Best friend's Baby Sister [END]

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Chapter 13
FREEN

I pull Rebecca closer, pressing my lips against the side of her neck. I'm half asleep and fighting it. As much as I need sleep, I want to soak up every minute of this as I can. Who knows what the morning will bring. Or even the moment we get out of bed.

I kissed her.

Felt her.

Touched every inch of her. Fucked her. Finally. After years of wanting and waiting for the time to come, it did. I think back to Noey and what he said about idealizing sleeping with Rebecca. How there's no way the real thing could be as good as what I've imagined in my mind.

He had a good point. Often, when you want something so bad and it's so out of reach, you romanticize it, make it seem better than it ever can be. I thought that was the case with her.

But it couldn't be further from the truth.

There's no fucking her out of my system. There's no spending one night with her and being able to move on with my life. In fact, it's only making me want her more, because everything was better than I could have imagined. Physically, I've never had more satisfying sex in my life. I've never come so hard, never felt an orgasm so deep through every part of me.

I used to think it was lame when I'd hear someone say there's a difference between fucking and making love. It's all the same in a sense, right? I would have sworn that to be true until a few minutes ago.

I fucked her good. She'll feel it in the morning. Thinking about my cock in her tight, wet pussy arouses me. We definitely fucked hard.

But there was something more to it. I can't quite place it, yet at the same time, I'm terrified it'll slip away. We connected on a different level, and that's how I know there's a transcendental difference between the two.

Rebecca rolls over, sliding her hand across my chest. She wiggles closer and rests her head on my shoulder. I brush her hair out of her face and pull the blanket up, keeping us covered.

Running my hand up and down her arm, I suddenly feel anxious. I haven't been in a relationship in a while, though ever since I met Rebecca all those years ago, I've had a hard time committing to anyone.

It wasn't her, and I was painfully aware of it every single day.

I've had my share of casual sex, and while leaving after has been awkward a time or two, it's never been like this. There's more on the line than being embarrassed or doing the walk of shame.

I finally hooked up with Rebecca, and I don't want our first time to be our only time. She runs her nails up and down my side, further relaxing me. My eyes fall shut and my head turns to the side, face buried in her hair. Everything about her is intoxicating, from the smell of her shampoo to the way her body feels, naked and pressed up against mine.

"Freen?" she whispers, not lifting her head off my shoulder. "Are you asleep?"

For a brief moment, I panic, which isn't like me at all. I'm a surgeon, for fuck's sake. I don't panic. Don't freak out. I can maintain a level head and think clearly in stressful situations. But Rebecca...she's doing something to me, and suddenly I'm worried she's going to tell me this was a mistake and I should leave.

"Kind of," I mumble.

"I wasn't sure." She slowly starts to pull out of my arms. Shit. I brace myself. This is it. The moment she tells me Heng will have my head and we need to pretend this never happened. The moment I go back to wanting her so bad it hurts, but only worse now because I know how good she feels.

"I have to pee."

"Oh." I move my arms. "Okay." I sit up, kissing her on the lips before she gets out of bed and goes into the bathroom. A few minutes later, she comes out, wearing a short satin bathrobe with no panties underneath.

"Do you want anything to eat?" She climbs back into bed, going right back to my arms. I grab her around the waist and pull her on top of me. Her legs go around mine, and dammit, I'm getting hard.

"Again?" she asks, raising her eyebrows. She kisses my neck and wiggles her hips.

And now my semi is a boner. "You're so fucking hot, Rebecca. And—" I stop, not sure how to even word it. Instead, I kiss her, soft and tender. She lets out a quiet moan and presses her core against me.

"And now I want to again."

— TBC 🐻