Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Chapter 1739

Fuck: You Owe Me: 24

He went through the patio doors after her, hopping as he tugged his jeans back on. "Laura, wait."

But Laura didn't wait. He watched her dark hair sway hypnotically behind her, the cute wiggle of her hips in her wet underwear. It all seemed painfully ironic now.

She slammed the bathroom door shut behind her. As he got to the knob, he heard and felt it lock and a spark of static shot into his hand. He recoiled slightly, rubbing his hand, then knocked on the door.

"Laura," he said again. "Please open the door."

Empty silence emanated. All he heard was the quiet hum of the air conditioning and the occasional passing car on the street.

"Laura?"

Still nothing.

"C'mon, Laura, this is crazy. You lock yourself in the bathroom?"

Not a sound. After a moment, he heard the shower turn on.

"Laura!" He went to pound against the door but stopped himself. He stood there, glaring at the carpet. Light tendrils of steam began to curl up from under the door. And as he watched, his frustration gave way to the simple fact of it all.

He had fucked up.

He found her staring at a painting.

A farm house, the final seconds of a sunset, a few trees here and there, and a farmer on a backhoe, reigning the horses. The sky was a deep purple with soft clouds gathering over a darkening horizon.

The foyer lights were off, and in the soft light glowing from the kitchen, she looked like she could have been a part of that painting, standing on that farm house's front porch.

He walked up to her, putting his arms around her and breathing her in deeply. Cherries and Jasmine. She turned in his embrace and, silhouetted by the light on the painting, they kissed.

Danntettheter, "sile saniraîter a hearth Airrurdiri'tion", men it'crazy' truthinktlant Someone will find out. Eventually." She turned her head to the side. "Then it'll get weird."

Chris knew she was right. There was no way they could keep this secret forever. Or for long. In a matter of days they had gone from stepsiblings to lovers. Real or infatuation, it was intense, and it felt like there was no way to return from it.

Still, he wanted to avoid facing these facts. It's hard acknowledging that life has turned a corner. Chris preferred straight lines.

pushed everything but her from his mind and pulled her face up to his. "So we'll deal it with it then. When it happens.

and smiled.

is, then I

felt her hand drift lower on his back, pressing him into her. "And I

was amazing to have someone who could excite him with such little effort. It had been a long time since he'd felt like this. He would have loved to flatten

back," he said instead. "I'm not sure it

"Is that what you told them?

him so hard her socks lost traction on the hardwood floor, and

tilted her head back to look up at him and ran her

to her, and this time when they kissed, the passion rose from her like an intoxicating cloud. Swept up in it, Chris lowered himself to his knees, she holding his face to hers. Her arms curled up around his head, fingers curling in his hair. His hands, with a mind of their own, slid

their eyes popped open and their hands froze. Footsteps on the basement stairs. They sprung up from the floor. Chris quickly bolted for the hallway to the bathroom. As he quietly pulled the door closed, he heard Becky and Laura talking in the foyer. Locking the door, he looked around the bathroom. Laura had been right when

the kitchen which was next door to the bathroom. They started coughing;

shit out of that." Becky's voice

must have been standing closer to the wall because Chris could hear her better. "I know, but have you seen

"You are such

first picture

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in her

this. He couldn't remember Laura ever talking about her mother. All he knew was

leaned closer to the wall. Then

gave it to me on my first day of school. She was beautiful." Laura trailed off for a minute. Chris's ear

hear the pride in her voice, the glowing

air of the kitchen grow heavy and begin to seep through the

photographer thing really

"And I know it."

flushed the toilet and turned on the faucet. He counted

house. Laura was at the microwave with a fresh bag of popcorn

a man," Becky said. "Maybe now we

burned popcorn." He struck a superhero pose. "I am here." "Talk to Laura," Becky said with a

looked over at Chris suggestively. "I told you I got distracted." Becky's yawn prevented her

Chris hid his smile.

Becky said. "We got pot and movies that need to be watched." She thought for a minute. "Actually, the pot needs to be smoked, the movie needs to be watched, and - oh yeah - the popcorn needs to be not charred to

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