Taboo Passions (Sylvia & Zach 1-3)

“Well, my little Princess…” he began, breathing heavily as he looked her over, his voice so changed to her ears. “You’re not a virgin anymore.”

~Chapter 34~

His words were so dark, but she giggled. Maybe it was just nerves, or adrenaline, but she couldn’t hold that soft, tinkling sound back.

“This is messed up,” she tittered, her breathing still heavy and her eyes sparkling as she looked over his face.

She thought she might’ve angered him at first, pissed him off. But when she saw that wry grin form upon his face, she knew it tickled him just as it had her.

“You’re the one all messed up,” he said, but when his eyes dipped to the sloppy white mess of her cunny, she got his meaning clearly.

She pressed her thighs together, suddenly embarrassed before she relaxed back on the bed, looking at him with such a mixture of emotions. Affection. Lust. Desire. Warmth.

It wasn’t like how she usually felt about him. Not at all.

His gruff, bullying front was gone, and she was left with a tender, affectionate — if still controlling — lover, who fondled and admired her whole body. Who took his time to appreciate her every inch with clear desire and appreciation.

“You’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever laid eyes on,” he said in a gruff but sincere voice, the heady lust gone, leaving no excuse for careless things said at this point.

But she couldn’t help it. She giggled again. Hearing him compliment her so was unusual, and it made her nervous.

Shy.

She looked up at him from beneath her long lashes and touched her lips to his softly, lightly tasting him and caressing his tongue with hers.

Though she felt his cock throb against her thigh, and that surprised her.

Could he be ready so soon?

~Chapter 35~

Zach had come to realize he loved his sister, and not just in a brotherly way. No, the way he cared for her was bad. Downright awful. It was dirty and wrong and felt oh so right.

He felt he had a clear head on it now, though truth of the matter was, his head was swimming with lust still. As evidenced by that thick, glistening shaft throbbing against his sister’s thigh.

Pulling back from their kiss at last, he took hold of her hair as he looked her in the eye squarely.

“Now Princess… you remember what I told you you’d have to do next?” he asked, but already he was taking control and guiding her head down towards his dick as it bobbed and throbbed excitedly.

Maybe it was brazen and domineering, but the way her pink tongue poked out from between her lips, the little kittenish licks she gave him, she seemed to want it. Like it. Appreciate it.

She made a face as she first tasted her own juices on his cock, and she looked up at him with those big, blue eyes. It was pitiful, and so he shoved her down on his member roughly to hide his smile from her. But then there was only a growl of pleasure as his head tilted back.

“Just like that,” he said, his fingers wrapped into her blonde hair.

Those beautiful, sleek blonde strands wrapped about his fingers, and he began to force her mouth up and down along some of the upper-half of his cock’s length. She was so tiny and dainty, he was too cautious with her to push her quite as hard as he wanted, but he had to get a little rough with her at least, tease the back of her throat with his purple crown.

“I always knew you could be a good girl, if you just shut up and did as I told you,” he growled out.

His own words made him throb, and he grinned again, wider, showing his white teeth as he looked down at her. She was exquisite.

Her tongue swiped along the lower side of his cock, her eyelashes fluttered down as she made this soft little moan against his sensitive flesh. Her lips were clamped around him as she moved up and down his length to his guided rhythm.

He’d said she’d suck him to get him hard, but of course, he’d never ceased to be hard! That teenage virility was still strong, and even if it weren’t, he felt that his lust for his sister would’ve made him rock solid in no time anyhow.

So it had nothing to do with making him hard, it was just about savouring her sweet little mouth and throat, learning more about her as he explored her body. Saw what she could do with her lips and tongue.

“Such a sweet girl, sis,” he growled out, his broad shoulders twitching from the pleasure of her motions.