Obsession

I know I don’t have to make a decision about anything, but what we’ve been doing together, especially today, has made me unable not to think about what we do from here. Tomorrow is our last, full day. Chances are we’ll have to find some excuse to get out of the house so we can behave the way we want to do with each other, and then hope it doesn’t rain again so we can actually make it easy to do. I want to fuck Tilly outside. I want to lay a blanket down in the middle of a forest and fuck her until she screams and moans.

It was weird this morning getting up after the night we shared to pretend nothing happened at all, and tomorrow is bound to be even weirder still. One more full day of these self imposed restrictions and then several weeks of trying to work out how we go about seeing each other. I suppose, after forming such a close bond together here, it stands to reason that as friends, and step siblings, we will want to see each other again. Staying over at each other’s house, me at hers and her, more importantly, at mine, is just a natural progression of that friendship, right? I mean, the distance between the two houses is far enough to make the journey too long not to stay over. We’ll work it out, i’m sure. Even if we have to check into hotels in the city for a while until we are ready to let our secret out, We’ll make it work.

We can barely keep our hands off each other here, and that’s with Marvin and Rachel practically in the same room as us. When the restrictions are lifted, and we are back in the big wide world with all its possibilities, we are going to be like two kids in a candy megastore.

And the sex with Tilly, even though I always underestimate it when I tell her, just to make sure she keeps coming back for more, is truly out of this world. I mean, seriously. This girl can fuck in ways I never knew were possible. She makes me feel on top of the world and then pushes me that little bit higher still, above the clouds and out into space.

I’m still warm and fuzzy from tonight’s, x-rated show. I’m still tingly. I didn’t know I could get tingly. I thought that was something that only women felt, but here I am, tingling and fizzing and popping all over like my skin has got electricity running right through it.

I can’t get enough of her, and I know when we both go our separate ways in a couple of days, i’m going to miss her like hell until we manage to find a way to get ourselves back together.

A noise from outside that sounds like the hoot of an owl makes Tilly stir. Semi conscious, she stretches a little, before twisting her body away from me. I slide in beside her onto my side, and Tilly pulls my arm up underneath her to use as an extra pillow.

“I could get used to this.”

“You might have to.”

“Landon?”

“Yeah?”

“Don’t disappear in the morning, I want you to be here when I wake up.”

“What if we sleep in and your mom catches us?”

“Then you’ll have to explain what you’re doing in my bed.”

“You don’t think she’ll be able to tell?”

“Depends how you figure on waking me.”

“I never knew you were so kinky.”

“There’s a lot you don’t know about me.”

“Are you going to let me find out?”

Tilly wriggles around until she finds me, and then lifts her legs up and pushes back onto me. I want to take her, and I can already feel myself going hard.

“If you behave yourself I might do.”

“I’m not sure I can promise you that.”

“Then we’ll have to work with what we’ve got.”

Without even needing to take hold

and guide me there, Tilly manages to wriggle herself into the right position to rub me along the length of her slit and tease me against her opening.

“You know we can’t, Tilly.”

“I know.”

It doesn’t stop her from continuing to pull me towards her.

“It would be really stupid.”

“And after we bought all of those condoms as well.”

“Not to mention the impact on the environment.”

“What would Mom and Dad say?”

“Both of us so tired as well.”

Once the tip is inside her, we both find it almost impossible to resist. She pushes back, I push towards her, and before long I’m up deeply inside her, rock hard and entirely unprotected. I’m horny enough to do it, but terrified enough not to let it happen as well. It’s a tease. An incredible, insatiable exploration of our freedom. A rebellion against our restrictions. This was what we couldn’t avoid doing several hours ago in the lake, and much like it did then, it feels incredibly natural and absolutely impossible to decline.

We fuck slowly, stupidly, awkwardly even. I throw the sheets back so I can see myself inside her, watch her muscles convulse around her chest, and her tight breathing go lighter and even more silent.

“We can’t”, Tilly whispers.

“We aren’t”, I offer back.

I close myself into her, and pull her back against my chest, deeper inside like this than I ever have been.

“I want you to come inside me.”

“I can’t.”

“I know, but it doesn’t stop me wanting it.”

“I knew you were dangerous.”

“It’s not my fault you find me irresistible.”

“What can I say?”

“I make your dick hard.”

“Like you wouldn’t believe.”

“Come inside me soon.”

“I will.”

“Fuck, Landon, I’m going to come.”

Tilly muffles her moans with the pillow, and I’m too busy holding myself back to work out whether she does it effectively enough or not. If Rachel and Dad are awake, she’s loud enough that they might actually hear her, but might not know what the hell it is she’s doing. If they are asleep, it might be enough to wake them up.