Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Fuck: You Owe Me: 16

Holding her stepbrother's throbbing cock in her hand, her thumb running over the powerful vein on its underside, Laura knew they were going to have sex.

It wasn't a preference or desire - well, it was that, too; it was more an instinct, a primal knowledge of what was going to happen because ithad to happen. The energy between the two of them, the intoxication that soaked the air - it all hummed through her body. She was resonating with sexuality and need.

"And I love you, Laura."

The butterflies still danced in her stomach. He looked up at her with a smile as he stroked her cheek, brushed a strand of hair from her eyes. She rested her forehead against his as she took a deep breath of him.

He kissed her.

"You need a shower," she kissed back.

"So shower me." He nibbled lightly at her ear and she closed her eyes, her fingers playing in his hair. She felt his kisses ebbing down her skin, his lips against her collar bone, his tongue probing the hollow of her neck.

They were as they'd been before, naked from the waist down. Laura was still wearing her pink cut-off from earlier that morning. Chris was in the white t-shirt he'd put on after the locker room.

"Two showers in almost as many hours. You just can't keep clean."

"No thanks to you." The smile in his voice brought her eyes open and she pressed herself down on him, kissing him hard. Having let go of his cock, she now felt its heat against her thigh. It burned; she wanted it to melt inside her.

She broke away, pulling him up from the sheets with her. "Come on, stepbrother, before I fuck you right here."

His ears perked up. "I can wait on that shower then."

She laughed. "No, you can't."

His shoulder blades dug into the door as he used it to brace her. Her arms were cradled tightly between their chests, her hands holding his face. Their mouths hung inches apart. Their breaths came in quick, hungry pants. Shirts still on. Her legs wrapped around his waist. Her moist lips pressing against his cock, sliding up then down its underside. Controlled. Slow. Excruciatingly awesome.

With each downward motion of her body along his, their breaths became ragged and uncontrolled. He could feel her heat at the tip of his cock, her pussy planting its own tiny kisses along his shaft. Each time she moved her hips, her lips just barely engulfed his crown before sliding back down the underside. He grimaced with restraint, eyes closed. Hers were vacant, fluttering, as if in a fugue, lost in some inner recess of her desires.

Their mouths touched and their lips made a half-hearted attempt at a kiss; their energies were preoccupied elsewhere.

But when his eyes opened and he saw her drunken gaze, he pulled her close, kissing her fiercely. His tongue ran across her upper lip. Suddenly her eyes snapped shut and she met his tongue with hers. Both of them moaning, both of them gasping for breath. "I want you inside me," she panted.

"I know."

"No you don't. Oh god, Chris, no you don't." She was almost whimpering.

The water cascaded over her hair, running down over her face as his tongue dueled with hers. Her top was soaked a deeper pink; in his mind, it made her all the more like candy. And he knew her taste.

his, curling higher as they kissed, spreading wider. His cock was sandwiched between their abdomens,

she could peel the pink top from her body. He saw that her nipples were hard, and when she pressed back against him to attack his mouth - their naked bodies separated now only by whatever

close?" she

He just nodded.

Between kisses: "Too close?"

He shook his head.

shifted herself forward slightly, and he felt the tip of his cock

he felt her warmth surround him. Their groans echoed

be sure. She felt the pressure of it up in her lungs as she struggled

was the first time anything other than fingers had been

a little further. A sudden shudder rippled through his body. "Shit, too

his. She

He just nodded. "Okay."

again before leaving the shower. Though no one was home she still grabbed her towel off the rack and wrapped it around herself before hurrying through the

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private drawer, the one her father didn't want

"Hello?"

Laura froze.

"Laura? Chris?"

open bathroom door as she heard the footsteps coming up the stairs. Her mind raced. Shit, shit, shit. She quickly grabbed what she needed from the drawer and started for the

"There you are."

she could, she closed

Her long red hair hung over her

unlocked?"

broke a window and climbed in." Rebecca shrugged. "What? I've

tapped nervously on the doorknob. "No, it's fine, I'm just... in a hurry. I was

"Okay, I'll wait downstairs."

home," Laura

turned to leave, they suddenly heard singing from

just to heeeeare you

stopped and turned back. Laura winced, her nose curling up. She

He was such a

at

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"Who's that?"

"Aerosmith."