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."

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my sister taking her clothes off, let alone that. Even her use

was the problem. Like, I'm fine with making out or whatever, but he was DTF after the first date and I

"I'm sorry," I said.

not," Betsy said, "He was

and I had sex all the time,"

eyes went wide, and she shoved me, hard. "Not that!" she

a real conversation. Like, I didn't even know her middle name or if

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 sex. Like, lying around and cuddling is nice,

you're pretty warm under there," I

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

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

*

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

and I couldn't figure out what it was. Then, finally, it dawned on me. Some part of me, an inexplicable aspect 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 decades and we weren't going to change habits so

evening shower and crawled into bed. The house was quiet. Whatever little hope I had was finally shot down. My

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

Betsy called through the

had on thick, wool socks, as well. Seriously, we were in Florida in mid-June. Most people compared the weather here to living on the sun. How was she ever comfortable like

to knock," I told

catch you indecent," Betsy

indecent," I

frowned at me. "Anyway, I was hoping I could get a little warmed up again,

hot,

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

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