Chapter 25 Lines that shouldn't be crossed

Chapter 25 Lines that shouldn't be crossed
Elsie's Pov

I didn't want to admit that something inside of me had shifted when Ryan apologised to me in front of the entire school. That was not enough to forgive him.

And when he admitted that he was in love with me...I had always suspected that but never wanted to admit it openly.

I felt bad seeing him lose everything that mattered to him and his father wasn't having it easy with him.

The school day had come to a close. I was heading for the garage when I heard someone call my name from behind.

I recognised that voice anywhere, it was Aria.

"Elsie. Wait up!" She called out, hurrying towards me.

I stopped and turned to her, without warning, she pulled me me into her, wrapped her hands around me as she embraced me with warmth.

She kissed me briefly on the cheek before disengaging the hug.

"I'm sorry I haven't been present like i should. I was aware of everything that was happening but i hid because i didn't know how to comfort you." She said, her eyes teary.

"It's not your fault, Aria, I completely understand, but that doesn't change how i feel towards you." I said and hugged her back.

I was hurting, she was equally hurting, knowing she could do very little to protect me.

"Will you love to come over to my place. Let me make it up to you. I could make you your favourite meal and get your favourite snacks from the store."

"Awwn, Ari, that's so thoughtful of you but I..."

"She already has plans." A voice completed from behind me.

I spun around in shock, "Adrain?"

How had he snuck up on us without me noticing.

Aria froze when she saw Adrian.

"Oh...oh well, in that case, some other time then?" She directed the question at me.

"Yeah." I said absentmindedly, while nodding my head.

Aria pressed her lips together and bowed her head before she walked away.

"That wasn’t very nice. I didn’t have anything planned out for today." I said to him.

"Of course you do, you just don't know it yet." He said. He reached for my face and tucked the hair falling across my face behind my ears.

His finger brushed slightly against my lips before he withdrew.

"Come, I have something special planned for the both of us." He said and grabbed me by the wrist, pulling me towards his bike.

When we got to the supposed venue Adrain was to take is to, the sun was already setting.

We alighted from his bike.

My stomach flipped when he came around to my side and his hand slid to my waist just long enough to make me shiver.

I was not supposed to be feeling this kind of way towards him.

We’re step-siblings. We’ve known that line was there forever. But that night few months ago, when we finally crossed it in the dark guest room, wrecked me.

I’ve been dying for him ever since, waking up soaked and aching from dreams of his hands, his mouth, his cock. We never talked about it after. Until tonight.

“Close your eyes, Els,” he said in a low voice.

I did. He led me a few steps further, the grass brushing my ankles, then he told me to look.

I opened my eyes to see that there was a blanket spread out, with pillows thrown around, there was a basket with strawberries, cheese, bread, cold wine and two glasses.

And a little bunch of those wild daisies I’ve always liked, tied with string. It was sweet, Romantic even. Never in a million years would I have thought that this was what Adrain had planned out for me.

Apart from the food, i noticed the way he was looking at me...like he wanted to eat me alive, the thought of it made my thighs squeeze together.

I wasn't supposed to be having such thoughts because we were out here alone.

He led me to the blanket and made me sit on it. We sat close to each other with our knees touching.

He poured me a glass of wine like a gentleman he has been of recent, we drank the wine while talking about dumb stuff...work, our parents, old fights and all that we had been through in school.

His hand ended up on my thigh, his fingers drawing slow circles that had me squirming.

“I’ve missed you,” he said, his voice sounded like it was almost a growl. “Every damn day since that night.”

My heart slammed into my chest. “Me too. I can’t stop thinking about you inside me.” I found myself admitting out loud.

That was it, that was all it took for him to crash his lips onto mine hungrily. He kissed me hard, messy, like he’d been starving. I kissed back just as hungry, I grabbed his shirt and pulled him towards me as though the proximity between us wasn't enough for me.

Next thing I know I was in his lap with my dress riding up, feeling how rock-hard he was through his jeans. I could already tell my panties were soaked.

He pulled my dress down, when he saw that I wasn't wearing any bra underneath, he groaned, staring at my tits with wide eyes like a child in wonder.

His mouth went straight for one nipple, sucking hard, his teeth grazing the tip just enough to make me gasp. I rocked against him, grinding on his bulge desperately. He bit a little harder on my nipple, making me moan loud enough i was sure the sound echoed down the valley.

I yanked his shirt off and ran my hands over his chest, then down to his belt. He helped me shove his jeans and boxers just low enough.

Then his cock sprang free, it was thick, hard and already leaking with cum at the tip. I wrapped my fingers around it, stroking slow, feeling it jump at the touch of my fingers.

“I’ve jerked off thinking about your pussy so many times,” he muttered. I whispered back, “I’ve fingered myself pretending it was you.”

He flipped me onto my back so fast and pulled my dress all the way off, ripping my panties down my legs.

I spread my thighs wide for him to see, he stared down for a strech at how wet I was. Then his mouth was on me...no teasing.

His tongue flat as he licked from my hole up to my clit. I bucked hard at the warmth of his tongue.

He sucked my clit into his mouth, flicked it fast while two fingers shoved inside, curling right against that spot. I was dripping down his hand, making wet sounds. He ate me like he was starving, humming against me until I came hard, shaking, screaming his name and clenching my pussy walls around his fingers.

He didn’t give me time to breathe before he got between my legs and lined himself up. “Tell me you want it,” he said, his eyes turning dark. “Tell me you’ve been craving my cock.”

“I want it,” I begged. “Fuck me, Adrian. Please. I need you.”

He slammed in with one hard thrust, all the way in. I cried out at how full I felt, how he stretched me.

He paused for a split second with the both of us groaning, then he started moving. He would pull out slowly, then slammed his cock back in, his balls slapping my ass.

It got rough pretty fast. He fucked me hard while his hands gripped my hips so tight it hurt in the best way. I scratched down his back, wrapping my legs around him and meeting every thrust.

“You’re so fucking wet,” he grunted. “This pussy is mine, baby.”

He hooked one leg over his shoulder and went even deeper. His thumb found my clit, rubbing fast circles while he pounded. I was close again, so close. “Harder,” I gasped. “Make me come on your dick.”

He did. He fucked me like he hated me and loved me at the same time. I came hard, my pussy squeezed him, pulsing and milking him at the same time.

He lost it right after, then his thrusts got sloppy, then he buried deep and came inside me while groaning my name against my neck.

We stayed like that a long time, with our sweaty bodies while breathing hard, his weight on me. He kissed my forehead then traced to my lips before whispering he’d missed this so much.

I felt him go flaccid inside of me.

I reached for the back of his ear and scratched lightly before kissing him back.

"I want you hard again for me." I bit down on my lower lip, looking him straight in the eye.

"Fuck, Elsie you're so hot."