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.

back door. Chris took her hand and led her to the window, then quickly walked

the doorway as Laura

out for werewolves," Simon said. He shook his head at Laura. "How do you burn two bags of popcorn

was barely noticeable in

more pot

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

how much the smiles between the stepsiblings communicated. He just motioned Laura back into the

me show you how to pop a bag of

As she followed Simon she pointed at Chris. "This

nodded. "And I'm okay

the living room windows. He blinked a few times and checked his watch. Christ, it wasn't even four o'clock yet. He couldn't remember when he'd finally passed out. It felt

Laura, snuggled against his chest. He couldn't see her as much as he could smell her. Her hair tickled his neck; when he ran his fingers through it, she shifted in

Absolut. And then the psychotropics. No wonder he felt fried. His eyes burned, the center of his forehead throbbed. He swallowed and his throat felt scratchy. He was dehydrated

landing not-so-gently on the floor. When he peeked over the cushions,

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 aspirin are a great

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arm was hanging over the cushions. When his hand brushed hers, she seized it, and

room for one more?"

deeper into the cushions and

from behind. With her hands clasping

followed by a

of her chest was hypnotic. Her tiny little breaths

"Cold?" she asked softly.

He said, "Happy."

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

"Hey now."

kissed his neck, but this time it was slower, more deliberate. He felt the wetness of her

and every breath

her hands slid over his jeans and

smile. "Babe, I feel really gross right

guys always

rolled over to face her.

smiling expectantly.

She shrugged playfully.