Sibling Love Ch. 02

"You were going to leave me," I cried.

"I'm sorry," he said, his voice full of remorse. "I'm so sorry."

We were moving in a slow rhythm, our bodies rising and falling like a wave beneath the sheets. "Yes," I breathed. "Yes." My face screwed up with ecstasy. "Cum inside me, Kevin. Cum inside me and never let me go."

His arms were wrapped around my body, holding me to him. I heard him start to moan into the pillow beside my head. "I love you so much," I cried at the last second. A low, desperate groan escaped his lips, almost like a sob of pain. And then I was groaning too as he came inside me. There was so much more than the first time and it was so much warmer. It was like fire spilling into my vagina, cascading over my opening and disappearing into my womb. The muscles clamped down hungrily and elicited every drop with an unquenchable thirst. I was only vaguely aware of it though, as my own orgasm tore through me like a hurricane and left only exhaustion in its wake. I cried out so loud that if mum or dad were home they would definitely have heard it. I dug my nails into Kevin's back and buried my head against him, screaming into his shoulder.

My screams were mingled with sobs of happiness, I think, or perhaps fear at how close I had been to losing him. His weight on me was the most comforting thing in the world and I never wanted him to move. We lay a long while together, even after both our orgasms were nothing but pleasant memories. I moved my head around to find Kevin's lips and kissed him fiercely.

"I'm sorry," he said again.

"Shh," I whispered, stroking his hair. I held him to me tightly, unwilling to let even a tiny cavity of air exist between us. We may have lain there for an hour, or ten minutes, or an eternity – I don't know how long it was. It seemed all to short, though, when Kevin was getting off me.

I reached out for him desperately. "No," I said. "Stay here. Stay here and lie with me."

"I can't," he replied. "Mum and dad might be home soon...." Somehow the words 'if they're not already' echoed in the air between us. I was sure, though, that if they had heard anything, we wouldn't be alive. I conceded reluctantly and let my hand fall away from his arm.

"I love you," I said with as much feeling as I could muster.

He laid a hand against my cheek. "I love you, too." Another kiss and then he was leaving the room. My gaze lingered on the door for several minutes after he'd left. I finally came to my senses and blinked several times before curling up in bed and hugging my pillow for the lack of Kevin. I could still smell his body on the bed; the pleasant, woody smell of his cologne or deodorant or whatever it was. Maybe he smelled like that naturally. It soothed me to sleep though, and I slept like a baby.