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“Ido.Butyou can’t be shocked.”Sheheld up a finger. “Promiseyou won’t be?”
“I’llbe okay—just tell me,”Isaid.
“Well…” she nibbled her lush lower lip again. “It’smy own big brother.”
“Yourbig brother, hmm?”Itried to keep my voice even. “He’syour special guy?”
“He’sthe one.”Shenodded. “Butthe thing is, there’s no blood relation between us becauseI’madopted.Soit’s not really incest, you know?”
“Iguess,”Isaid doubtfully.Iwas still on the fence about that one.TheUnbreakableLawshad been drilled into my head at an early age—it was hard to forget them.
“Areyou shocked?”Delilahasked me.Shelooked worried. “MaybeIshouldn’t have told you.”
“No, baby—it’s all right,”Iassured her. “Youcan talk to me.I’mnot shocked that you have a crush on your big brother.”
“It’smore than a crush,” she assured me. “I…I’vebeen saving myself for him.”
Herwords made my cock even harder asIremembered slipping my fingers deep in her tight little pussy and hearing her promise that she was still a virgin.SoIwas the one she’d been waiting for—Iwas the reason she hadn’t let any other man into her heart…or her bed.
“Soyou’re in love with your big brother?”Iasked her.
Delilahblushed and looked shyly away.
“Maybe.I’mstill trying to figure that out.Ijust wish…just wish he would notice me.AndthatIcould give him the kind of danceI’mgiving you right now,” she murmured.Shelooked at me. “Doyou think that’s shocking—thatIwant to give my own big brother a lap dance?Whatdo you think he’d say if he knew?”
“Ithink he’d be flattered,”Imurmured.Reachingup,Iswept a long curl out of her eyes and tucked it behind her ear. “I’msure he would tell you that you’re beautiful and desirable and everything any man could ever want in a woman…if he only could.”
“You’revery understanding.”Delilahleaned down to give me a lingering kiss on the cheek. “CanIask you for a favor?”
“Youcan ask,”Isaid warily, wondering what she wanted.Wouldshe ask me to remove the mask, to reveal to each other the dark truth we were dancing around?
Butagain, she surprised me.
“Sincewe’re pretending that you’re my guy, would you mind ifIcalled you ‘big brother?’” she asked me. “And…would you call me, ‘little sister?’”
Ihad to admire the way she had worked around to admitting who we were without actually admitting it.Mylittle sister was a cunning little sex kitten.
“Sure,”Isaid after a moment’s hesitation. “Wecan do that…little sister.”
“Oh, thank you, big brother,” she purred and rubbed against me some more, making my cock ache.
“Sotell me,”Isaid, fighting the urge to press my aching cock up to meet her pussy. “Whatarethe rules for a lap dance?”
“Ohright—the lap dance rules.Well…normallymy personal rule is no touching and no tasting—Igrind on you but you have to keep your hands to yourself.”
“IthinkI’vebeen following your rules without even knowing them.”Iheld up my hands to illustrate.
“Yes, you have—you’ve been very respectful.”Shesmiled at me. “Butthe thing is, the rules would be different for my special guy—for my big brother, you know?Andsince we’re pretending that you’re him…Ithink the rules should be different for you, too.”
“Differenthow, baby?”Igrowled softly.
“Wellfirst of all, touchingabovethe waist is allowed.”Sheshifted closer, clearly offering me her ripe breasts.
Ihesitated.Iwanted to touch her so much, but she was still my little sister!
“Goon, don’t you want to?”Sheasked, arching an eyebrow. “Iknow you love my breasts, big brother—I’moffering you a chance to touch them any way you want.Justremember that your sweet little sister has very sensitive nipples,” she added.
Itwas like something inside me broke then.Maybeit was hearing her call me “big brother” and feeling all the forbidden implications that went with that name.ButsuddenlyIcouldn’t stop myself anymore.Ifound myself cupping her breasts in my hands, loving the way they overflowed my palms.Ikneaded them for a moment and then cradled them, thumbing her tight nipples in the wayIknew she loved.
