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“What’s on your mind, little sis?” he asks, sitting. The term stings as soon as they leave his lips because isn’t this exactly why I am here. To get answers. I find I can't sit, so instead, I pace. “May, talk to me. What is going on?” his concern halts me, and I turn to him. Sagging my shoulders, I sigh and take a deep breath.
“I can’t do this anymore.” I gesture, moving my hand back and forth between us. His shoulders straighten, and his voice deepens.
“What’s this?” he asks, standing.
“Hide what I am feeling, Drew. It’s been this constant weight inside of me since I was sixteen. The constant fear of someone knowing. The burrowing inside of myself when you are around. The fight to not let it show. The hurt when I can’t tell if you feel the same. The...shame in knowing I shouldn’t but having no choice because...because…” great. Finally getting it all out, and now I choke. He moves closer to me, close enough for me to lay my head on him if I want him to and god do I want to.
“Because, what...May?” he voice demands as he lifts my chin. My head rises. Our eyes make contact right as years of held-back emotion finally releases. Hiccupping and overwrought with everything...I finally let go.
“I’m in love with you, Drew. I am irrevocably, unapologetically in love with you. I have been since I was sixteen, and no matter how much I try to get it to stop, it won’t.” word vomit. I just let it all fall out of my mouth. I feel purged, but conflicted. Happy to have let it go, but terrified of being rejected. Standing here, the seconds are feeling more like hours; I watch as a myriad of emotions cross his face. I am not sure what to expect, but it certainly isn’t for his lips to touch mine and claim them as if he has been waiting for this moment. He doesn’t speak words, but his hands tell the story. They trace my face as if he has been drawing every nuance of it in his mind. His eyes stare into mine, imploring me to follow him into whatever abyss he is going to take me, and God help me, I am going to go.
Together our mouths pledge allegiance to one another, tongues dueling and caressing one another. I know I should take a breath, but I am scared that if I break this moment, he will come to his senses, and it will all come crashing down. So, if I have to suffocate to keep this moment, I will. He pulls back from me, and I whimper, chasing his mouth once more, ready to beg him not to stop. “Shh. It’s ok, baby,” he whispers as he lifts me in his arms and carries me upstairs. Laying me on his bed, he stares me up and down, licking his lips as he burns me from the inside out with his gaze. “Jesus. I have dreamed about this day since before it was legal. You have no idea how long I have waited to bust through that cherry and let the world know my baby sister is my obsession and my possession.” Oh. My. Goodness. “You going to welcome me, aren’t you, little May. Are you going to spread your legs and give me what has always been mine?”
“Yes,” I tell him doing just that. Even with clothes on, I can feel the tension in this moment. My pussy is swollen and calling him beneath my leggings. My panties stuck to the lips, soaked with everything I need to take him and keep him.
“Such a good little sister. I bet you had no idea I was cockblocking every little limp dick fuck that ever looked at you. I have been pissing circles around you for years, little girl, making sure you stayed pure for me. Did you know I have been barking the dogs away?” if I wasn't so fogged up right now, I might have a comeback for this, but it all makes sense now why I never got asked to the prom or homecoming or any other dance, not that I cared.
“Drew.” his words are driving me crazy. Every time he calls me his sister, I feel dirty and icky in the most delicious way. It’s wrong, according to everyone else, but this feels right. He peels my pants off me, pulling my underwear down at the same time.
“Christ, this pussy has haunted me. It’s tortured me, spraying your scent all around like a skunk. Look at her. So pink and tiny. Is all this cream for me?” he asks before his finger swipes through the lips.
“Yes,” I shout at the obscenity and the feeling of him touching me. I watch, transfixed as his fingers come to his mouth, and he licks my desire from his fingers.
