He chuckles. “Nothing you need to worry your pretty little head about.”
His hand pushes higher, the tip of his finger rubbing the skin between my legs from over my panties. I gasp, my hips pushing up against his touch.
He notices and laughs “Dirty little girl.”
I don’t understand. He’s my brother. This is wrong, but I don’t want it to stop. My fingers grip his legs tighter.
“Aiden, I haven’t been with anyone” I breathlessly admit. A shuddering sound rattle out of his lungs, his cock pressing against my stomach even more.
“Good, I’m glad those assholes listened. I told them all I’d kill them if I got home and found out they touched you” The tip of his finger found my core and my hips rolled in reaction. Closing my eyes, I tried to convince myself it didn’t feel good. But, holy shet, it did.
Using the hand he’d been holding over my back, he reached down and pulled my skirt up higher, the cold air in the room brushing over the heat between my legs.
I go limp, completely lost in the moment. It must be the alcohol. I shouldn’t feel this way.
Sliding his finger down, he pushes just the tip inside me and I cry out, my body trembling at the
touch.
“Do you like it?”
“I-” I’m stunned by the question, how can he ask that, but I also know that I enjoyed every second of it. This is crazy. He is my stepbrother, and I hate him from teh childhood. But in my mind, all I can see is his perfct body and hansome face. I barely remember his appearance before he went to the military,
“Yes.” I finally admit.
Aiden is silent for a while he speaks “Stand up”
He pulls his hand away from me, and I stands wobbly as I brace myself up in front of him. I notice the way the light from his bedside lamp bounces off his facial features. He’s so fucking handsome.
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Aiden leans back, using his hand to support himself, then he smiled at me “I’ve always wanted you, even since we were kids. How does that make you feel?”
“It’s weird” I say hoestly. “We’re related, that means there’s certain lines we’re not allowed to cross” My eyes search his body, looking for a long time at his pants that being tented. I shiver, swaying on the spot.
“You can walk out of this room right now .or you can stay. It’s your choice. But if you stay, whatever happens has to be our little secret” Aiden’s voice is so low that it shake my whole body and touch a place deep inside me that I have never realized.
What the hell am I doing? I should run out of here, run to my room where it’s safe and where things are not weird. But remembering his fingers in me, remembering how he made me feel…it was too intoxicating. I stared at him, soaking up his perfectly toned physique and imagining him on top of me. I already made my decision. “I will stay.”
He grins seductively, mischief and the promise of something wicked in the silver–blue of his
eyes.
“Come here” He says.
I slowly step forward, my legs too shaky to take a solid step. He puts his finger over his lips and told me to keep quiet. I nod back and promise not to say a word.
His eyes fixes on me, he slides a hand up my thigh, reaching high enough again to run his fingers over my sodden underpants. His body flexes as he sensed how wet I have become. My body is shaking, no one have touched me before – but I had touched myself. I know how good
that feels.
“You’re not going to tell anyone about this right?”
I shake my head, promising him it’s our secret.
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