A/N(THIS STORY HAS INCEST IN IT IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT DON'T READ IT JUST GIVING YOU A HEADS UP)
I look up into the mirror into his blue eyes as his long thick cock slams into me. A moan escaping my lips, his big hand on my hips pulling me back into him.
Four hours ago I had just woke up, four hours ago we where just talking about when we where little. Four hours ago:
It was a Monday morning and I had just got my husband off to work. Laying back down was out of the question so I just started my day of laundry and cleaning the house.
"HONEY WHY YOU CALLING SO LATE" my phone comes to life with (Hinder, Lips of an Angel) playing "It's kinda hard to talk right now"
I look down at the message that was sent and smile.
"On my way over be ready"
"Ok" I send back
I didn't believe it he has always told me that he would come see me but in the end never show up. I don't know when it all got out of hand, it all started with just simple little messages on the internet. Than sexting, innocent pictures to sex pictures. And now I didn't know how to get it back to just being just cousins anymore.
I felt like I needed him, like I couldn't breath if I didn't speak to him.
"HONEY WHY YOU CALLING SO LATE" my phone sings I look at it
"What are you wearing" he ask
It was something that he ask me just about every morning
"A black tank top and matching panties" I reply
"Hum stay like that, I want to see that ass"
"When are you coming" I ask him
"I'm pulling up your driveway right now"
"No you're not"
"Yes I am, there's an old Ford truck setting out front"
I almost panic but I remember telling him about that truck before.
"Vary clever Chase, I told you about that old thing two years ago"
"Come open the door Flower and let me in"
Flower my nickname he gave me when we started this shit.
"I'm too tired to play games Chase"
There a knock at my door "Shit" jumping from my bed and stand
"HONEY WHY YOU CALLING ME SO LATE? IT'S KINDA HARD TALK RIGHT NOW. HONEY WHY ARE YOU CRYING? IS EVERYTHING OKAY? I GOTTA WHISPER 'CAUSE I CAN'T BE TOO LOUD WELL MY GIRL'S IN THE NEXT ROOM" my phone plays as "SOMETIMES I WISH IT WAS YOU" I look down at it not wanting to answer it now "I GUESS WE NEVER REALLY MOVED ON IT'S REALLY GOOD TO HEAR YOUR VOICE SAYING MY NAME IT SOUNDS SO SWEET COMING FROM THE LIPS OF AN ANGEL" I pick it up
"Don't put on any pants" it reads "I want to see your ass"
I smile as I pull on a pair of loose black pants, I make my way to the front door.
"I can hear you breathing Flower" he says behind the door
Take a deep breath I open the door, there he stands. His dark black hair and baby blue eyes that shine down on me.
"There you are" he smiles "And you're wearing pants"
"I am"
"I don't get to see your ass" he ask coming into the house
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Between the Sheets
RomanceTHIS STORY IS RATED R IT IS FOR MATURE READERS ONLY (This story contains bad grammar and a lot of misspelled words if you can't read without being rude then don't read at all. I expect help but not rudeness. I do have a life outside of writing and I...
