and my
tongue, touching wherever I could touch with my hands and fingers.
Again, I couldn't fight the need to kiss her, but this time I wanted it to be on her most
intimate place. I thought maybe if I did, it would end all of my misery. Maybe I was craving
her so much because of how forbidden touching her in this way was. I thought that maybe
once I touched her, it would be over.
I took off her pink boy-shorts, and I could swear she raised her hips a little, helping me
to get them off of her body. I had no idea that she would be so aroused by it.
Her lips were swelling and glistening with the evidence of her need, and I couldn't
believe I did that to her. I wanted to do more. I trailed light kisses all over her forbidden
heaven and inhaled deeply, taking in her musky and all feminine scent.
A drop of her arousal touched my lips, and the taste made me freeze on the spot. Lily
was moaning and moving a little, forcing my lips to brush slightly deeper.
It was like I went into shock and couldn't take it anymore. I just hunted her heaven with
my tongue, licking it with everything in me, wanting to taste her more and more, to drink
whatever she offered me. I drank her sweet nectar like it was my last drink on earth, slightly
aware of Lily's growing moans.
"Adrian! Oh, my God!" I heard Lily gushing, and some part of me realized that I
couldn't keep going. But the rest of me couldn't allow me to stop.
I hungrily licked her heated core because it was the source of what I wanted to have,
and then flicked my tongue on her little nub of a clit. "Oh, God! What are yo— oh God!" I
heard Lily moaning again as she was trying to ask me what I was doing.
I'm going crazy on the sweet fucking delicious taste of yours, little sister.
"Adria— oh God, you can't d— Oh God!" Her hand gripped my hair, and I thought
she was going to push me away, but instead and to my surprise, she pulled me into her. I
groaned into her heated core, licking her more and more with everything in me.
Fuck! I can't believe this is happening!
"Adrian! Please, Ah, Don— oh, oh, ahh!" She gripped more of my hair. It was painful,
but I didn't care. Her hips jerked and her thighs shook slightly, announcing that she just
came.
I made her come? Holy!
The thought itself made me rub my cock faster into the mattress that I had been
grinding my erection into it all along, and with one last jerk of my hips I came in my boxers
while my mouth was still buried in her heat.
Fuck! Did that just happen? Oh my fuck!
It all happened in a few moments, less than a minute since the time Lily woke up and
we both came.
Lily sat up, breathless … and not in a good way.
She looked – scared .
Fucking shit!
She pulled the sheets to cover her body and gripped them tightly as I sat up on the bed.
She looked like a scared little rabbit. She was shaking! What did I do?
I stared at her with all the sadness and guilt in the world resting on my shoulders like a
heavy weight.
God! She's scared of me!
Of course she is! She just woke up to her brother molesting her.
Oh my freaking hel ! What do I do?!
Tears started to roll down her cheeks.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
"Lily!" I whispered, reaching a hand to touch her shoulder, trying to calm her a little.
But she flinched away like she was afraid to be touched by a flame.
What did I do?!
"Lily! I'm sorry," I said because I didn't know if there was anything else I could say, and
I reached to touch her again.
"Don't touch me," she said in the smallest voice, a whisper mixed with a sob. I swear I
heard my heart breaking in two.
' Don't touch me, Adrian!" Another cry that was nothing but a hushed whisper.
She gripped the sheets, wrapping them around her lower half, and left the room with
heavy yet fast steps through my bathroom door.
I buried my head in my hands and started to weep like the pathetic motherfucker I am.
The days passed like weeks, the weeks passed like years.
Lily stayed in her room for a
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