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They may not even like the same things. If they were lucky to have parents who didn't force them to wear the same things, most of them would have a sense of identity, making them easily identifiable by people outside their family. That was supposed to be the case. Even in a marriage, it was easy to tell the true partner from the other. I had heard there was a woman who could easily tell which twin was her husband; just by looking at her husband, her heart would pound. But looking at his twin, she would feel nothing.
That was supposed to be the case. But why couldn't I tell them apart? Why was my heart tricking me? As I kissed Ethan, all I could remember was my kiss with Ian in his office. Even the way he held me. It was like how Ian would have held me if I didn't stop him the last time.
I called Ethan's name repeatedly to make the thoughts of his brother disappear completely. And they didn't…I needed a proper brainwashing. Don't get me wrong: the kiss, the holding, the loving was enough to get me turned on. Even as he offered to pay for extra time, I wanted him to do so. I held on to my last cell of restraint to not get him to pay for it. But as I got home, my body started to demand for him again.
The silliest of ideas came to mind. If I got him to make out with me again, then maybe I'd finally stop thinking about Ian. Sure he was a nice guy. He was talented and told me the words I thought no one would ever tell me. He was misunderstood by me and even supported dreams that I had long given up.
My heart came to Richmond for Ethan: I didn't come here for Ian. I couldn't risk my budding relationship with Ethan for anything. I had asked him to come back, so I changed into my night gown. A little green transparent item. With no bra, just my panties. All we were going to do was kiss. I want to at least give him something to touch or play with while our mouths exchanged pleasantries.
There was a knock on my door. I opened it, and he was there.
"You asked me to come back. If it's killing a roach I…" He stopped talking as he looked at me, "What are you…"
I pulled him inside and closed the door behind him. I pushed him against the door and started to kiss him aggressively.
"Nat…wait…"
"Ethan, I'm sorry but just do this…" I pleaded as I placed his arm between my legs and against my panties, "Please…"
He heard my plea and kissed me back. He held my hips and lifted my gown. He started to grope my ass. I guess he was that type. He spread the cheeks open, and I started to feel a little naughty.
My tongue was taken captive in his mouth as he started to suck gently on it.
I closed my eyes and gave into the pleasure. My hands started to explore his body; soon enough, they had taken off his shirt. I kissed his body. With his broad chest and well defined abs, I realized that he took his workouts seriously. My hands went lower and I touched his bulge. The hardness present got me shaking a little.
"Where's your room?" he asked.
I held his hand and led him to it. He helped me out of my gown and embraced me again. Holding me tightly, he uttered, "You feel so right."
His whisper of praise delighted me. He kissed my neck and went lower capturing my breast in his mouth. My nipples stiffened in response as he started to suck gently. I bit my lower lip to suppress my moans. He started to suck harder and harder. As he switched to my other nipple, his hands kept my freshly sucked tits company, pinching me and squeezing as well.
I thought I was going to stop at just kisses?
He kissed my neck and returned to my mouth. We kissed deeply, and I was losing my breath.
His hand started to greet my panties, gently rubbing against my privates through the fabric.
His finger started to stroke my clit, and with the aid of the fabric brushing against me, I was feeling extra hot.
"Ethan…wait…" I said as I held the hand in question.
The plan was to push his hand away and just focus on kissing. But I didn't. He paused to see what I intended to do but didn't completely pull his hand away. When he noticed that my attempt to push him away was just a bluff, he continued to touch me, gently rubbing my privates. He even moved my panties aside and touched me directly. I closed my eyes and let him do what he wanted. His fingers were bigger than mine, and he gently rubbed me in a circular motion. I was even moving my hips in a motion to match his movements.
"Haha…" I started to pant heavily. He kissed my forehead to help me feel at ease.
I could tell that I was soaking his fingers properly as he started to move faster, filling the air with the sounds of my wet pussy.
"You hear it, don't you?" he asked.
"I do…." I replied weakly.
"Can you handle three?" he asked and without even waiting for my response, he added the third finger, pressing and rubbing against me gently.
I wrapped my hands around his neck and steadied myself as he started to rub even faster than before.
"Fuck!" I groaned as I started to dig my fingers into his shoulders. "Hold on, hold on…"
I actually meant it this time and he listened, letting me go.
