While Scarlett took care of putting away everything we brought with us, I got Olivia ready for bed. It made me smile, knowing that she had such a great day. And I had a great one myself.
After leaving Olivia’s room, I went to visit Scarlett. I gave a soft knock on the door.
“Come in.” I pushed the door open and found Scarlett in the middle of getting dressed. She was just in some shorts and a bra pulling her shirt on.
“Hey, I just wanted to see how you were doing.”
She pulled her shirt all the way and looked at me. “I’m great. How are you?”
“Great as well.” We both smiled and looked away as if feeling shy. “I’m sorry I was such a jerk before.”
Scarlett looked at me, confused. “I had fun today. You were really nice.”
“I mean before, like the past two years. You were there for me, and I was just mean.”
“You were going through a lot,” Scarlett shrugged.
“So were you.”
Because Kylie was my wife and the mother of my child, it was easy for me to forget that she was also Scarlett’s big sister. I barely gave her room to mourn with all the bullshit I was pulling myself.
“Yeah, well… I’m better now.”
“So, I am.”
We stood apart for some time, not really looking at one another but still throwing glances. It seemed neither one of us wanted the night to end.
“Do you want to come to my room?”
Scarlett nodded, and we walked out together. It wasn’t a long walk to my room, and once we were inside with the door closed, I spun around and pinned her against it. With a whole day of pent up emotion in me, I kissed her.
She eagerly received me, placing both hands on either side of my face. Resting my head on her forehead, I broke our kiss, taking in Scarlett’s scent. She moved her hands from my face down to my chest.
“Why did you wait so long to kiss me again?” I moved my face, so I could look into her eyes. “I hope my breath didn’t smell or something,” she joked.
“No, you always smell good to me. I was —,” my voice caught in my throat. “I was holding onto the past too tightly, and it kept me from embracing my feelings for you. I was trying to keep everything emotionless, but obviously, that didn’t work. I thought feeling nothing was the only way to stop feeling angry and sad. But you showed me how wrong I was.”
Scarlett’s smile grew even bigger, and I kissed her again. I pressed my body into hers, feeling every dip and curve. She was absolutely perfect, and I never wanted to lose her again.
I picked her and carried her over to the bed. Gently, I brought the both of us down. Scarlett on her back while I held myself over her.
“You’re so beautiful.”
“You’re not too bad yourself.”
Scarlett had bent her leg, and her foot was rubbing along my side. I grabbed it, extending it upwards, so I could kiss her skin. Scarlett giggled as I ran my hand and lips up and down her leg.
“Oh, Noah.”
I put her leg down and pushed her knees apart. Pushing her shorts and panties to the side, I slid two fingers inside of her, watching her body buck against me. Her fingers went around my neck and tangled into the hair at the nape of my neck. Her eyes shut as I pushed my fingers deeper, going all the way to the knuckle. Scarlett pushed back against my hand, rubbing her clit over the bumps on my hand. I felt her pussy clench, and a few seconds later, she came. Her juices ran down my fingers and onto both sides of my hand.
As Scarlett’s eyes fluttered back open, I took my fingers out from inside her and brought them to my mouth, licking some her off of me. Her expression turned sheepish, but she didn’t look away. She grabbed my wrist and brought my fingers to her lips. I pushed them in. Scarlett sucked on them, running her tongue around my digits.
I took them out and crushed my lips into hers. My cock strained against my pants. I pressed my pelvis into her body, wanting Scarlett to feel how much I wanted her, how much I wanted all of this. Her hand snaked between our bodies and found my bulge. She massaged me over my pants, then her fingers moved under my waistband. I groaned into her mouth as her fingers wrapped around my shaft and tugged. I let her jerk me off for a bit before taking her wrist. I was more than ready to be inside her.
In a flurry of hands, we undressed each other. I pushed myself into her, our bodies meeting in a crescendo of pleasure. Scarlett and I were connecting on a deeper level, the love that I was allowing to grow inside of me pulsing through my every movement. Scarlett surrounded me in every sense of the phrase. Her body, her scent, her essence — I was consumed by her.