Chapter Eight

Chapter Eight
I'm laying in my bed, the sheets wrapped around my bare legs. I'm...naked. i can feel the rush of cold air escape under the white thin sheets, so cold.
Swift...swift..

There's the sound of silk being draped away, and I feel my
legs utterly and completely exposed.

"Baby." I hear a deep voice. Husky...sexy.,...deep breathing.

"Mmm" The voice hums and I feel my legs being gently pushed part. Air hits my fairy land. Oooh...
"So fucking yummy...so delicious." The voice says in a husky tone.

"Oh, you sexy thing."

"Ah!" I gasp at wet moving flesh invading my fairy land. Oh. Oh.
"Don't fight it, baby. You want this..." The voice grumbles.

Lick...
Ahhh....

"Oooh!" I gasp loudly and try to find something to grab onto. I squeeze my eyes shut even though behold no sight anyway. My hands search frantically...for something....anything.

"Come on...baby...scream for me." The voice encourages me. Oohh....what is this I'm feeling?

"Oh..,ah!! Oh my God!" I cry out in ecstacy. "Jesus!"

"That's it baby." Another...and deeper. Ooohh....my god...
It's invading me, licking me, assaulting my insides. So deep. Such an invasion but so good.

Another...and...another...deeper....

"Ooohh..." I let out, breathing hard.

As I get closer, i drift...and I'm coming away from the picture...and towards reality. Away.

My eyes flutter and I begin to feel my heartbeat once again and the flesh on my skin...the sweat drooling over my eyebrows. I open my eye and I see my bedroom ceiling.

Another wave of pure bliss hits me, and I throw my head back into my pillow. "Ooh my god!"

"There..." The voice says.

I look down...and oh, fucking holy SHIT!

"Mason!" I cry in shock. He grins and ducks his head back down between my legs. "Don't ruin the moment sis...it was getting good." He whispers sexily.

The area between my legs is tingling so much, the throbbing sensation is coming in such hard thrusts. I can't handle it.

I bite my lip, slapping my hand over my eyes. What the fuck is this!

"Just relax." I hear him say.

I shake my head, "N-"

Then I feel his tongue gliding into me, assaulting me. So deep. "Oh!" Another lick, "Jeeze...god!"

He licks my lips up and down, as his finger separate them. Oh god. This is wrong...but so freaking good. His tongue creates circles in between my throbbing lips, teasing my burning center...the throbbing....oh god.

"Oh..my god! Don't stop!" I beg, my hands diving down to his hair and losing my fingers in his thick brown locks.
"Ah! More!" And he gives me just that....the release. I begin to thrust my hips upwards to meet each brush of his tongue.

"Mmm!" I hum desperately. More. More!

And....he give me more.

"Ah!" I cry out, feeling the rush of blood. Oh...oh my....

I let out a heavy breath, releasing his hair and just laying my hand on top of my head board. My thighs behold a aching sensation that wasn't there before and my bod feels a floppy and tired...so numb.

"I knew you'd like that." I hear him whisper.

"Fuck you." I hiss. I can't believe I've let him do that to me. I can't believed he made me...he done it to me while i was asleep.

"I can't believe you did that!" I whisper loudly, glaring up at him.

He shrugs, "It's not my fault you were having a wet dream."

"I wasn't having a wet dream!" I yell.

He leans cross the bed towards me and covers my mouth. His eyes stare deep into mine, oh those deep green eyes. He tilts his head, his eyes darting all cross my face. I feel my legs begin to tremble but not just because of the orgasm I'd jus experienced. But just by his intensifying stare.

For a moment I was sitting there trying to work out why he was looking at me so intently...and what he must have been thinking. Then...slowly he leans in closer and presses his cheek to the side of mine.

"Shhh..." He purrs down my ear, and I feel his lips brush against my ear lobe.
The touch of his skin against mine begins to shoot bolts of electric from my head to toe. God. I can't...I can't.

"This is our little secret, yeah?" His voice is husky but I can catch the shaky tone behind it. He's worried...

"Yeah?" He repeats, pulling away to look at me.

I slowly nod and he retreats his hand way from my lips as he holds a finger to his. "No telling." Before I can reply he gets up and leaves, shutting my bedroom door behind him.

Oh my god.

Later that day I plucked the courage to go downstairs and actually face Mason. My thighs felt stiff as I struggled to put one foot in front of the other. How was I suppose to look at him?

How was I suppose to talk, or even act the same way? My heart was thumping so hard... it was all so wrong, all of of. As I thought about the orgasm he'd given me early this morning, I was trying to figure our when he must have walked into my room...how loud I was, and if Mum or Dad heard me.

Shit. Please...please tell me they didn't...please.

How could my own Brother do such a thing to me? It's sexual abuse! It's...it's fucking incest!!
You loved it though, you loved the feel of his tongue on your center. You did.

No! No...stop thinking dirty. Stop. It.was.wrong. Simple as.


"Boo.." I jump, and spin around to find Mason standing by the living room door behind me.

Maybe he was already waiting for me. Maybe he wants to talk about what happened too.

"We need to talk." I say.

He smiles, "About?"

"You know what about! Are you thick or what!?" I yell at him. But as I let my outburst take over, I realize Mum and Dad may still be in the house somewhere...listening....or overhearing.

He just smirks down at me with amusement. "I do. And I gotta say, you really did lose yourself early this morning."

"Stop it!" I hiss, darting my eyes a eons the house for my parents.
"They're not in." He answers my silent question. I let out a breath of relief.

"Look, you need to stop! OK? Please. It's-"
"What? Can't you handle an orgasm?" He says aloud.

I widen my eyes in shock, my heart hammering in my chest and my cheeks immediately reddening. "Shut up!"

"Don't try and talk yourself out of something that you clearly enjoyed." He stares down at me. His hair hangs over his right eye, shadowing part of his face.

"Why did you do it!?" I demand.

"I was horny, you were having a wet dream. Why not?"

I grind my teeth in anger, "I'm your sister, Mason! You got that? I. Am. Your. Sister!" Suddenly he grabs me by the waist and shoves my against the wall next to the basement door.

"Don't you think I know that?" He breathes heavily, his lips inches away from mine. I swallow. "Don't you think I tell myself the same thing every fucking day?" His nostrils flare and the veins on the side of his neck begin to show.

"I can't help it, Alana."

What?

"You're so fucking irresistible. I see you laying on that bed and all I can think of is assaulting you...fucking you, licking you out. I just can't stop imagining how you sound when you moan." I gasp. No...no...

"And you didn't scream my name once...and fuck, did I want you to." He groans, burying his face into the crook of my neck. He begins to slowly leave light butterfly kisses there.

"I know it's fucked up, but who gives a a shit?"

I gasp, shoving his chest. "I do! It's incest!"
"You loved it. You know you did." He says breathless.

I shake my head. "No! This stops, and it stops now." I try to walk off but he grabs my wrists and spins me back, until I collide with his muscles defined chest. I gulp. Nervous.

"End it then, but just remember. I'm not going to give up." He whispers.

"Give up, Mason! Give it up, for me. I can't do this!" I plead with him. It's wrong.
"Yes you can. You can." He says softly with that smile that always seems like make me turn to jelly.

"What do I have to do to get you to stop?" I sigh.

"I don't want to stop." He growls.

"You have to. It's...wrong."

He shakes his head, "Not to me. You're fucking beautiful An'."
"Please stop." I whispered, my voice crack in with emotion. "Please no."

"I'm attracted to you, and I know you're attracted to me to."

I gulp, shaking my head frantically. No, no, no! We can't. "I'm saying no for both of our safety. No."
"Fuck sake, An'. I don't care, I want you." He huffs.

"We're siblings, you retard." I say looking up at him but all I can think about is his hands on me.

"What if I negotiate?" He suggests.
"No!" I snap.
"Why? You afraid you'll lose?" He smirks wickedly, "Afraid you want me just as much as I want you?"

I bite my lip, "No."

However, he ignores and proceeds with his negotiation. "When we go camping, you let me do what I want with you...if you're not into it, and show that you are not attracted to me then I'll stop forever. But..."

I wait.

"...If you so much as moan, groan or kiss me back like last time then I will take it as a sign that you want me. And I'll fuck the shit out of you." He finishes.

"Done." I glare.

"Done." He smiles. "You'll lose, I know you will."

I laugh with wittiness, "Just because I'm a woman does not mean I'm weak."

He smirks, placing his finger tips on his bottom lip. "You are no woman, you're my inexperienced little sister," he let's out a light chuckle. "But after a good, long and hard fucking you'll be so much more than just a woman."

I scoff, "Oh really? What will I be then?" Placing my hands on my hips I stare up at him with a unamused expression.

"You'll be my woman ."