LOGINHe stepped inside the room and closed the door behind him. Then he locked it. I was sitting on my bed, waiting with my heart racing.
He looked at me and took his time just looking. I was wearing sleep shorts and a tank top with no bra. It was simple and accessible. My hair was down and my face was clean, so I felt pretty.Neither of us spoke at first because the tension was thick. It felt different from the other nights since this was the last one, the end."Stand uWe were catching our breath, panting, and completely satisfied.His arms went around me, holding me, spooning even though his dick was still inside.The moment was perfect. It was quiet, except for the loud breathing of both of us.Eventually he was starting to soften, and then had to pull out. He pulled out slowly and we both gasped when he was finally out.The mess was immediate. His cum leaking out of me, onto his sheets, and the both of us didn't even care.I rolled over to face him, very closely and looked at him straight in the eyes.Hi," he said, looking at me.I laughed, very breathless, and happy. "Hi."We were both just looking at each other, and reality was starting to creep in.What we'd just done. We've broke the space I'd asked for.I should feel guilty, I should feel like I wanted to do something and I didn't.I didn't. Not at all.He was searching my face, probably looking for regret, but he found none. His relief was very obvious."Are we okay?" he asked carefully.I
He pushed his dick in, very slowly. Just the head at first. I felt the stretch, and it felt like my body had to adjust all over again.I gasped.He stopped immediately, watching my face. "Okay?""More," I whispered. "Don't stop."He pushed in another inch, slowly, so slowly that I felt every bit. He was halfway now, filling me with his dick. The stretch was intense but it was also perfect. I'd missed this. I'd missed him inside me."Fuck, you're so fucking tight," he groaned."Keep going," I groaned. "Keep going. I need you in... Please—"He pushed the rest in one smooth thrust,and his dick was fully seated, and completely buried in my pussy, and when it went in completely, we both groaned at the same time."Hmmmm—"He held still, just left it inside me for that moment. I adjusted my body from the ecstasy and we both felt it.I was so full, so very full. This is what I'd been missing. This exact feeling.Then he started moving.He pulled out almost completely, and let just the tip ins
His eyes were on me, dark, hungry, and desperate. Matching mine exactly."How much longer can you do this?" His voice was rough."I don't know," I whispered honestly. "I'm trying—""Stop trying," he interrupted, very desperately. "Just come back. Please."I was so torn. I wanted to, so badly. But the question was still unanswered in my head.His hand reached out and cupped my face. I leaned into it automatically, closed my eyes, and lived in the moment.His thumb stroked my cheek very gentle. "I miss you."Tears started forming in my eyes eyes. "I miss you too so much."The tears broke, and fell off my left eye.He stepped closer, and our bodies were almost touching. Then he brought his hand down to my waist.My hands went to his chest, and I felt his heartbeat racing. Like mine.The electricity between us was always there. It never faded, and it was consuming everything.My resistance was weakening. "We can't—""I know—"We both knew.But neither of us remembers who moved first. It d
The next day started in a whole new way. There's no more avoiding. Be civil. Show Mom and Dad how very close we are. Be the perfect siblings.We had breakfast together with Mom and Dad, both polite and present. The acting was so real that I was equally as thrilled as they both were. It felt really nice, truthfully."See! They worked it out!" Mom said to Dad.Dad agreed with him, and he even spoke about how he and Aunt Anna used to be like complete enemies when they were younger. "It's all normal. Trust me, when you get older you'll appreciate every moment, the fight, the happiness, the support and the fact that you both grew up together. Thomas my elder brother, of blessed memory was the one that used to separate us. But right now we appreciate everything. Just know when it's getting more than you both can handle."More than what we can handle?The truth was nothing had worked out. We were just better actors, and is there anything about t
It's day five, and the pattern only continued.Today, I decided it was going to be in my room the whole day. I skipped breakfast, and everything I was going to do was on my bed.I could hear him downstairs with our Mom and Dad.My phone was beside me on my bed.An unexpected knock came on my door at about 9 AM. "Scarlett?"Mom.Shit."Come in," I called out, sitting up fast with my laptop open.Mom entered with a very concerned face. She sat on my bed. "We need to talk."Uh oh."I'm working," I tried, showing her my screen.She wasn'tdeterred."What's going on with you and Jax?" I deflected. "Nothing. We've both been busy. Ask him, he's been busy."Mom shook her head. "You're avoiding him. It's very obvious now."I can't deny that."We're just in different places," I admitted, struggling to explain. "It's complicat... It's not... It's not complicated, we're just growing up."Mom's worry was very clear and obvious."It's just it Mom. Growing up."Tears started forming on my face. I co
Day three of space, and it was starting to become very unbearable.My new strategy was to avoid him completely. Wake up earlier and leave before he's up.I set my alarm for 6:00 AM. I'll fix something for my self. Breakfast alone would be safer.It worked. The kitchen was empty when I got downstairs. Mom was not down yet, and i had coffee, by myself.I left the house before anyone else woke up.My guilt at actively avoiding him was growing. This wasn't just space. This was running. But it felt necessary.I went to a coffee shop paid for a drink, dropped it on the table, pulled out my laptop and started working. Time passed. Morning started turning into afternoon, and that space, being outside of the house gave me the chance to be able to do work. Real work.I didn't return until past 8 PM. They've already had dinner.Mom had saved me a plate. She saw me when she wanted to get out of the kitchen, so she just turned in and started reheating it."You missed dinner." She asked when I go
"He's nice," I said, which was true but also obviously not really an answer, but it felt like a good thing to say.Lexi made this frustrated noise and said "Nice? That's what you're going with?" "What do you want me to say?" "I don't know. That you're into him?
Everyone was together now in this loose comfortable circle that felt familiar and easy in a way that made my chest completely loosen.Miles, Alex, Vera, and two others whose names I knew but didn't really use outside of group hangouts—everyone was here with drinks in their hands and exci
The word hung in the air heavy with everything we couldn't say, and I looked away first because I couldn't handle the weight of it, couldn't handle what I saw in his eyes when he said it.My heart was pounding and my hands felt shaky and I hated that he could still do this to me, could s
I heard the sound of everything before I even entered. Stepping back into the ballroom felt like entering a completely different world than the one I'd left twenty minutes ago.The space was still glittering with chandeliers and crowded with even more elegant people holding champagne flutes, classi







