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As bad as I wanted to be touched by Daniel, my first instinct was to stop him but the minute his lips spread mine and his tongue found its way into my mouth, I lost every sense I could possibly control.

His hands moved downwards to cup my ass and when he gave it a gentle squeeze, I let out a moan against his lips.

"I like the sound of that," he said when he withdrew, his face only inches from mine, and then returned to kissing me.

"We should stop." I groaned.

"We should," he agreed, his voice lower and deeper than it would normally be, "but we won't?" He asked and gave my ass another squeeze.

"We won't," I shook my head fast and kissed him as hard as I could.

He flipped us over so he was hovering above me giving me enough room to undo the buttons of his shirt and when I got it off of him, I tossed it to the floor.

I held his shoulders, sniffing the air around us, melting into the feeling of having his hard muscles on my skin. I'd imagined this multiple times but it was unreal to finally be here and nothing could best actually touch him this close.

"Fuck," he said when he undid the first few buttons of his shirt, "from the first day I saw your boobs in that bra, I wanted to feel them in my hands." He groaned and slipped one boob out of the cup, caressing it gently, placing a soft kiss on the skin around my boob before going to suck my nipple.

I sucked in a moan and shook my head, "fuck." I held his head against my boob, pulling on the strands of his hair gently.

He moved back and I whimpered in disagreement. He was going to get rid of my shirt. "I missed what real boobs feel like, I always fear I'll break an implant with Sarah," he groaned.

"Can we not talk about her right now." I frowned, I didn't want to think of how I was about to fuck my sister's boyfriend.

He nodded against my chest and continued to suck on my boob, fiddling with my other nipple. I felt his erection growing on me and it made my pussy drip so hard, craving for him to touch me in any way, just insert something in me.

He buried his face in my neck and was sucking on the skin so hard when he stopped out of nowhere, propping beside me.

"What the fuck was I thinking?" He said and hopped to his feet, "shit I shouldn't have... Fuck." He bent to retrieve his shirt and put it back on.

I sat up on bed, slipping my boob back into its cup. "Where are you going?" I asked, my eyes following as he headed out of the room.

"I just need to clear my head, I'll be back." He sighed.

I didn't stop him nor did I even think about how bad our actions had been. I only locked the door behind him and decided to finish off where he'd started. I'd think about the consequences of my actions later. I slipped my hand into my panties and began to move it up and down, hoping it was everything I wanted.

**

Daniel returned much later and seemed calmer than when he'd left. I'd busied myself with some Korean movies before he returned.

"Hey," I called casually. I wasn't going to let the pleasure of a few minutes ruin or make things awkward for him. "Where have you been?"

"I'm so sorry I left impromptu and I'm so sorry whatever happened between us was..."

"Hey there's no need to make things awkward for either of us, trust me." I paused the movie, "it was a mistake, nothing more, we can book another room if you will feel better."

"Yeah about that, I booked us a flight, we are leaving tomorrow morning, I just couldn't bear the guilt I'm so sorry."

I wasn't even mad at him. I understood his point of view. "That's fine, I'll get to packing later, just don't let things change between us, we're grown adults and bound to get horny, shit like this happens every time it's nothing to worry about, it won't happen again."

"So you forgive me?" He raised a doubting eyebrow. If only he knew how much of my fantasy he had fulfilled with his actions.

"We were equally involved, it's fine!"

I loved how he smiled in relief, "now let's just watch some movie and relax, since we can't exactly explore Paris anymore." I smiled at him nudging his shoulder

"Alright then," he nodded and placed his gaze on the television.

**

Our trip back to New York was normal and we spent the trip talking to each other. It was like none of it ever happened. I took a cab straight home when we departed from the airport. I was glad that we were able to achieve what we had gone there for but more importantly that if I was able to get a taste of my crush and his words kept playing in my head. He said he couldn't stop thinking about my boobs, every move I'd made actually had an impact on him and that was the best thing ever.

The door was locked when I got home and so I just inserted my key into the lock and closed it behind me, looking forward to my bed to get the rest I needed.

I furrowed my eyebrows when I heard groans coming from upstairs. It sounded to me like someone was in pain.

I hurried to the source and wished it would have been someone in pain instead. With her bedroom door opened ajar, I found my sister having sex with another man, humping her from behind. They were both naked while she had her ass in the air, his dick pounding in and out of her.