Zach. I kneeled between her thighs. Then I took hold of both her legs and place them on my shoulders. She bit her lip in anticipation. “You ready for me, baby girl?” I asked her. She nodded. I gave her a triumphant grin and then started pumping into her. Fast! Hard! Deep! “Oh my god… Za-Zach!” She was screaming. I became relentless. She asked me to fuck her hard, and I was doing exactly what she wanted. Who knew she had a kinky side? “Zach! I’m going to—” She didn’t finish that sentence. I felt her pussy tighten three times more, sucking me in, gripping my cock like a vise. “Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop!” Like I was going to. I didn’t think I would ever stop. Not now. Not ever. She was mine, and I wanted to make sure she knew it. I pumped into her like a piston. She was moaning in the relentless pleasure I was giving her. I struggled for control, holding my breath, and focused on holding m
Blaire. The ruthless sound of thunder made me scream. It was nine in the evening. I went down to the kitchen to drink milk before I went to bed. It was right here in the kitchen. I remembered being here with my mother. Lightning struck, illuminating the dim room, followed by the crashing sound of thunder. I was so scared and ran to my mother for comfort. But instead, she pushed me away and used the belt on me. I remembered Zach’s face that day. I saw the exact moment my mother’s belt hit his skin. He took the hit for me. He even tried to smile through it, to assure me he was okay. But I knew he was hurting. Tears rolled down my cheeks without me realizing it. I started shaking in fear. This was my weakness, my fear. Suddenly, I felt arms circled around my waist, and I felt the familiar warmth of Zach’s body against mine. “Baby girl,” he whispered. I turned around and hugged him. “Zachary!” I cried out. “It’s ok
Blaire. Zach leaned forward and kissed my lips once again. Then he pulled out of me. In one swift movement, he turned me around on fours and entered me from behind. He didn’t have a problem spearing through me again. My folds were slick with my juices and his. He went at me hard and deep. I couldn’t control the moans coming out of me anymore. I felt his arm on my waist as he pulled me to him. He stopped pumping his cock into me. His breath was hot against my ear. “Baby girl, you’re loud,” he said. “Our parents aren’t here, but the maids are sleeping downstairs. I don’t want them to suspect that I’m fucking my little sister.” I simply nodded. “I love hearing you scream my name, baby girl,” he said. “But while we’re at home, you’re gonna have to scream through my pillow, okay?” I nodded again. He nipped my earlobe while his other hand wrapped gently around my throat. “Good girl,” he whispered. “If you become too loud, I
Zach.I watched her beautiful face against my pillows. She slept peacefully. I think she was even smiling in her sleep. And I hoped I was the source of that.I read somewhere that if a phobia was associated with a horrific memory during thunderstorms, replacing it with another memory would help get rid of or at least diminish the effects of the night our mother beat me up thinking I was her.I only intended to comfort her last night. But then, she always had this effect on me. My body ached for her—all the time. One touch was all it took, and I would be rock hard. I was physically attracted to her, that pretty much was obvious. It didn’t matter what clothes she wore, what color of contacts she put on, or what color she dyed her hair. I was sexually attracted to her—hopelessly. There was something primal in the way I wanted her. Many times, I was filled with uncontrollable lust for her.Last night was a first for me. I achieved a
Zach.Shit! Does he know? He can’t, can he?I closed the door behind me, double-locking it, just in case. I leaned on the door and thought for a whole minute. Could it be possible that he knew? Well, Blaire and I were careful. We never kissed or held hands in public. We were careful to keep our distance from each other. Even at the house, we avoided being together in the same common rooms.No, I don’t think he knows.I found Blaire in the bathroom burning candles and incense sticks. Suddenly, my bathroom smelled like a spa.I wrapped my arms around her waist and kissed her at the base of her neck.“Are you setting up a bath for us?” I asked. Suddenly, I liked the idea of that.“No, only for you,” she replied.“Why?”“I can’t come out of your room looking like I just came out of the shower, babe. Somebody might suspect
Zach.We arrived in our aunt’s estate in Miami. We were greeted by Aunt Marie and her daughter, Serena, and her son, Damien.“Oh my god, what beautiful creatures you both grew up to be!” Aunt Marie said. She cupped my face between her palms. “Zachary! I never thought I’d ever see you again. You always were my favorite nephew.” Then she kissed me on the forehead.“And you always have been my favorite aunt.” I smiled at her. “But you can’t say that in front of Damien. He’s your nephew too. And he’s related to you by blood.”She rolled her eyes at the mention of Damien’s name. “Oh him. The troublemaker. Being family is not about being related by blood. Like you and Blaire. You’re not blood related, but that didn’t stop you from loving her like a sister.”Great! I was hoping they had stopped seeing me and Blaire as brother and s
Zach.“Look, if you guys want to have some fun, go knock yourselves out,” I said to the boys.“We’re going to hook up with chicks, man. Don’t be such a party pooper!” Damien said to me.“Don’t tempt him, bro. He’s got a girl,” Ben told him.“So?” Damien asked, arching a brow.“So, I’m loyal,” I said.“You’re whipped!” Ben said, chuckling.“I am. And I’m proud of it. You should try it. Feels incredible.”Damien wrinkled his nose and shivered as if he found the idea extremely abominable.“Come on, bro! We just got you back after almost a decade! You used to be the leader of all mischiefs in the pack. And now, you’re staying at home when we want to go clubbing with girls. Oh, did I mention hot girls?” Damien said.“I’m not stopping you. But sorry, guys. M
Zach.Me: I’m sure. You’re the teasing type. I’ll bet it makes you hot thinking about how I’ll rip those panties off you. So, tell me… how tiny are they?Her: So tiny they barely conceal me.I almost choked on my beer.It was getting hot. We had been through this before. When we sext each other, we usually end up having sex in the shed. But the problem was that we were a thousand miles away from home and we were surrounded by nosy cousins, aunts, uncles, and our parents. But I was not sure I could wait until tomorrow night to make love to her.“You didn’t come here just to text all night, did you?” Damien asked behind me.I immediately turned my phone over, hiding the screen from him.“Remember, I didn’t want to come at all,” I said, drinking my beer.“Plenty of hot girls here. You don’t fancy anyone?”Yes.
Zach.My cheeks and neck where Damien had hit me burned, but the physical pain was the least of my worries. All I could feel was guilt and remorse just thinking about what Blaire must be going through right now.I hated myself for subjecting her to this humiliation, and it was because I failed to be a man and control my dick. If only I could undo my mistakes.My body, mind, and soul craved her with an intensity that scared me. The thought of ending the night without plunging into her pussy nearly drove me crazy. I couldn’t resist my desire to claim her, smolder her with my infinite passionate kisses, caressing, and fondling. I wasn’t one to accept defeat – not when we were so close to expressing our feelings out in the open. And by some stroke of misfortune, our friends had to rain on our parade!And now, not only did they walk in on our business uninvited, they made us face our harsh reality… our worst nightmare.
Blaire.I didn’t know how much time flew by. All I knew was that my beautiful dirty secret has finally spilled out in the open. I couldn’t pull away from the visibly upset Zach, who held me close to his chest as I buried my face in his chest, too embarrassed to continue the staring competition with our friends. But the strong demeanor he wore to make me feel better did little to alleviate my apprehension.Marie was the first to break the silence.“Bee! What the fuck do you think you are doing?” she screamed, tears peering through her eyes. She covered her face with her palms as she sobbed into them.Kenzo didn’t say anything. He just stood there coolly with his hands inside his pockets. His attitude since I and Zach bumped into him earlier that evening showed that he already knew what was going on with us.Trepidation consumed Jessie. She lost words to describe the obscenity playing right before her e
My phone beeped.Zach: Baby girl…Me: Babe…Zach: I forgot my bag.Me: Okay, I’ll be out in a minute.I wiped my tears dry and then I went out of the room. Zach’s bag was in the cabinet. I took it silently and then I went out the door. Zach was leaning against the wall beside the door.“Hey,” I whispered.He stared at me for a moment. Then he reached forward and caressed my head gently.“There are a million things I wanted to say, a dozen things I wanted to do to you,” he whispered.Tears rolled down my cheeks. “I miss you!”He smiled at me ruefully. “I miss you, too. And right now, there’s nothing more I want to do than kiss you senseless and drown myself in you.”“Me too.”He pushed a lock of stray hair away from my face.“I’m sorry,” he said.
We attended the concert with our friends, keeping at least two feet distance between us. My arms ached to hug him, my lips couldn’t wait to kiss him.“I thought your boyfriend is joining us, Blaire,” Damien reminded us of when we all grabbed dinner at the food stands.“He’s ah…” I trailed off, not really knowing what to say. If only I know what my imaginary boyfriend was up to!“He’s stuck in a blizzard. Plane got cancelled,” Zach supplied for me.“What? Blizzard? Where the hell did he come from?” Kenzo asked with a wide-eyed expression. Something told me he didn’t believe there was a boyfriend all along. After all, he knew Zach well.Zach raised an annoyed brow at him before replying curtly, “Alaska!”“Oh, that’s too bad,” Kenzo said with a slight smirk.Yep! He knows.“Oh, that means you’r
Blaire.I stared at my friends blankly. Then I turned to Damien. “Hey, Dame. Nice to see you again,” I said, stepping forward and giving him a hug.“Where’s your boyfriend?” he asked. “I was wondering if we can finally get an introduction? You didn’t come here with just your big brother,you? That would be boring!”“Ummm… yeah. He’s chaperoning me,” I said quickly. “I was going to meet my boyfriend here. Zach agreed to hang around with me until he comes.”“Zach’s your brother? And you have a boyfriend?” Marie asked.“And you didn’t tell us?” Jessie asked accusingly.I smiled at them sheepishly. “I guess. It’s just recent. I didn’t get a chance to tell them yet.”“Recent?” Damien echoed. “You’ve been rejecting my boy Ricky during our family reunion becau
No! He can’t know! We’ve been careful.I cleared my throat and straightened my back. “Are… you okay?”“Of course, of course,” he replied. “But if you need something, come to me, okay? I have your back, cuz. The court said you’re not related to us anymore, don’t forget that. You are not our blood. Legally, you are not my uncle’s son anymore. But… you’re still my cousin, okay?”He patted me on the shoulder.Okay! He’s being a little weird.“Okay,” I said. “I’ll remember that.”“Good,” he said.“Ben, it was nice seeing you again,” Blaire said behind him.“Oh, hello, cuz,” Ben said. He reached forward and gave her a hug. As if automatically, I started timing how long he’d be hugging her. After five seconds, I’d be hauling him off her.Luckily, he pu
Zach.I pulled her toward my car and opened the passenger door for her.“We can’t leave!”“Oh yeah we can,” I said.“Those guys are going to notice that we’re gone.”“Like I care,” I said. I motioned for her to get in.Reluctantly, she got in.I drove away from the bar.“Where are we going?”“To heaven, baby girl. I’m going to give you what you’ve been asking for since the moment you walked into the bar.”Her eyes widened in disbelief. My hands went to her thigh, giving it a light squeeze, making her bare skin even hotter.“Oh my god, I don’t think I can do this,” she breathed.“Do what, baby girl?”Suddenly, she seemed really nervous. I stared back at her. She shook her head. “I can’t do this. I can’t just walk out of the bar with a complete
Zach.Me: I’m sure. You’re the teasing type. I’ll bet it makes you hot thinking about how I’ll rip those panties off you. So, tell me… how tiny are they?Her: So tiny they barely conceal me.I almost choked on my beer.It was getting hot. We had been through this before. When we sext each other, we usually end up having sex in the shed. But the problem was that we were a thousand miles away from home and we were surrounded by nosy cousins, aunts, uncles, and our parents. But I was not sure I could wait until tomorrow night to make love to her.“You didn’t come here just to text all night, did you?” Damien asked behind me.I immediately turned my phone over, hiding the screen from him.“Remember, I didn’t want to come at all,” I said, drinking my beer.“Plenty of hot girls here. You don’t fancy anyone?”Yes.
Zach.“Look, if you guys want to have some fun, go knock yourselves out,” I said to the boys.“We’re going to hook up with chicks, man. Don’t be such a party pooper!” Damien said to me.“Don’t tempt him, bro. He’s got a girl,” Ben told him.“So?” Damien asked, arching a brow.“So, I’m loyal,” I said.“You’re whipped!” Ben said, chuckling.“I am. And I’m proud of it. You should try it. Feels incredible.”Damien wrinkled his nose and shivered as if he found the idea extremely abominable.“Come on, bro! We just got you back after almost a decade! You used to be the leader of all mischiefs in the pack. And now, you’re staying at home when we want to go clubbing with girls. Oh, did I mention hot girls?” Damien said.“I’m not stopping you. But sorry, guys. M