Page 7 of A Twinmas Entanglement
Two weeks until Christmas…
“To the baseline. Come on, come on, come on. Let’s hustle, ladies,” Coach Davis shouts at the girls as they make their way up and down the court. As the athletic trainer for the University of Texas women’s basketball team, my job is to attend practices and games, providing care for those injured and needing anything to put less of a strain on their bodies. I have been working here for a year, and I’m in love with it. I love the game of basketball, and watching one of my best friends play was the highlight of last year.
Normally, I love watching the girls play and mess around in the state-of-the-art Moody Center on campus. The seats are comfortable, and the big screen towards the middle of the arena, with the burnt orange and white colors, makes me feel at home. But it’s been a couple of days, and what normally would be a great time at work, I can’t seem to get over what my father said.How can he and my mother think that it’s okay to separate me and my sister at birth? What a fucking mess. I haven’t spoken to Delaney about it, but she knows. She returned from her mother’s that day, and her face reflected mine. Tears and red eyes didn’t stop us from hugging and making love like there was no tomorrow. I cherished, worshiped, and intertwined our souls all night until the early morning. It felt as close to heaven as we are going to get, because us still fucking is very much sending us to hell.
“Hey, bitch. What are you daydreaming about?” Coming out of my daze, I see my crazy-ass fucking best friend, Lena, with a basketball in her hands.
“About something you might understand,” I mutter, looking back at the girls running drills.
“Ahh, I see. How’d y’all find out?” Lena inquires, not surprised or asking for clarification. If anyone should know how to navigate an incestuous relationship, it’s Lena with her cousins and sister.
“Our parents. Jesus. Even saying that out loud is fucking crazy because it has a new meaning now.” Lena extends her hand on my shoulder, trying to comfort me.
“Like, c’mon? How could they separate us at birth like that? That’s what makes it even more fucked up. I can’t imagine how they were okay just keeping one of us.” My mind swirls through many different scenarios, and I am so lost in my thoughts that I don’t hear Lena talking.
“Wh-what? I’m sorry. What were you saying?” I ask, returning my gaze to her when I see my girl walking toward us. Instantly, I rise from my seat as Lena does the same.
She leans close and whispers, “I said here comes your girl. But one thing you should know is that you both love each other and feel that soul-like connection. I’ve heard you say it multiple times. So, maybe separating you both was the best decision yourparents could’ve made. You’ve got to explore each other without ever knowing you were related. It might seem heartbreaking and harrowing, but you love each other deeply and that’s all that matters.”
And just like that, her words slice right through my heart. She’s right. Lena nods, patting me on the shoulder before joining the coach and girls. She waves at Delaney as she passes by, and I remain focused on my beautiful girlfriend.
Her smile lights up my world, her caring heart making me fall in love with her every single day. I don’t know what I’d do if we hadn’t had that time to become close as girlfriends first instead of knowing each other as sisters. I know I would’ve been more reluctant initially to start something if I had known she was my sister, but I also know I would’ve eventually given in. How could I not? She had me from the start. It’s just a cluster fuck that we had to find out this information twenty-five years later, that our parents hid this big piece of us for so long. I don’t think I’ll ever look at them the same again.
“Hi. How are you doing?” Delaney whispers, stroking my cheek before leaning in and kissing my lips. I pull her in closer, needing to feel her body against mine. I inhale her scent, getting lost in her presence. She chuckles as I squeeze her tighter, not wanting to let her go.
“I take it has not been a great morning, huh?”
“You could say that. I’ve just been thinking about things, and I really needed to hug you,” I mumble against her neck. Delaney kisses the top of my head and releases herself from my embrace.
“I’m so sorry you’re not having a great start to your day. I came to have a quick breakfast for you. You left super early this morning, so I knew you probably had nothing to eat. Maybe that’ll cheer you up,” she insists, taking my hand to our spot at the top of the arena’s bleachers.
Sitting down, we face forward as the girls look like ants playing their last pickup game, closing out practice for the morning. Delaney takes a lunchbox and two UT bottles out of her huge purse. She passes me a bottle and sets hers beside her as she opens the lunchbox to reveal a homemade chorizo, egg, and potato burrito with some Texas Pete hot sauce packets on the side. She cuts it halfway and hands me one half with two hot sauce packets to drench my delicious burrito.
“Thank you,bebé. I really appreciate it so much. Aren’t you going to eat yours?” I ask when she closes the lunchbox with her food inside. She smiles with a mischievous glint in her eyes, and I know she’s up to something. Raising an eyebrow, she shakes her head as she kneels before me.
“Delaney, what are you doing? Anybody could see us,” I start, grabbing at one of her arms as my other clutches onto my breakfast. Jesus, she’s so fucking naughty. But fuck, don’t I love that about her.
“While you eat your breakfast, I’m going to have mine. I wanted something a little sweeter. You know how big a sweet tooth I have.” She winks as she grips each side of my sweatpants. I hesitate for a moment before finally giving in. Everyone is far away, so I guess it wouldn’t be too bad to do this in public. How can I deny my girl what she wants?
“When I say stop, you have to do as I say.” Her eyebrow rises with a look that can only be described as sass. She can be in charge, but this is my job, and I worked hard to get it. We must be careful, or I will not only get fired, but arrested for public lewdness. Yeah, that would be fucking embarrassing and mortifying when people, besides our friends, learn that we are twin sisters on top of it.
“Por favor, bebé. It’s my job. You can be in charge all you want. I’m just looking out for us,” I plead, pouting and battingmy eyelashes, trying to convince her to listen to me. She rolls her eyes and shakes her head.(Please, baby.)
“Fine… but I don’t even know why you bother trying that. You know that never works on me,” she states, reaffirming her grip. I lift my hips as she slides the sweatpants to my ankles. I lean back and angle my ass toward the front of the seat, spreading my legs wide to give her enough space to please me.
“Mmm, in the festive mood, huh?” She chuckles, pointing to my Santa-themed bikini panties. Sliding my underwear to the side, she leans forward, inhaling my scent. She groans, and her eyes roll back. There’s no way I’ll be able to eat while she’s ravishing my cunt. So I set my breakfast and water bottle beside me on the steps of the bleachers, clutching her hair in my hand.
“My sweet sister.” Her voice is a whisper that I almost don’t catch, but I do, which drives me crazy. A shiver runs up my spine, and my cunt quivers at how much I love her words. Fuck. It makes it that much hotter. My twin sister is about to eat my pussy, and this time, those words sink in, and it doesn’t bother me at all.
“You love that, don’t you?You love how good your sister will make you feel, huh?” I nod as she slowly dives in, sliding her tongue up my slit and back down. I moan lightly, and her smile is evident through her steady licks and sucks of my cunt.
“Oh, fuck. Yes. More, please. Make me come, you filthy slut,” I moan, reveling in the consistent pleasure she provides.
“I’m going to do just that, my naughty little sister.”
Delaney comes off as a sweet and innocent woman, but when she has me and my cunt in front of her, she turns into a little vixen, hungry to eat and please. Gazing into her eyes, I know she will absolutely deliver.
And I’m desperate and shaking to return the favor later tonight.
