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Pressing my body gently into hers, I lay her head against my pillows, the plush fabric melting as she rested in her place. My hand underneath her, her silky, coffee brown hair slipping between my fingertips. I loved to feel her locks.2Her hands found my shoulders , and I lent against her, in her desperate need for attention. She was a soft hearted girl, Bella, but when she wanted something. She never stopped begging, even if it was with closed lips. Her body language could tell so many things. 3
I could feel her body quivering underneath mine, showing me a sign that she was more than eager for me to give myself to her as her mistress. 4
Her own fingertips laced patiently across my cheek, her coco deep eyes staring up at me, painfully pleading me to surrender. Battering her eyelashes, I watched as small tears of happiness fell from her eyes, her lashes clinging together like wet hair in the rain. The Mascara that once complimented her eyes, dripping down the surface of her rousing cheeks.5
She made me feel guilty inside, for causing her to wait so long, For wanting to take things as slow as I had. For she had waited a long time for my touch. 6
All the guilty pleasure from the glances when she thought that I was not looking. All that teasing getting ready for the spring dance a few weeks ago. Cupping her breast in her hands, as she swirled around, her satin, Black dress sculpturing her body so perfectly. It made me almost angry for what we had planned.7
Had I taken things to fast? After all we had talked about it for so long, yet were we really ready. Was I ready to go headlong into something that could end in tears?8
“Amber...Amber...Amber,” she moaned, as I lifted up her head in the palm of my hand, tilting her neck to the side. Treating her like some fragile glass doll, scared that if I tampered with her to quickly she could break, My lips fighting against my will to devour her flesh right there and then. 9
Why did she have to be so god damn beautiful?so freaking blissful in the palm of my hand.?10
Stroking the strand of her hair through my fingertips. I smiled, feeling my body sinking deep on top of hers. My lips finding the lines of velvet soft skin of her perfectly arched neck. 11
Softly I lay them upon her glowing, heated skin, immediately smelling the scent of her mother's homemade coconut butter cream filling the tight space between us, drifting deliciously, wafting up my nose causing my stomach to grumble slightly in hunger to have just one taste, just one lick of that mouth watering ,tasty skin.12
“Mmmm Fuck, Amber Bite me, I want to feet your teeth tugging at my skin, I can't stand your breath against my skin, I need you to taste me,” she cried, a little to loudly for my liking, making be retreat from my gentle lips caress. Her voice so demanding, that I almost felt our roles reverse.13
Holding my hand in the air, I lowered it down upon her lips. Looking her seriously in the eye. My fingers finding her open lips. Her tongue swimming beneath my fingers, teasing me, tormenting me in her greedy delusion of domination. Her eyes almost sparkling with excitement as she dismissed my obvious stares, moaning loudly as she grabbed my hand briskly. Taking my fingers deep into her mouth.14
“That's it Bella, Moan for me, Beg me, beg me to touch you, to kiss you, to taste you deep inside,” I panted heavily, my eyes rolling back in my head, as my tongue had its first taste of her flesh, the taste tingling my taste buds, causing my tongue to click, and my lips to latch like a blood thirty leech onto her neck. Her tongue suckling on my fingers, stimulating me in a way I could have never ventured.15
My legs crushed between her thighs , probing against her already dampened panties. I could feel the juices dripping through the fabric, covering my knee, causing my whole body to suffer against the weight of my plans. 16
Feeling her hands tugging at my blouse, edging it up towards my chest. I felt her sharp teeth, nipping at the nape of my neck. Egging me further, as her finger found the clips of my bra.17
“God Bella, Oh your such a naughty little girl” I giggled, trying not to take things to seriously, desperately trying not to get lost inside her tempting body. “Stop touching me, your making me feel powerless.”18
“Powerless aye,” she growled, digging her nose into my neck, like a wolf to its prey, causing a wave of arousal to swim though my body. Her teeth this time latching onto my sensitive ear lobes.19
Pouting, I gasped for air, catching myself in the moment of her aggression.”Stop it... I mean I...” I said stopping short. The feelings hanging my a thread as I heard footsteps running down the hallway, stopping short at my door.20
“AMBER,” I heard the familiar, grunting voice of my older brother Grant call from behind my locked door. I could hear him shuffling with the door knob, trying frantically to open the door.21
Collapsing on top of Bella, sexually aroused and frustrated, I rolled sullenly of her body, laying down beside her for a while, my fingers nudging dangerously towards her dress.22
“Amber,Stop being such a snob and open the door I need my drum sticks, I have practice in ten minutes.”23
Not even thinking I reached towards my bedside table, picking his drumsticks up in my hand. Then with one bad throw, I threw them towards the door, watching as one rolled sweetly underneath the crack, while the other bounced back towards me.24
“Did you just throw My drumsticks at the door?” He yelled angrily. “Open the door Amber, or I will go and get mum to open it for me.”25
Knowing very well what my brother was like, I jumped of the bed quick smart, walking over to were the drumstick lay lonely near the door. Picking it up, I twisted it in my hand, turning towards amber who was now sitting upright, looking curiously at the drum stick.26
I looked at my hand, then back towards her. The ideas surrounding my head far from angelic.27
Quickly shoving the drumstick in the back of my pants, I unlocked the door an inch, Poking my nose out to see a red faced Grant, with his hands clenched by my side.28
“I can't find the other one, I must of left it at school or something,” I lied, trying not to look him in the eyes.29
I could hear his breathing, getting louder and louder as time crept by.30
“You have got to be kidding me right? Move aside and I will look for it myself,” He said, already pushing his way towards my bedroom door,31
“NO,” I yelled, panic filling my body. “I mean no, its not in there I already looked ok,” I asked, realizing that my shirt was still pulled up around my waist.32
Looking down Grants eyes widened, as he scanned my body from the waist upwards. Suddenly, his mind clicked, and his screwed up lips turned to a teasing grin, poking me in the crutch with his drumstick.33
“You fucking dirty lesbian,” he said, his voice scarily different, as if he himself was trying desperately not to get turned on by the fact that I was potentially fucking another girl. “So... How do you do it,” he questioned, his body pressing against myself, and the door. I could feel something pushing into my pants, and moved back looking down at Grants Jeans.34
“OH FUCKING SICK,” I screamed, almost barfing at the sight of my brothers, long, hard cock standing at attention in stimulation towards my lesbian streak.35
Looking down, he covered his cock with his hand, dropping the drumstick on the ground near my shoe.36
“It is not what it looks like,” he stated, reaching down, his clumsy hands touching my skin, making it crawl like a hundred ants marching up my skin.37
“Get of me,” I cried, jumping back, pushing him out of the way, slamming the door shut hard in his face.38
“It's not you Amber, you don't understand,” he reasoned. Knocking on the door.39
Shuddering, I walked over flopping on the bed, as Bella wrapped her fingers around mine once more, giggling, as Grant continued to justify his boner. 40
“I swear I just like lesbians,” he yelled, starting to annoy me greatly. Anyone would think that I was the older sibling here.41
“I don't care. Your going to be late if you don't hurry up,” I said, knowing well that the time would change his tune. As I listened to his footsteps running down the hall, I took a deep breath trying to resume all feeling I had before he had gone all perverted on me.42
“Amber,” Bella whispered, her fingers leaving mine, to find there way towards my pants.43
Rolling over I looked into her eyes, immediately feeling the sensual breath of my love casting a shadow, and leaving my brother behind.44
“Yes sweetness?” I asked, unable to keep my fingers from her locks for to much longer.45
“Go get the drumstick,” she stated, her fingers pressing deep into the fabric of my crutch.46
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