they don't even know you."

"Don't be silly, baby. They don't care about me. They just want to hate on you. It has nothing to do with caring or loving or being concerned at al--." He covered my mouth with his and kissed me until I was senseless.

"Shut-up." He pulled me as close as he could get me. I could feel him as he became more and more aroused and it started to show. I felt myself preparing for what I hoped came next. "Would you just listen to me for once girl? It is taken care of. Now get back in that bed before I have to do something drastic to get you there."

In the spirit of true defiance, I stepped back from him and crossed my arms over my bare chest and stood with all of my weight on one foot and glared at him. "Make me."

"Is that an open challenge?" His smile slipped way to the side of deviant. I had forgotten that he had a demanding dominant side. "Do you want to play that way or save it for later? We haven't discussed it properly and probably should first. You know I can make you." He wasn't joking.

"You could, couldn't you?"

"Yes, but only if you want me to. Never again without your permission." His eyes were blazing. I looked down at him. He was still getting harder.

"You like it? It turns you on?" I looked at him still rising. He looked down at himself.

"I do. It does. Immensely. Does it not turn you on?"

"I hadn't before. Not that way."

Everything in his countenance changed. He was suddenly very sad. He put his head down. "That was the first time? That had to be terrifying. No wonder you were so mad at me. I hurt you. No amount of sorry will ever make that right. I may as well ha--," A tear slipped from his eye.

"Please don't cry. I didn't stop you. I wanted you." I closed the distance between us in the time it took for that tear to reach the tips of his eyelashes. I caught it before it could descend down his cheek. "I've read about it. That's how I knew that we needed a word. I'm curious. What can you tell me about it? How do we play that way?" He asked me if I was sure I wanted to know or to even try. I assured him that I did. "Even though it hurt and it was shocking, it still felt good. In the sense that it was you in me. Promise you won't spank me again. I didn't like that at all."

"If you behave and do what I tell you, I won't have to and if I do I won't hurt you like I did last time. But if we play, and you disobey me. I have to punish you. It's just the way it goes," the softness in his heart ruled him. It took over, "but if you don't like that part we can skip it." He explained further, giving me a way to make him stop what he was doing altogether. "Do you want to tonight or later?"

"How do we start?"

"I give you an order. Then we go from there until you decide you've had enough or we finish."

"And if I don't want to play?"

"Tell me to stop the way I told you. It isn't called a safeword for nothing. It will keep us both safe." I could see the light of desire in his eyes. I didn't want to deny him his pleasure mainly because I was certain that it would become mine.

"It's 3 am." I reminded him gently.

"It is. Going anywhere tomorrow?"

"No," I whispered meekly. He just smiled a devious little smile. I nodded.

He kissed me so tenderly I thought I was dreaming. That was the complete opposite of what we had just discussed. When he pulled away he looked into my eyes and winked. "Please, go sit in the middle of the bed the way I explained. Don't look at me when I approach you." He kissed my forehead and walked out of the room.