Page 5 of Have Faith (Taboo Tales Book Club)

The scent was incredible. Like a fine, honeyed wine with earthy undertones. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve thought about what she smelled or tasted like, but never in my wildest dreams had I imagined it was like this. The fingers of her right hand were still moist to the touch and I couldn’t resist swiping my tongue across the length of her index finger for a taste.

Distantly, I heard Faith gasp and jerk her hands away, succeeding with her left hand, but I was too consumed to think about it. I honestly came in here just to talk, but I knew that it would be impossible now that I’d smelled her - tasted her.

I brought her hand to my lips again, only this time I took her index and middle fingers and sucked them between my lips. Her tense knuckles relaxed against my tongue as I massaged her skin, cleaning off every dredge of her juice that I could get access too. I met her gaze as I collected her flavor, taking in her dazed look as she sat back on her haunches and watched my mouth. Once the flavor of her decadent pussy was all gone, leaving behind only the faint trace of salty skin, I withdrew her fingers from my mouth and pulled her closer, until her chest brushed against my own.

“I want you Faith. I want you so Goddamn bad.” I combed my fingers through her long, blonde strands, bunching it between my fists as I pressed her into me. Her breathing sped up and I could feel her heart against my own beating overtime.

“You felt how bad I wanted you earlier, when I first arrived. It was all I could do to stop myself from taking you then and there,” I breathed the truth into her as I nibbled along the soft cartilage of her ear, emitting a shiver from her body. “Did it turn you on, feeling my hard cock pressed into you? Is that why I smelt your pussy when I walked into your bedroom? Is that why I still smell it now?” I swirled my tongue in the shell of her ear before moving it down her neck, trying to coax her into admission. I knew she’d been pleasuring herself to thoughts of me, just like I had pleasured myself to her, but I wanted to hear her say it.

Still, she remained speechless, breathing and panting were the only responses to my questions. I mapped out the area from her jawline to her chin with my lips before pulling her head back by the hair, gently, forcing her to meet my gaze.

“Answer me.” I demanded, biting her chin lightly.

“Yes,” She whispered hesitantly as she stared at my lips. Good, I thought with a smirk, before taking her lips with my own. Heat flared in my body as I claimed her mouth, tracing the shape of her plump lips with my tongue before she met me in the middle. Her own tongue was hesitant, much like the rest of her, as it massaged my eager muscle. The slick sliding of it prying between my lips made me harder than iron.

If I were to make a wager, I’d guess that Faith didn’t have much experience with kissing which meant she probably didn’t have a lot of experience with sex either. I groaned audibly at the thought of her being untouched and pure. The thought of being the only person inside of her drove me mad with lust.

Reluctantly, I broke the kiss, pushing away the comforter that separated us in order to expose what she had hidden beneath. Short, striped pajama shorts covered her thighs, leaving little to the imagination as she sat further back against the bed to stretch out her legs. I wasted no time climbing over top of her, pressing her thighs apart to accommodate my width as I pushed my hard erection into her soft center.

We groaned in unison.

“Oh God!” Faith sighed loudly as I reclaimed her lips and plunged into her mouth. The same way that I planned to plunge into her tiny cunt very soon. She bent her knees around my hips as I continued the tortuous, rhythmic press into her core, a foreshadowing of what was to come.

“Look what you do to me, baby girl. Look what you’ve done to me for years.” I whispered as I continued to dry fuck her, grinding down into her small body harder and harder.

“Years?” She asked, astonished and lustful, running her fingers into the short length of my hair.

“Fuck yes. Seeing you around the house in those tiny shorts and tank tops drove me fucking nuts. You don’t know how many times I’d have to stop what I was doing just to go jerk off, although I rarely found relief.”

She rocked her hips into mine, “You...did that to me? Jerked off?”

The question sounded so innocent and unassuming on her lips that I had to chuckle. “You have no fucking idea, baby.”

A knowing look that I couldn’t understand crossed her face as she returned to my lips, a smidgen of confidence spilling over.

“At least we don’t have to imagine sex between us anymore. I’m back and you’re old enough now. Nothing can stop us.” It felt so good to finally say that out loud to her. It’s all I’d ever wanted and now I could have it. Reaching down, I grabbed the end of her tank top.

“Wait,” Faith interjected, but I couldn’t stop. I stripped her of the pesky fabric revealing her smooth, pale skin that had always remained hidden from me. The sharp peaks of her nipples poked through the white cotton bra, leaving nothing to the imagination. Fuck imagination, I wouldn’t need it anymore. But as my hands came in contact with the flimsy material, Faith’s hands halted my movements, bringing my gaze back to hers.

“We can’t do this, Carter. It’s not right, you’re my brother,” Faith’s voice quivered with sadness as I held my weight above her.

“Not by blood, baby, and that’s all that matters.” I stroked her skin as I looked down into her puzzled eyes.

“We were practically raised together, Carter. What would Mom think?” She had a point, but I didn’t want to think about that. All I wanted was to be inside of her. To cum with her.

“We don’t have to worry about that right now. Let’s focus on us. Just for now.”

She looked unsure so I continued on. “Faith. You’re all I’ve thought about for years. Every woman I’ve been with, every time I thought I was going to die, every time I thought about living - I thought about you. I don’t just want you; I need you. Tell me you need me too?”

The room was silent as I waited for her to respond, which made me worry. Sometimes I forgot how much older I was than Faith. Not literally older, because what was five years in the whole scheme of things, but mentally. I’d experienced things that Faith hadn’t yet, and never would thank God, but I needed to be careful not to scare her away with my feelings before anything happened between us.

“I want you to Carter. Like I’ve never wanted anything else in my whole life. But not like this. Not while Mom is in the same house, not for my first time at least.” She broke her gaze away from my own at the admission and my dick grew harder.

I knew it. She was a virgin.

My blood thrummed beneath my skin, demanding me to take her cherry, right here and right now. I wanted it more than I wanted my next breathe. My vision turned red with a predatory urge to take what was mine, but through that red haze I saw her panicked expression, trusting me to agree to her terms.

Disappointment warred with pride as I agreed, knowing that I wouldn’t be inside of her tonight.

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