Page 10 of Dark, Forbidden, & Taboo

“The street. I tripped over my feet and landed on my back.”

“But there’s only a couple of scrapes,” she replies as she pulls away from me and begins to walk her fingertips up my spine again.

“Yeah,” I say quickly as I turn around and wrap my arms around her shoulders. I hold her for a few seconds, before I kiss the top of her head and then pull the curtain aside. “Out. I’m almost done.”

Etta looks up at me with those mist-hazed eyes, makes a face, but steps out dutifully. I watch her until she closes the bathroom door behind her, taking in every curve and inch of her wet, naked body until she’s gone.

And then I lean back against the wall of the shower, knowing that I won’t have the strength to deny her tonight.

Chapter

Eight

Iwalk out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped firmly around my waist. Etta is standing at the end of the hallway, still naked, still high as fuck, tapping something against the wall.

“What’s this?” she asks when she finally sees me walking toward her.

“What?” I ask curiously as I approach.

Once I reach her, I hold a hand out and she drops a small card in my hand.

A grin begins to slowly curve the edge of my lips.

Well, I’ll be.

It seems that in his haste to throw his two dollars down on the ground, Simon inadvertently dropped a business card.

“This is for later,” I assure her as I lean down and kiss the tip of her nose, and secure the card inside of the towel.

“And this is for now,” she replies playfully as she pulls at the towel, letting it and the card fall to the floor.

I chuckle as I shake my head.

“Raincheck?” I ask her hopefully.

“No, Oli. I want you now. Please?” she wheedles as she presses her naked body against mine again.

Fuck,I think as my dick starts to slowly swell.

Etta’s skin has always been so goddamn soft to the touch. Her eyes have always had a way to pull me into her damn desires no matter how tired I’ve been, but it’s the way she begs me forlovethat always does the trick.

I put a hand on either side of her face and look into her eyes.

She’s so far gone right now that I could be anyone, but all she ever sees is me.

With a nod, I take a deep breath, pick my sister up and hold her against the wall beside us.

Etta immediately wraps her legs around me and as I reach a hand down to feel her soft, warm pussy, my fingers become slick with her juices.

“Fuck me, Oli,” she wheedles as she moves against me, trying to slide my cock into her without any help.

I kiss Etta deeply. My tongue parting her lips, searching the inside of the mouth I love so goddamn much, smiling when she begins to lap her against mine.

When we pull apart, I rest my forehead against hers, reach down for my dick and slide it into her.

She closes her eyes, rests her head against the wall, and tightens her legs around my waist.

I hold Etta in place as ss he begins to grind down against me. Her warm pussy, tight as ever, wet, and welcoming, working my cock as only she can.

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