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Talk about being pissed and frustrated as hell. My frustration is probably lying upstairs in her bed flat out asleep, while I’m down here trying to stop myself from marching up the stairs and claiming her as mine for all time.
How the hell have I got screwed up over my ‘sister’? She was one when her parents had taken me in after my parents died. I had no other family and Bree’s mother had insisted I live with them. Apparently, she couldn’t abide to have me shipped off to child services, and working for the Sheriff’s Department helped her to keep me with her family.
It feels like I’ve been in love with her forever. It was seven years ago when she turned seventeen that I realized my feelings for her were more than brotherly. I’d hoped when she left for college to be able to get on with my life, which I have to some extent, but I’m still alone and still have no one special to share my life with. Because the only person I want is upstairs.
When Bree had climbed off the bus two years ago, I’d thought my heart had stopped, she was stunning. I’d kept to myself a lot that visit, catching glimpses here and there and at meal times. It had taken everything I had not to give myself away, and now she’s home again.
Sitting in the kitchen in the dark with a drink of whisky before heading home, I see Bree walk softly into the room and straight to the fridge. How do I deal with the object of my affection standing there looking hot as hell in her short robe? Not thinking, I walk and stand behind the door.
She closes the door and nearly drops the milk, “Christ, you scared me to death.” Walking over to the cupboard to get a glass for the milk, she can’t bring herself to look at me.
“Look at me Bree.” I say, moving in close to her back, not touching, but close enough for her to know I’m there.
“No.”
I put my hands on her shoulders and turn her around to face me. I smooth my hands up to her face in a light caress as she finally looks into my eyes.
She takes hold of my arms and as I look into her eyes they fill with tears and start to fall down her face, “Bree, please don’t cry.” With a groan, I lean in closer and place soft kisses on her cheeks to try and stem the flow of tears. “God Bree, you’re killing me…. Have you got any idea how difficult it is to stay away from you? All I want to do is take you to my bed and keep you there.”
She lifts her tear-filled eyes to look at me again, “You want me?” She whispers in disbelief.
“More than I’ve ever wanted anyone or anything. Bree, Tracy was here to keep you away from me. But I can’t fight you, I had no idea it would hurt so much, hurting you by bringing her here tonight.”
“I want you too Gabe, so much. I feel as though I always have.” Moving closer to me she puts her hands on my hips. My cock feels ready to burst and with her hands on my hips, she keeps opening and closing her fists, which is driving me crazy.
Reaching up Bree puts her lips to mine for our very first kiss. She licks slowly along my upper lip and then my lower one, she then dips her tongue into my mouth for a taste of me, and withdrawing her tongue she then plunges it f
orward again. Finally having enough of the teasing, I take a firm hold of her head and plunder her mouth with my tongue, making us both forget everything, but each other.
Untying her robe, I push it off her shoulders and let it drop to the floor. Taking hold of her butt, while still assaulting her mouth, I bring her up against my erection. She wraps her arms around my neck; I lift her up to me as she wraps her legs around my waist and starts to grind her pussy against my cock.
I’ve wanted her for years and to finally have her in my arms has me so worked up I’m not sure I can last. Pulling my mouth away from her, I want to make this last and I also DO NOT want to make love to her in her parent’s kitchen. But I can’t leave her like this, hell I’m not even sure I can walk anywhere with my cock stiff as hell.
“I need to taste you.”
“Yes.”
Setting her down on the edge of the kitchen table I push her back, so she’s lying flat, dropping to my knees, I lift her nightshirt and open her legs, putting them over my shoulders.
Smoothing my hands around the top of her thighs, I move slowly licking along her inner thigh. As I get closer to her pussy, I just breathe in her scent. God, I could come from the smell of her, my cock’s throbbing in my jeans.
Opening them has my cock springing free. I take hold of my erection and start to apply pressure while I move my hand up and down a few times.
Sticking my tongue out, I lick along her outer lips opening her up to my mouth. I then dip my tongue into her channel making her gasp in pleasure.
“Gabe that feels good.”
“This is mine. No one else’s, but mine.” I say as I put my tongue inside her again.
“It’s yours.” Bree whispers to me.
Using one hand to rub between her legs, I insert one finger into her, then another, all the while I fist my cock.
Using my mouth on her clit, sucking and licking, I continue to make love to her with my mouth and fingers.
I start to feel tingles at the base of my spine telling me I’m about to come. Hell. I need Bree to come first. I speed up the movement of my fingers and the hand fisting my cock. Bree starts to moan and tighten around my fingers as she starts coming, my balls pull up as I reach climax and shoot all over the floor.
Pulling my fingers out of Bree, I lick her between her pussy lips not yet able to pull away from her taste. Even my cock is rising again for action and we haven’t even caught our breath.
