We've been making love without a condom for a few days now. We're both clean and she's on the pill.
I pull my finger out of her pussy with a smacking sound.
“Noah,” she moans again. “Please.”
“You're so ready for me, baby,” I whisper, sliding my glans between her folds. Cara moans as I slowly insert myself into her. “So fucking wet.”
Centimeter by centimeter I penetrate her until her tightness surrounds me completely. I place my hands on her hips and thrust into her. Her body jerks forward and she moans loudly. Her slender fingers bury themselves in the blanket while my hands leave beautiful marks on her hips.
“Faster,” she encourages me.
I increase the pace of my thrusts and feel her tighten around me. This is what I love about sex with her. When she's on the edge and gets tighter and tighter.
I fuck her hard and fast until we're both close to coming. I find it hard to prolong it, but I don't want her to come right away.
My right hand finds its way between her legs, and I caress her clit. Cara screams and her muscles contract. She orgasms violently and I hold her until I'm ready too. With a loud moan, I come inside her and enjoy it for a few seconds. I make her mine.
Fuck, that sounds so wrong. She's not mine, that's just wishful thinking. But after a number like that, I can't help it.
“That was amazing,” she whispers as I pull out of her, my cum running down her thighs.
“It was,” I reply. “Shower?”
I help her to her feet and pull her close to me. I unbutton her dress and she takes it off.
“I don't have a choice, do I?” she says after looking down at herself. Grinning, I take her in my arms and kiss her thoroughly.
***
“Morning,” Cara greets my twin and looks at him with a grin. Alex returns her look and sips his coffee.
“Morning,” he greets us. “Did you have a good orgasm?”
Cara immediately blushes and I give Alex a scathing look. It's so typical. He loves to embarrass Cara and once again he does it masterfully.
“Coffee?” I draw attention to myself. After sex in bed and in the shower, I'm awake now.
“Maybe I won't have coffee after all,” Cara sighs. “I really have to go.”
She points to the front door with her thumb.
“I'll see you tonight for sure. Bye Alex.”
“Bye,” my brother replies, smiling at her. “Will you dance with me?”
“After seeing your dancing skills with Emily?” Cara laughs, raising her eyebrows. “No way.”
“Oh, come on,” he says, wiggling his eyebrows. “I can also dance very romantically and lead well.”
Annoyed, I slap him on the back of the head.
“Don't do that,” I growl. “You can push any woman in this country across the dance floor for all I care, preferably your ex and her little sister, but not Cara.”
“Don't be jealous, little brother,” he says arrogantly. “I can show your sweetie the ropes.”
I roll my eyes, because it's another reference to the sex noises he's heard. Alex is my best friend, and, of course, he knows more about my sex life than Cara would like. Even though I don't explicitly tell him what we do, he knows my preferences in bed well enough to know how it went this morning.
He also knows about my feelings for her and would never seriously flirt with her.