Rolling softly out of his arms and off the bed, I pulled on my robe and tip-toed to the bathroom. The harsh light of the bathroom was throwing images of me I didn’t want to see onto the mirror, so I turned the light off as I slipped into the bath, filling the tub with hot water. Lying back, letting the tension seep into the water, I resolved to talk to Nick in the morning, before anything else happened. But the thought that he’d want to stop what was happening between us was frightening, and I realised, that even if he wouldn’t be hurt, I would. Self-preservation reared its head. And the head won its fight over the heart. The reality of the long term seemed impossible. And I wasn’t prepared for the aftermath of our actions for something short term. It had to end. Now.
Lying back with my eyes closed, I tested my resolve. Trying to rewrite history, convince myself that it had all been about sex. Flashes of the night filled my mind and as I pictured his mouth on my clit I felt my nipples begin to harden, my pussy grow warm beneath the water. Keeping myself in check, I reminded myself that it was just because I’d been sex starved for so long that he was having this effect on me. Bringing my fingers up to my nipples I flicked and pulled them, tracking the moisture in my pussy making its way out onto my soft pink folds. Remembering the way he moaned as my mouth has wrapped around his cock, swallowing him whole, I arched my needing to feel something inside me. Just then I felt a hand reach under the water and slide between my pussy lips slowly circling my clit. Opening my eyes I saw Nick kneeling by the side of the tub his arm in the water watching his finger disappear between my legs.
“Sis, you insatiable little sex slut. You’re so wet already!” His finger working its magic on my swollen clit I forgot all about my resolution. Seeing me sit back and close my eyes he worked his middle finger into my tight hole, biting my lip I gasped as he rubbed his thumb and index finger on either side of my clit. His other hand reaching for my nipple, he sent shivers up and down my spine as he alternated pinching my nipple and my clit while pumping his finger into my cunt. Lifting my legs up over the side of the tub to give him better access he continued his assault on my pussy, driving his finger as deep as he could, while making me moan constantly as he played my clit to orgasm. I came in no time, my body thrashing under the water while he worked his hands over me.
Regaining consciousness and seeing him smile at me while I tried to get my breath back broke my heart and I blurted out. “We can’t do this anymore.”
His face fell into a confused look, “What are you talking about? I thought we decided last night already…”
“Decided what? That we were going to fuck? Maybe we’re lucky it didn’t get that far?”
Slamming his hand down onto the water, splashing us both, he looked straight into my eyes, his voice law, serious, “Don’t fuck with me, Amy. You can’t keep doing this. Playing with me then deciding that you don’t want me. I deserve better I’m your brother for fuck’s sake.”