Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Fuck: You Owe Me: 25

He held her leg higher and pressed his face between her thighs. She gasped quickly and her breath caught in her throat. He was licking her so deep and pushing up against her so hard, she had to stand on the tiptoes of her remaining foot.

Her eyes fluttered open briefly. She saw the outline of the window next to them, the full moon hanging in the sky behind a dead tree, its branches black and bare. The snow of the front yard glowed. Through the ecstasy of his tongue, she heard music floating in on some unseen breeze beyond the glass.

She suddenly felt his other arm scoop up her other leg, and she was completely on his shoulders. Her hand in his hair grabbed his head and pushed him deeper between her legs, both for desire and balance. They looked like one body, shrouded in the shadows of the corner.

The moonlight barely grazed her face as she turned upwards toward the ceiling, small, ragged gasps escaping her lips. Chris looked up her body, at her perky breasts beneath her sweater. He could see her diaphragm spasm with each breath. His tongue moved down from her clit and dove into the moist folds of her cunt.

Laura nearly yelped but caught herself. Instead her eyes squinted shut tighter and she bit down on her lip. She could feel it building inside her, a tornado spinning her insides upside down.

Her thighs wrapped tight around his head and Chris felt her body go rigid. Her shoulders pressed against the wall, her hips pressed down onto his mouth, and he tasted her juices as they flowed. He lapped them up, his tongue driving deeper and fluttering inside her quivering walls.

A quiet but high-pitched squeal eeked out of her and crescendo'ed into a deep purr that he felt through her entire body. Her legs quivered against his shoulders.

Chris heard the basement door open. Suddenly Laura gasped and tensed again, and he leapt up from his knees and covered her mouth with his hand. She bit into his palm unexpectedly and winced. Her eyes were still screwed shut and she was trembling. She was being hit by another orgasm.

As she shook against him, Chris listened as footsteps came into the kitchen and stopped. "Fuckin' A." It was Simon. Chris heard him walk over to the microwave and open it. That was when he smelled it.

They'd burned another bag of popcorn.

Simon's footsteps went back down the hallway toward the back door. He heard it open and the footsteps move outside.

Chris breathed a momentary sigh of relief and looked at Laura. She'd stopped biting him and now just breathed heavily over his hand, her eyes still closed. He gently brought his other hand between her legs and her eyes opened, looking right into his.

He smiled and took the hand at her mouth away. "Sorry."

She shook her head, still in a daze. "Don't be." She was so drained she was barely above a whisper. He quietly helped her step back into her jeans and underwear and pulled them up. She made a face. "Squishy," she said.

He kissed her forehead. "That was for earlier today."

Laura just leaned against his chest, arms around his waist. "My god, that was insane." She looked up at him. "We could've been caught."

"We almost were."

She smiled and her eyes lit up. "When I heard the basement door open, the thought of someone finding us like that..." She trailed off and he felt her shiver slightly against him. "Fuck, that was awesome."

Her hand slid between them and into his pants, grasping his hard shaft. It was hot to the touch. "And so is this," she added.

they heard the footsteps come in again from the back door. Chris took her hand and led her to the window, then quickly walked over

rounded the doorway as Laura nodded.

at Laura. "How do you burn two bags of

little, but it was barely noticeable in the moonlight. "Sorry, I got...

more pot

Laura said. She looked at Chris. "I'm finding this to be quite an enjoyable

know how much the smiles between the stepsiblings communicated. He just motioned

let me show you how to pop a

she followed Simon

nodded. "And I'm okay with

beyond the living room windows. He blinked a few times and checked his watch. Christ, it wasn't

against his chest. He couldn't see her as much as he could smell her. Her

wonder he felt fried. His eyes burned, the center of his forehead throbbed. He swallowed and his throat

gently as he could, Chris slipped out from beneath Laura, crawling over the back of the couch and landing not-so-gently on the floor. When he peeked over the cushions, he saw her still sleeping. He kissed her lightly on the

house enough times to be able to navigate it with his eyes closed. So it was no problem for him to make his way to the kitchen for a glass of water. He also found the aspirin in the cupboard above the stove. Three

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over the cushions. When his hand brushed hers, she seized it, and he saw her looking up at him from the dark.

one more?" he

snuggled deeper into the cushions and

around him from behind. With her hands

followed by a

and fall of her chest was hypnotic. Her tiny little breaths against the back of his neck sent goosebumps

"Cold?" she asked softly.

He said, "Happy."

tightened over his hands, and she lazily kissed his neck. He smiled and nuzzled back against her. Her arms tightened around him, sliding underneath his and around

"Hey now."

but this time it was slower, more deliberate. He

heavy, and every breath took him that much closer to sleep. "So

her hands slid over his jeans and pressed

couldn't help the smile. "Babe, I feel really gross

guys always want

opened. Sex? He rolled over to face her. One of her eyebrows was raised,

smiling expectantly.

She shrugged playfully.