7

Leandro rested his body on top of her leaving her thighs opened and guided them to wrapped around his waist as he let his manhood inside his brief touched her hot flesh that made her moaned again as her body shivered even more. He grinned while biting the hand that was covering Leandra's mouth.

"You're having your first orgasm. I didn't know that you will look even more beautiful when you're shaking because of me."

Leandra didn't answer and tried to fix herself and return to the court. She tried to calm her body but feeling his warm thing on her flesh even though he is wearing something prevents her from getting her senses back.

"Leandro..."

"I told you to apologize. You should have listened to me when I told you not to wear them. Even if my friends have their own girls with them, they still can't help looking at your body most especially when they already knew that you are still a v*rgin."

"I am not anymore." Leandro chuckled at her answer.

"I didn't penetrate you. I am just giving you your punishments, sister. Continue to disobey me then I will always make your body shiver all day until you can't walk for days."

"Leandro... This is very wrong. We... We are siblings."

"Then you shouldn't do things that could make me want you even more Leandra. Stop giving me warm comforts. Your kindness to me always wants me to want you more and I will not stop until you will be completely mine because I am already obsessed with you."

"You're just drunk. I shouldn't have come with you here. This is very wrong."

Leandro smirked.

"Then stop seducing me, Leandra."

"W-what? I... I didn't!" He answered and couldn't stop moving his body. Leandro froze as he felt his shaft getting awake even more. It's throbbing inside his brief and is now hurting his stomach. It's like he can't do it anymore because of the pain in his stomach and wants to go out.

"Kiss me."

"W-what?"

"I will forget your six more punishments if you kiss me. Satisfy me."

"Idiot. No way."

"I'm barely holding myself back right now, Leandra. I'm not the sweet boy you once knew; I've grown into a maniac with a short temper. My word is final. If you keep disobeying me, things will always end up like this-or perhaps even worse."

"Ahh!" Leandra let out a loud moan as Leandro pressed his lower body firmly against her opening, sending a fresh tremor through her entire frame.

"F*ck." Leandro cursed, sealing her lips with his own the moment she opened her mouth. Taking advantage of her parted lips, he delved deep, savoring everything inside. He toyed with her tongue, sucking on it-a clear testament to just how hungry he was. He pulled away, breathing heavily.

"I can't take this anymore," Leandro said. He quickly withdrew his member and aligned it with her opening. They both groaned, overwhelmed by a warm, tingling sensation.

"Leandro..."

"Don't worry, I won't," Leandro said, his expression serious. Biting his lip, he hoisted Leandra up in one swift motion, positioning her on all fours by gripping her around the waist. He then slowly aligned himself between her thighs and began to thrust, both of them feeling every bit of heat, every touch, and every sensation with each of his forceful movements. Moans and whimpers echoed from inside the tent, which swayed slightly-caught between the rhythm of their passion and the night breeze blowing along the shore.

"Leandro... Please... I think my body is about to col...lapse..."

Leandra whispered, her body trembling once more-a reaction that Leandro followed, accompanied by a stifled groan. Panting and utterly exhausted, Leandra collapsed face-down onto the bed, with Leandro positioning himself over her back.

"Stop testing my patience from now on." Leandra didn't answer; she sobbed, though no actual tears fell. She buried her face, especially upon sensing Leandro's body go rigid.

"Leandra..."

"Don't... touch me," she said, her body still trembling slightly. She felt as though she might wet herself from the intense, pleasurable tingling sensation in her lower abdomen. When she swatted at Leandro's hand, he realized she wasn't actually crying.

He smirked, leaning in closer until his mouth was right by her ear.

"You're still shaking," Leandro whispered, his tone teasing.

"Don't talk to me. I'm angry with you! If I could kick you right now, I would have done it already."

Leandro chuckled, and Leandra couldn't help but scold herself for being so foolish-finding the sweet sound of his laughter like a soothing balm to her ears.

"Let me get you dressed before someone sees you naked in here."

Leandro sat up and opened his bag to retrieve some clothes, but upon seeing that it contained only shorts, he quickly shut it-grabbing only a pair of panties-while biting his lip in frustration.

"Don't ever wear them in front of other people. I'll burn them all, I swear."

He said, annoyed, then opened his backpack. He laid Leandra on her back and proceeded to dress her himself. Leandra bit her lower lip, her cheeks burning. She covered her face and turned her gaze to the right. Leandro smirked as he helped her put on her panties.

"Don't... stare at it! You idiot!" Leandro chuckled and leaned down. He planted a kiss and a deep, lingering lick there before pulling up her panties.

"I... told... you... you son of a bitch..." Leandra stammered, biting her lip to stifle a moan as her thighs trembled even more violently. The mere sensation of Leandro's skin against her thighs made her body shake uncontrollably.

"God, Leandra. You're so sensitive. It makes me want to take you again-"

"Stop it, you rascal! Are you trying to kill me?" Leandro laughed, then pulled his jersey shorts onto Leandra. He knelt before her, pausing to stare at her still-flushed breasts.

"You're such a pervert," Leandra snapped, covering her chest with her arms. Leandro bit his lower lip, his eyes remaining fixed on her breasts.

"This is our first time. We should make it memorable."

"W-what? What are you talking about?" Leandro didn't answer; he simply leaned down toward her chest. He suckled the top of her left breast for nearly a minute before pulling away.

"There. I'm sure your heart received the love."

Annoyed, Leandra pushed Leandro's face away, causing him to tumble over-though he just laughed it off. He then carefully helped her sit up and draped his hooded jacket over her. Leandra looked away when Leandro stared at her, but she found herself locked in his gaze again when he gently forced her to face him by cupping her cheeks.

"You still have six punishments."

"What?" Leandra exclaimed, her eyes widening. Oh God, please heal his maniacal mind.

"You know... you shouldn't drink from now on."

"Hmm... Okay." Leandra's brows furrowed.

"I'm not joking, Leandro. What happened between us tonight won't happen again-I'm telling you. Whether you remember it tomorrow or not, I don't care; I'm just going to force myself to forget it."

"What about your six punishments?"

"Will you stop-"

"Kiss me." "You really have lost your mind."

"If you kiss me, I'll forget about the six punishments."

"Psycho."

"If you don't kiss me, I don't think you'll be able to walk tomorrow."

"You pervert!" Leandra said, annoyed. With no other choice, she leaned in and planted a kiss on his lips. Leandro chuckled, cupped her face, and kissed her deeply before she could pull away. Leandra tried to break free a few times, but Leandro wouldn't let her go-until he finally pulled away himself. He gazed at her, breathless, then kissed her lips once more before pulling her down to lie beside him, carefully resting her head on his arm. Damn these fucking feelings! I should have pushed him away, but my body wouldn't let me-his warmth made me feel so comfortable. Okay, just for tonight. Only for tonight, Leandra. You'll be leaving soon anyway, Leandra told herself, then simply closed her eyes and tucked her face slightly into the crook of Leandro's neck.