Not Yet

“Beautiful,” I say as I look at her and tuck her hair behind her ear. There’s a pause between us and I stand up and take her hand. “Come see.”

I pull her over to my dresser with the big mirror in front of it. I stand behind her and see her reflection from the top of her head to her thighs. She’s in jean shorts and the shirt with my number on it. I can feel the heat coming off her body as she smiles at herself in the mirror and turns her head back and forth to see the diamonds sparkle.

I move in closer and closer until my front is pressed against her back. I wait for her to take a step forward or to move away, but as my hand comes around and touches her hip, she doesn’t move. Instead her eyes lock with mine in the mirror and I let my fingers trail around the front to the bare patch of skin between her shorts and where the shirt has ridden up.

“Drake,” she whispers when my fingers go to the button on her shorts, but she doesn’t tell me to stop.

With a touch of my fingers they open and I press my aching cock against her ass.

Her breath catches as I pull the front of her shorts open and I dip my fingers into the warmth of her panties.

“This is wrong,” she says, her voice so soft, like she doesn’t want me to hear it.

“It is.” I lean forward and press my lips to the tender skin of her neck. I touch the cotton of her panties and they’re wet against her pussy.

Her mouth opens as I push the material to the side and then run the tips of my fingers along her lower lips. They’re so fucking soft and wet and when I pet her, my rough fingers dance over her clit.

“You’re my brother, Drake. What are Mom and Dad going to say?” she asks as she widens her legs so I can push my fingers inside her.

“They don’t have to know. Not yet anyway.” I push into her tight pussy just to get a feel for it, to get to know her. Then I bring my fingers back to her clit and pet it some more. She moans and rocks her hips forward, her eyes watching my hand disappearing over and over in her shorts.

“Can we do this?” She’s earnest now and moving her hips faster.

“We shouldn’t, but I can’t help myself. You’re so pretty, Ali, and I want you so bad.”

Her ass pushes against my cock and I feel the bulge in my pants threaten to break free. It aches and all I can think about is finding relief inside of her soft, pink pussy and I grit my teeth. Her clit is like a little pearl under my touch and I rub the wet peak over and over until she’s rocking with me.

“Maybe tonight when Mom and Dad go to bed I can come in your room and wish you a real happy birthday,” I say against her ear and she closes her eyes. She nods her head as the blush creeps across her chest and up her neck. “You’re still on the shot, right?”

Her eyes widen and for a second she stops moving with me, but then she reluctantly nods.

“I don’t know how much time we have.” I kneel down on the floor and turn her around as I tug her shorts down her thighs.

“Drake, we shouldn’t be doing this,” she says as she steps out of her shorts and panties. Her bare pussy free from hair is right in front of my mouth.

“We don’t have to tell anyone. It can be our secret.” I lean forward and place a kiss on her thigh and she looks down at me.

“Maybe just a little,” she hedges as I kiss my way over to her pussy and then touch it with my tongue.

Before she has a chance to change her mind, I shove my tongue in her pussy and suck on her clit. She grabs my hair and grips it tight while she rolls her pussy over my face. She’s soaking wet with juicy sweetness and I drink it up. She might be my sister, but her pussy tastes like a goddess’s.

One second she’s holding back her desire and the next she’s leaning against the dresser with her legs spread-eagle, with my fingers fucking her hard and fast.

“Drake!” she shouts when her orgasm hits and her sweet cream coats my fingers.

Just then I hear the front door open and close downstairs and my mom calls out.

“Hey kids, we’re home!” We pause for half a second before Ali frantically pulls on her shorts. “The movie was sold out. Can you believe that?”

Her footsteps hit the stairs and Ali goes to the chair at my desk and pulls out her phone. She pretends to look at it, but her face is flushed and her hard nipples are pressing against the shirt.