Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Chapter 921

My Special Heat:>Ep2

My sister settled into me. Her breath tickled at my chest hair. My eyes lowered languid as reality began to drift. "What do you want to do?" Betsy asked.

"I was about to fall asleep," I said.

"No sleeping," Betsy said, shifting into full brat mode. "Not until after I leave. We need to do something."

"I could go get Parcheesi," I said.

Betsy turned her head and glared at me.

"I guess we could talk?" I said.

"About what?" Betsy asked.

"I don't know, life. Stuff like that. You still seeing that guy, David or whatever?"

"Ugh, no," Betsy said, "What about you? What happened with that blonde chick you were telling me about?"

"Melissa? That went so bad, I can't even tell you," I said.

"What happened?" I could tell I'd piqued my sister's interest.

"What happened with you and David?" I asked.

Betsy groaned and rolled her eyes. "He was a pig. All he ever wanted to do was fuck."

If

then you are reading a pirated version with

my sister taking her clothes off, let alone that. Even her use of the curse word was surprising. My sweet sister wasn't

problem. Like, I'm fine with making out or whatever, but he was DTF after the first date and I wasn't ready. I guess, after, a while,

"I'm sorry," I said.

was a jerk. What

sex all the time," I

shoved me, hard. "Not that!"

the problem. Sex was all we ever did. After a while, I realized that we'd never had a real conversation. Like, I didn't even know her middle name or if

not just physical. Where we can talk and have fun. And even when we do touch,

you're pretty warm under there," I said, trying not to

I'm going," Betsy said, "I'm not totally comfy, but I guess this will

When I rolled over to fall asleep though, I found

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job I'd ever had, and it kept me busy. I didn't put a lot of thought into the day before and what had happened. Mostly because, as far as I was concerned, nothing had. I mean, it was a little weird, what Betsy and I had done, but it wasn't that

joining me in bed again. Which was silly for a whole host

my evening shower and

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

Betsy called

had on thick, wool socks, as well. Seriously, we were in Florida in mid-June. Most people compared

have to knock," I told

want to catch you

indecent,"

me. "Anyway, I was hoping I could get

hot, don't

lukewarm," Betsy said, "At best. But it's better than icy freezing which

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