out the window.
Harrison still stood next to his car, focused on the house, the same sad look on his face.
Chapter 07 - The Touching
I don’t know how long I slept, but it couldn’t have been long. I woke up with a start, feeling something different in the room.
“Hey, hey, I’m here,” Harrison whispered. He was in my room. That was new, and totally unexpected. After what happened a little while earlier, though, not at all unwelcome like he’d been in the past when we’d had strict no-enter zones on each of our respective rooms.
“What’re you doing here?” I asked as I sat up, rubbing my eyes clear of the remnants of sleep. I was wearing just a tank top and panties, what I normally slept in, but with Harrison in the room I felt naked. I squinted at him and saw he wore some light sweat pants and a t shirt that didn’t leave any of his muscles to the imagination.
I wondered if he owned any clothing that wasn’t form-fitted on him, or was he just too big for clothes to look normal?
“You know why I’m here…”
“I really don’t,” I replied, louder at first than I’d wanted, but then dropping my voice down low. “I thought you said we had to wait.” I glanced at the doorway and saw that Harrison had closed it behind him. Sneaky! How did he manage to get in here without me knowing?
I must be a heavier sleeper than I though; or I must have been way more tired than I felt when I went to bed.
Harrison’s eyes shone in the darkness like a lion’s, or how I expected a lion’s eyes to shine. “I couldn’t resist you, and I didn’t want to leave things at just a kiss.”
And then he leaned over, rest his hands on my mattress, one on either side of me, and kissed me long and hard. I moaned, suddenly not caring about the sound and at the same time thankful that our parents bedroom was on the other end of the long hall. We could make a little noise without being caught, if we were careful.
Thoughts of what would happen if we were caught flew from my mind with the force of Harrison’s kiss, his soft yet strong tongue pushing it’s way into my willing mouth. I wanted him inside me in every way possible and this was just the beginning.
“You don’t know how long I’ve waited for this,” he moaned in between kisses.
“Then show me, show me what we’ve been missing,” I whispered back, hoarsely at first, unable to process all the feelings and emotions coursing through my body like a live wire all at once.
“Oh, I will, Laurel, I will,” he breathed on me, kissing down the side of my cheek and down my neck, causing little yelps to escape my mouth with every brush of his lips against my hot skin.
I yearned for him. I needed my stepbrother and tonight he was there for me. He’d saved me from another guy, and now he was claiming me for his own.
He shifted downward, supporting himself on his thick upper arms and freeing his forearm and hands to touch me, to run all over me, up and down, finding all the little places that caused me to shake and thrust my body toward him.
Words or not quite words came out of my mouth in rapid gibberish, punctuated by sighs and moans, as Harrison continued kissing my neck and gently pressing against it with his tongue. I felt my eyes roll up in the back of my head, it was so intense. The only thing I could do was reach my hands around his strong back and neck and hold on, trying to pull him in closer to me with all my strength.
Arcs of pleasurable energy raced throughout my body, all moving downward and toward my pussy, drenched with my juices as Harrison pushed himself on top of me, sometimes pressing hard and other times pulling back, causing me to thrust my waist out upward, trying to re-establish the contact between our bodies, even over our meager clothing.
We thrashed about in bed like that and I lost all track of time. Just when Harrison would get me close to the edge with his touching and his kissing, all expertly done, he would
Harrison still stood next to his car, focused on the house, the same sad look on his face.
Chapter 07 - The Touching
I don’t know how long I slept, but it couldn’t have been long. I woke up with a start, feeling something different in the room.
“Hey, hey, I’m here,” Harrison whispered. He was in my room. That was new, and totally unexpected. After what happened a little while earlier, though, not at all unwelcome like he’d been in the past when we’d had strict no-enter zones on each of our respective rooms.
“What’re you doing here?” I asked as I sat up, rubbing my eyes clear of the remnants of sleep. I was wearing just a tank top and panties, what I normally slept in, but with Harrison in the room I felt naked. I squinted at him and saw he wore some light sweat pants and a t shirt that didn’t leave any of his muscles to the imagination.
I wondered if he owned any clothing that wasn’t form-fitted on him, or was he just too big for clothes to look normal?
“You know why I’m here…”
“I really don’t,” I replied, louder at first than I’d wanted, but then dropping my voice down low. “I thought you said we had to wait.” I glanced at the doorway and saw that Harrison had closed it behind him. Sneaky! How did he manage to get in here without me knowing?
I must be a heavier sleeper than I though; or I must have been way more tired than I felt when I went to bed.
Harrison’s eyes shone in the darkness like a lion’s, or how I expected a lion’s eyes to shine. “I couldn’t resist you, and I didn’t want to leave things at just a kiss.”
And then he leaned over, rest his hands on my mattress, one on either side of me, and kissed me long and hard. I moaned, suddenly not caring about the sound and at the same time thankful that our parents bedroom was on the other end of the long hall. We could make a little noise without being caught, if we were careful.
Thoughts of what would happen if we were caught flew from my mind with the force of Harrison’s kiss, his soft yet strong tongue pushing it’s way into my willing mouth. I wanted him inside me in every way possible and this was just the beginning.
“You don’t know how long I’ve waited for this,” he moaned in between kisses.
“Then show me, show me what we’ve been missing,” I whispered back, hoarsely at first, unable to process all the feelings and emotions coursing through my body like a live wire all at once.
“Oh, I will, Laurel, I will,” he breathed on me, kissing down the side of my cheek and down my neck, causing little yelps to escape my mouth with every brush of his lips against my hot skin.
I yearned for him. I needed my stepbrother and tonight he was there for me. He’d saved me from another guy, and now he was claiming me for his own.
He shifted downward, supporting himself on his thick upper arms and freeing his forearm and hands to touch me, to run all over me, up and down, finding all the little places that caused me to shake and thrust my body toward him.
Words or not quite words came out of my mouth in rapid gibberish, punctuated by sighs and moans, as Harrison continued kissing my neck and gently pressing against it with his tongue. I felt my eyes roll up in the back of my head, it was so intense. The only thing I could do was reach my hands around his strong back and neck and hold on, trying to pull him in closer to me with all my strength.
Arcs of pleasurable energy raced throughout my body, all moving downward and toward my pussy, drenched with my juices as Harrison pushed himself on top of me, sometimes pressing hard and other times pulling back, causing me to thrust my waist out upward, trying to re-establish the contact between our bodies, even over our meager clothing.
We thrashed about in bed like that and I lost all track of time. Just when Harrison would get me close to the edge with his touching and his kissing, all expertly done, he would
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