I’m Telling

For one terrifying second she just stares. Her blue eyes drop straight to my lap, to my hand, then to the very obvious. Then her lips curve into a slow, amused smile.

“Chloe—fuck—get out!” I yank the blanket so hard I almost rip it, face burning hotter than the California sun outside. My heart’s slamming against my ribs like it wants to escape before she does something worse than laugh.

She doesn’t leave. She kicks the door behind her shut gently with her heel, that half-eaten apple still in one hand, phone in the other, water still dripping from the ends of her hair onto the ties, drip drip drip.

The tiny sleep shorts ride up her thighs when she leans back against the door. "Damn, Ethan,” she says, voice low and way too entertained. “ Sophia Ramirez huh, didn’t think you had it in you.”

She heard the name, of course she heard the name.

She pulls her phone out of her hoodie pocket, thumbs already moving. “And I know how fast a screenshot travels. One tap and this goes to the group chat.

Or maybe just to Cassie first- she’d die laughing.

Or maybe straight to your mom. ‘Hey Mrs. Callahan, your golden boy’s got some… tension he’s working out.’”

“Don’t.” My voice cracks. I hate how small it sounds because of her threats “Please. I’m begging you. don't”

She lowers the phone but keeps it in her hand. Her eyes flick back down to the blanket, where I’m still obviously hard under the fabric. She licks a drop of apple juice off her bottom lip. “Begging already?” she murmurs. “That’s hot.” She sniffs

I swallow hard. “What do you want?”

Chloe takes a bite of the apple, chews slowly, eyes never leaving mine. “You’re right. They would lose their minds. Especially your mom.” She tilts her head. “So here’s the deal. One condition.”

I swallow. “Name it.” I say desperately expecting the worst

She pushes off the door, steps closer, voice dropping to this husky whisper that shouldn’t sound as hot as it does. “First I was thinking you could....maybe.. 'fuck me" She says sharply with a smile and playful tone like it was that simple, the humor almost made me laugh. "Right here. Right now. Get it out of your system.”

“No. No way in hell. You are my sister”

She laughs softly “Aw. So moral, so pure. Wasn't so pure when I saw you jerking off” She chuckle, and came closer “We’re not even blood, dummy. It’s just… fun.”

“I’m not doing that,” I say, and I mean it. My voice cracks anyway. “That’s crossing every line. You’re my stepsister. Mom would disown me. I can’t.”

Chloe studies me for a long second, tilting her head, with her shinny blue. Then she shrugs one shoulder, drops the apple core into my trash can, and sinks to her knees at the edge of the bed like she's done this a million times

“Fine,” she says. “Then just let me suck it.”

“What?”

“Five minutes. I suck you off, you keep your mouth shut about me sneaking Vodka in my water last week, and I delete the screenshot I just took, and we never speak of this again. Deal?”

At this point I don't know what to say anymore. My dick is still traitorously hard under the blanket. “That’s… still wrong.”

“Is it?” She tugs the blanket down slowly, eyes locked on mine. “It’s just a mouth, Ethan. No babies. No sin on your permanent record. Just... fun.” Her fingers brush my thigh. “Five minutes. That’s all I’m asking.”

I wanted to say no but I couldn't. She went on her knees without my response, her wet mouth was so close to my hard was so close to my dick now

With wet mouth and hands reaching ever closer to my hard cock

Instead I hear myself say, barely audible “Five minutes.”

Her smile was pure victory.

She doesn’t tease. She just pulls my shorts the rest of the way off, wraps her hand around the base, squeezed it with her palm so hard feeling the hardness, for some seconds I felt I was going to burst, then takes me into her mouth in one smooth motion.

Holy fuck.

Wet heat, tight lips. The moisture of it on my cock was way...more than gooning

Her tongue swirling under the head like she’s been thinking about this. Dipping her tongue into my dick hole like she wants to tease the insides of me. My head hits the headboard with a thud and a groan rips out of me before I can stop it.

She hums around me, the vibration shooting straight down my spine. One hand strokes what her mouth doesn’t reach, the other rests on my thigh, nails lightly digging in. She’s good. Messy and eager, spit sliding down my shaft, little moans vibrating every time I twitch.

I try to think of anything else - basketball, New York, Mom’s face-but it’s useless, nothing works. My hand ends up in her wet hair, holding on while my hips lift off the bed. I felt like exploding-but in a good way... Juicy, lubricatory, warm, soft throat, saliva

Three minutes in I’m already shaking. “Chloee.. I’m clos-” couldn't complete my statement

She pops off with a wet sound, lips shiny, breathing hard. “Already? Cute.” Then she dives back down, faster, deeper, taking me all the way until her nose brushes my stomach, sucking deeper and tighter

That’s it...my brain melts in estacy

Some last scrap of morality screams at me to pull out, finish on my stomach, pulling out of my sister's mouth.

But my body doesn’t listen. I was too far gone

I grab her shoulders, yank her up the bed in one desperate move. She gasps, eyes wide, legs scrambling. Her shorts are already shoved halfway down from when she climbed on. I hook them aside with shaking fingers, line up, and push inside her in one thrust.

Bare, hot, raw So fucking tight.

She gasp... “Ethan-”

I can’t stop. I thrust again, deeper, and her head falls back with a broken moan.

“Oh my go- you fucking hypocrit-” She tries to make out words

I’m gone. She’s soaked, clenching around me on purpose, rolling her hips to meet every thrust like she’s been waiting for this. The bed creaks. Skin slaps skin. Her nails rake down my back and she groan so loud I’m sure the whole house hears.

We’re animals. No romance, just raw, desperate fucking. I can’t stop. I don’t even want to.

Neither does she.

"Don't you dare sto-"

Boom

Then the door swings open, again.

" Seriously? You’re fucking him"