Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Chapter 921

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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."

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off my face. I had trouble imagining my sister taking her clothes off, let alone that. Even her use of the curse word was surprising. My sweet sister

the first date and I wasn't ready. I guess, after, a while, he lost patience with me. I caught him hooking up with some

"I'm sorry," I said.

"He was a jerk. What about

Mel and I had sex all the time," I

and she shoved me, hard. "Not that!" she cried out, "Why'd

of 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 she had a big family. It was weird." "I'm sorry," Betsy said, mirroring

not," I said, "I want a real relationship. One where it's not just physical. Where we can talk and have fun. And even when we do touch, it doesn't have to be about

you're pretty warm under there," I said,

said, "I'm not totally comfy, but I

slid out from under the covers, then ambled out of my bedroom. When I rolled over to fall asleep

*

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

for sure, was anticipating Betsy joining me in bed again. Which was silly for a whole host of reasons. Most importantly was that it wasn't going to happen again. I'd lived with my sister for almost two

dinner with my parents and Betsy. I watched Netflix on the couch. Finally, around 10pm, I took my evening shower and crawled into bed. The house was quiet. Whatever little hope I had was

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

called through

was in a similar outfit as the day before, another hoodie (this one yellow) with dark sweats. She had on thick, wool socks, as well. Seriously, we were in Florida in mid-June. Most people compared the weather here to living

have to knock," I told

to catch you indecent," Betsy

always indecent," I

was hoping I could get a little

you hot, don't

better than icy freezing which is

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