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It takes Sash a long time to gather herself. Her throat is sore from moaning, and her body refuses to stop exploding in mini after-waves of blissful ecstasy. Every time Dante touches her she feels like she’s going to come again. Every time she goes to shift herself even slightly, the world around her feels like it’s collapsing in.
Eventually, after what seems like an eternity has passed, Dante pulls himself back upright, grabs his cock by the base, and slowly draws it out of her. He’s still erect, and incredibly sensitive, which pleases him greatly. Sash moans as she feels him depart her, the sensation such that she thinks he’s taking something of her with him. A moment later Sash’s ass-hole puckers up tight, like the closing mouth of a lazy yawner. Dante waits for it, while Sash tries to gather herself together enough to speak. There are words going around her head, but none of them seem like the right thing to say.
Just as he wonders whether it’s going to come at all, the very first drop oozes out of her ass-hole and clings to the puckered skin of her anus. A minute later, half of his cum has dribbled out and melted into the sheets.
Dante stands up. He goes to the bedhead and begins to undo Sash’s bindings. He detaches her legs from the bedhead, unbuckles the belt and pulls it off her. Where it lay tight against her skin now sits a strip of indented red flesh. Sash lets her legs fall to the bed with a bounce, stretches them out and twists her body towards her brother. She’s smiling and Dante notices it.
“Is my punishment over?” Sash says provocatively.
Dante gives her a stormy look, while he undoes the tie that binds her hands. Struggling, he finds a penknife in the bedside cabinet to the side and begins to cut through the corded silk.
“I’ll tell you when your punishment is over”, Dante says firmly.
There are welts around Sash’s wrist, that look like the ones her father carries. With her hands free, the first thing Sash does after rubbing life into them, is put them around her stepbrother’s body and pull him back towards the bed.
“That was incredible”, Sash says, her body still tingling. She smooths her hand across his chest, down his perfect belly and towards his cock, delighted to see he still hasn’t softened.
Dante folds himself into the bed so he’s lying alongside her.
“So what happens now?” Sash asks, curling herself into him, her eyelids already feeling heavy.
“Now we rest”, Dante says. “Tomorrow we begin again, but this time we do it together.”
And like that, Sash nestled up against the thickness of his chest, and Dante with one arm around her shoulder to pull her into him, and the other on her belly, protecting what sits within, the buzz of an incredible series of orgasms bristling inside them still, and the wonders of an incredible future ahead, the world melting away into a blur of darkness and comfortable silence and all of their worries fading away into the ether, sleep, like an old friend leading them home, majestically takes them under.
Nothing can take him away from me now, Sash think. Nothing on this earth can ruin my happiness.
Chapter 12
On a gray and drizzly morning, the sky heavy with storm-clouds ready to burst, a family gather to watch as Jason Walker’s coffin is lowered carefully into the earth.
At the same time, ten thousand feet up, on a flight from Los Angeles to New York, Caulder sits reclined in a business class seat, drinking a gin and tonic. Next to him, tucked up in bed and already sound asleep, surrounded by books and toys, is Dante’s son, Oliver. Caulder returns the air-hostess’s smile as she walks past, her own bump a little more prominent now.
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