Reunited Pt. 02

He pushed his lower half against me, trapping my body entirely against the window. His hands slid up my sides, under my shirt, pulling it up and off. He reached around my back, unclasped my bra, and I threw it away. He stared at my chest for a moment. "Would you like me to bend you over and fuck you from behind?" he asked.

I nodded. "Very much so."

I moaned as he lips sucked my nipple into his warm mouth. He suckled at the tip and used his tongue to tease it. It felt so good. I held his head and pushed my body up, rubbing against him.

He released my nipple. He said, "Or maybe I'll just take you like this with your nipple in my mouth and my cock inside your pussy." He latched onto the other and pulled out another moan from me.

"Anything, please." My panties were utterly soaked now. The wet fabric would be ruined entirely, my third pair that day.

Jamie's hands slid down to my thighs and under my skirt. He bunched it up at my waist and hooked his fingers into my panties. My nipple slipped from his mouth, and he tugged at the material. My panties slid down. I lowered my legs to the ground, and Jamie continued to pull them down, his mouth moving across my skin. He knelt in front of me, and my panties hit the floor. I stepped out of them, and Jamie kissed the inside of my thigh before pulling one leg up and placing it over his shoulder.

His face was level with my pussy, it was desperate for attention, and I moaned as I felt his nose run along my lips.

"Jamie," I cried.

He hushed me. "I'm here, baby." His tongue slid out and run across my centre. The tip pushing in between the folds and meeting my clit. He hummed against my flesh, and his fingers dug into my thighs.

I moaned and let my head fall back and hit the glass. It felt so good as his tongue rubbed the nub before moving further down and slurping at the juice my pussy was producing. He moaned and pushed his tongue further in. I could feel it as it moved inside of me, getting just far enough in that my pussy trembled at the feel. I tightened my grip and shifted my hips forward, trying to get him in further. I needed more.

One of Jamie's hands released my thigh and moved up to my pussy. He pulled out his tongue and pushed in his fingers. I cried out as his fingers plunged in and rubbed up against my walls. I rocked my hips again. Jamie licked up my lips again and the lapped at my clit. He rubbed his tongue against it before sucking on my mound.

I couldn't stop the sounds he pulled from me. His mouth was pushing me closer and closer to the edge. His fingers went deeper with every thrust, stretching me only a little, but it was so good. I cried out as my walls clenched down on his fingers, my hips thrusting more frantically against his face. My fingers tightened in his light waves, and the pleasure washed over me in waves. Jamie sucked and licked as my cum pooled out of my pussy and into his mouth. He only stopped sucking when I pulled his head back.

He looked up at me, and his lips glistened with my cum. I pulled my leg from his shoulder and pulled him up so that I could kiss him. Tasting myself on his lips was remarkable. He moaned against my mouth and pushed his hard cock against me.

I smiled and pulled back to look down at his trapped cock. I grabbed at his jeans and pulled the button open and tugged down the zipper. I pushed down his pants, and his throbbing thick cock sprung free. It bobbed up and smacked against his chest. I reached for it and ran my fingers over the tip and looked Jamie in the eye. I needed his cock in me. His tongues and fingers were brilliant, but I needed his thick cock stretching me.

"Fuck me, please," I said.

He kissed me again and grabbed my thighs again. With them around his waist yet again, my back hard against the window, I lined him up with my hole. He moved his hips, and the head of his cock just rubbed against my folds.

I groaned. "Fuck me, please," I begged. My fingers digging into Jamie's shoulders.

"Mine," he grunted and thrust into me.

His long length burrowed all the way into me. Stretching me just how I wanted. Filling me until it was almost too much.

"Yes!" I cried. It was just what I wanted.

He didn't wait, no pausing. He pulled back out just as fast and thrust back in. The pace was brutal, but oh, so good. With every jab he burrowed further and further, hitting the right spot again and again. My back slid against the glass, and I wondered for a moment if anyone had noticed us. Our moans and screams echoed throughout the studio, and the glass that my body was pressed against wasn't hidden behind anything. All they had to do was look, and they would see Jamie's cock thrusting into me.

"You're so tight," he grunted.

I moaned. "Stretch me, big brother."

He pulled one of my legs higher up, and his cock went in even deeper.

"Fuck, yes!" I yelled.

"Little sister likes big brothers cock deep in her," he said.

"Yes!"

He smiled. "Do you want big brother to fill you with his cum?"

"Yes," I cried again. I kissed Jamie as hard and as deep as I could, wanting him to never stop. He was all I needed now, just him. I wanted him to fill me with his cum and his cock until I couldn't stand it any longer. "Don't stop!" My voice was starting to crack. I couldn't help but scream as he fucked me. "Big brother! I love your cock!"

Jamie moaned. "Such a dirty little sister."

"Yes, so dirty." I could feel my orgasm building. With every thrust it came closer, his throbbing member pushing me further and further to my edge. And I wanted him there with me. "Does my pussy feel good?"

Jamie grunted. "So! Fucking! Tight!"

"Your pussy." I cried. "Yours."

"Mine!" He jabbed up again, and it hit me.

My orgasm rushed over me and my walls clenched around him, gripping him so hard that it hurt as he pulled out and thrust back in again.

I tightened my legs even more. "Fill me with you cum, big brother."

Jamie moaned and thrust in again, this time his cum shooting up inside me. I could feel as every shot coated my walls, filling me to the brim. My body trembled as his thrusts slowed as his orgasm ran over him.

I held onto his shoulders, his hands still holding my legs around him. His face was laid against my throat, his lips placing little kisses on the kiss. I smiled and moved my hands around his neck and squeezed.

His cock softened, and I felt his cum start to run out of me. Jamie shifted, and his cock slid out of me. I whimpered. "No."

Jamie kept me in his arms and stepped back from the window. He kicked his pants off from around his ankles and walked us over to the couch. He sat down and held me against his chest. I snuggled in and said, "I wonder what the people outside think." I couldn't help but giggle.

Jamie's hand ran up my back, and he kissed my head. "It's one-way glass."

I looked up at him. "Is that so?"

He nodded. "You're mine. No one gets to see you like this but me." His hands moved down my back to my but and squeezed.

"Too bad, because that would have been hot," I said.

He shrugged. "Too bad."

I snickered and sat up. I stroked Jamie's cheek and smiled at him. Being with him was different than anyone else. It was amazing, and I felt happier than I could remember.

He returned my smile and said, "I love you."

I smiled. "I love you too."

"Stay here with me," he said.

I wanted to say yes. My first thought was that it would be perfect—every day with Jamie. But my whole life was back in San Francisco. "I want to," I said.

"Too fast?" he asked.

I shook my head and kissed him again. "No. I want this every day forever. But I have some things to sort out."

He nodded. "Right, sorry."

I smiled. "Don't be." I pushed his hair from his forehead and kissed his brow. "We also need to talk properly about us."

"What is it with women and talking?" I pinched him, and he chuckled. "I'm just kidding."

"Sure, sure."

We sat on the couch for longer than either of us intended. We kissed and slowly built ourselves back up. I straddled Jamie's waist and rode him until my legs shook, he then took over and used his arms to lift me up and down until he once more filled me with his cum. It had been hard to pull away, but my stomach decided that it required food, and it did so rather loudly.

After Jamie finished laughing at my expense, we went into the small bathroom to clean ourselves up, somehow managing to dress and decided that going out to lunch was a good idea. I had tried to dry out my panties as much as possible, they were ruined. I would have just chucked them out, but my skirt was too short, and the chance of a breeze blowing up my skirt and flashing a vast crowd was too high for me to risk. I gave up on trying to make myself look perfect, and just twisted my hair up into a messy bun. There was no point in trying to tame it when Jamie would no doubt just mess it up again.

I walked out into the entrance of the studio, and Jamie was standing in fresh clothes. A white t-shirt was tight across his chest and showed off his perfect body, and a light pair of blue jeans. He looked delicious, but I had to control myself.

He smiled at me and said, "I thought we could go to one of my favourite cafes, it's just down the street."

"Sounds good," I said.

He took my hand and brought my knuckles to his mouth. His kissed them and then said, "And I thought after that you might want to head to the beach. The weather is amazing today, and I would like nothing more than to see you in a bikini."

I smirked. "Would you now?"

He nodded.

"Any other outfits you fantasise about me in?" I wrapped my arms around his neck and tugged his head down so I could reach him.

His arms circled my back, and he made a motion with his face to appear as if he were thinking. "Do you still have your old cheerleading uniform?"

I giggled and nodded. "I believe it's still in my old bedroom." I pecked his lips softly. "Do you want to fuck a cheerleader?"

He nodded and licked his lips. "I have the perfect pyramid for you to be on top of." He kissed me hard, and I couldn't help but moan against him. How was I supposed to do anything when I couldn't get enough of him? His taste, his touch, his mouth was impossible to refuse.

My stomach growled again, interrupting our kiss. "Cock blocked by your stomach," Jamie said, "that's a first."

I chuckled and grabbed his hand before tugging him out the door. I needed food and then maybe we could find a place for a quickie.

The rest of the day was almost unbelievable. Jamie and I had been able to spend hours walking around the city, exploring, eating food, and we did make it to the beach. And I did model a few different bikinis for him and let him pick his favourite one. We swam, laid on the sand, and even got ice cream. And we spent a ridiculous amount of time with our tongues down each other's throat. Our PDA was at an all-time high, but I just couldn't stop. I had been a little embarrassed when the server at the café had very politely, with a bright red face, told us that a few of the other customers were uncomfortable with our behaviour. I hadn't been able to stop myself from bursting into a fit of giggles and apologising. It wasn't intentional, and there was no fear that someone we knew would see us. We didn't have to worry about the whole sibling detail that would, at some point, no doubt, must be dealt with.

It was almost six by the time we climbed off the bus just down from Jamie's apartment. I was tired from the long, fun day, and was ready for another meal. We reached his door, and Jamie surprised me by pulling me inside and picking me up. I squealed with laughter as he threw me over his shoulder and walked down the hall to the bedroom.

Dropping me onto his bed, he tugged off his own shirt and climbed over me. I ditched my bag onto the floor beside the bed and smiled up at him. He kissed my nose and said, "Today has been the best day of my life."

My grin only grew wider. I wrapped my arms around Jamie and reached up to kiss him. It was a different kind of kiss. It wasn't about the sex or passion, it wasn't rushed. It was about showing him how much I loved him. It was slow, drawn-out, and as his tongue dipped into my mouth and explored every inch, I made the decision to stay. I didn't want to be apart from him.

I gripped his back and pulled his body against mine. The craving to have him inside me made itself known, and I was in no way going to ignore it. Our kiss continued until I was begging for air. His mouth moved from mine and nipped and sucked at my throat, along my collar bone to my breasts. Instead of taking my nipple into his mouth, he pulled up my shirt and untied the bikini top that I had on in place of my bra. Once my skin was bare, he moved his nose along my skin, through the valley and onto the mound. He kissed the nipple before sticking his tongue out to flick and lick it. The teasing pulled out a moan from me.

My phone buzzed, and I groaned. I reached down and found my bag, tugging it open to find my phone. Jamie's lips didn't leave my skin. He released my breast, and his tongue danced along my stomach, nipping and kissing, leaving a trail of saliva and red marks that by tomorrow would be small bruises. I found my phone and shoved the bag back onto the floor. I froze at the name.

"It's mum," I said.

Jamie paused and looked up at me, kneeling between my knees, his hands hooked into my skirt and panties. If I hadn't spoken, I would have been naked with his face in my pussy by now.

"Do I answer it?" I asked.

Jamie's brain seemed to register my question after a moment. "Have you spoken to her since yesterday?"

I shook my head.

"Probably best to, unless you want her to find out when she rings your apartment."

I huffed. Why did Jamie have to make so much sense? I answered the call and brought my phone up to my ear. "Hey, mum." I kept my eyes on Jamie. He stayed in his spot but rested his head on my stomach.

"Oh, Amy. I was so worried," said Mum.

I frowned. "Why? What's wrong?"

She huffed. "Well, I just rang your apartment, and Mark answered."

I groaned. What had he told her?

"He told me that you no longer lived there and that you had just disappeared." Mum was panicking. I could just see her pacing the kitchen.

"Mum, I'm fine." I said, "I got back to the apartment yesterday and found Mark fucking another chick. So, I packed a bag and left."

Jamie's hands rubbed my thighs as I mentioned Mark. His fingers started drawing patterns along my skin. It felt nice.

"That fucker!" Mum yelled.

I was shocked. Mum didn't swear, like ever. "Mum!"

Jamie glanced up at me with a puzzled look.

"What? That is what he is. How dare he do that to you?" She huffed again. She asked, "Are you at a friends place? Do you want to stay with us while you find a new place?"

I smiled and reached down to Jamie. I ran my fingers over his face and into his hair. "I'm actually with Jamie."

Mum gasped. "It's about time you too made up."

I rolled my eyes. "Mum-"

"Honestly, you two have always been so close and to have an argument over such a stupid thing," she rambled.

"Mum-" I tried again.

"And it took that fucker cheating on you to finally go see him."

I sighed. "Are you done?"

"No, but I was just saying-"

I chuckled. "I know. Jamie has more than covered his 'I told you so', and we just got back from having the best day ever."

Jamie kissed my thigh and nuzzled the skin.

"I'm glad," said Mum. "How long are you going to stay in LA?" she asked.

"I was thinking about making it permanent," I said.

Jamie's head shot up, and he smiled widely at me. I smiled back and cupped his face, and mouthed, "I love you," to him. He kissed my palm and hooked his fingers into my skirt and panties again, tugging them down my legs. I frowned at his actions, wondering what exactly he was up to, Mum was still on the phone.

"Really? I thought you loved it here," said Mum.

I tried to focus on her. "I do, but LA is amazing. And plus, Jamie is here. I think after being with Mark, I just want a fresh start somewhere new." I had to bite by a moan at the end as I felt Jamie's tongue on my pussy. I glanced down and glared at him.

His face was between my legs, a cheeky look in his eyes as he used his fingers to push open my folds and lean down to take another lick. And fuck it felt good.

"Well, if it would make you happy, then do it. But just don't rush. Take some time to think about it," said Mum.

My eyes rolled into the back of my head as Jamie sucked on my clit. I hummed a response to Mum but couldn't form any words.

"What have you two got planned for tonight?" Mum asked.

My plan was to be thoroughly tongue fucked by my brother, before returning the favour, and then maybe having him fuck me from behind. I didn't say that instead, I said, "Just dinner and TV, in fact, I better go." A moan slipped out.

"You okay?" she asked.

"Yeah." Another moan. Jamie slid two fingers into me with his tongue, stretching me wide. "I'm just hungry, and Jamie has the magic touch."

Mum laughed. "That he does."

I bit down on my lip; she had no idea.

"I'll let you go. Give Jamie my love, be safe," she said.

"Yeah, love you, bye." I hung up the call and dropped the phone before crying out. "You fucker," I cried.

Jamie laughed against my pussy. The vibrations flowed into me and pushed me over the edge. "FUCK!" I yelled, my orgasm taking over and my walls clamped down around Jamie's fingers and tongue.

Once the waves of pleasure faded, Jamie pulled back and licked his lips, smirking at me. "Did you have a good chat with Mum?" he asked.

I frowned but didn't have the strength to smack him like I wanted too. "You are trouble," I said.

He laughed again. "Well, I couldn't help myself. These perky breasts bare before me..." He lifted his hand and flicked a nipple. "...and your pussy was just waiting for me to devour it. And after hearing you tell Mum that you wanted to move here, well I just needed to celebrate."

I rolled my eyes. "You wait until after I hang up from our mother. Do you know what would happen if she or Dad found out?"

Jamie climbed up my body and rested on me. "They might join in," he joked.

I punched his arm.

"Stop hitting me," he said while laughing. "They won't find out, don't worry."

I sighed and said, "You sure?"

He nodded. "No matter what happens, the whole world could know, but you are mine. And no one will ever take you away from me." He kissed me softly.

I wanted things to work. Jamie was quickly becoming my lifeline, and while to most people, it would be unhealthy to depend so much on one person, hell, fucking your sibling was already crossing the line. Still, my whole life just seemed to make sense now. He was what I needed, my other half.

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Keep an eye out for part 3.