All Chapters of Unholy Cravings-a Sinful Obsession: Chapter 541 - Chapter 550

She nodded and laughed. I could hear it in that laugh. Years of kindness, love, attention. She had a real family here, and she was doing well. Things weren't perfect, but that was enough for me. And my god was she beautiful."I ended up hiring someone because I couldn't find you. He was a little shady, I think, but I'm not complaining. I honestly had no idea where you were until a week ago. All I had was an address and I wasn't sure you were, well, you. I had to drive back to the city anyway so I just waited. And here I am."Beth interjected."He's agreed to stay for dinner. Why don't you guys go up to your room and get caught up? I'll call you when the foods ready and then the rest of the family can interrogate him too."No one had looked at this tall stranger in their house and been anything but welcoming. I'd never been to a house like this before. I wasn't even sure that they existed.Marilyn motioned for me to follow her up the stairs and I did. I guess I'd find out exactly how f

"Beth became someone that I really trusted. After that night I really took to her, following her around and wanting her to teach me everything she knew about...well, everything. Harlan, dad, took the longest for me. I kept waiting for him to slip up and reveal he was like our dad. That never happened. You haven't met him yet, but he reminds me a little of you. He's patient, kind, and protective. After about a year I caught myself laughing at his dumb jokes and calling him daddy. He was so happy to hear that from me that I felt bad for ever being so cautious."She'd stopped, and it took me a minute to realize that she'd said as much as she was going to. I didn't miss her compliment. I'd never thought of myself as patient or kind. Protective I guess. I knew I was blushing and I was suddenly very aware that I was holding her hand.Her mom knocked and we jerked our hands back as if we were children who'd been caught doing something very naughty. Maybe we were."Dinner's ready," she said,

Well, I say 'blew up', but I guess I mean that I got about five texts in rapid succession. I wasn't sure that they were related but I was worried for a moment.Two numbers. One I recognized. It was Marilyn's. The other I didn't. I read that one first, figuring it was the most likely to be bad news:Hey, this is Jane. You know, Marilyn's sister.You aren't planning on leaving soon are you? Marilyn probably won't tell you but she had nightmares last night and she said your name. I feel bad because she wouldn't want me telling you, but she protects people from things, even if it would make her feel better to talk about them. Maybe she will with you? It was really nice meeting you...Huh. Marilyn hadn't mentioned anything like that, but we'd only had a few hours to talk, and even fewer with any privacy. I hope I didn't give her the feeling that I wanted to take off. I didn't. I wanted to be with her more than anything. That was at least part of the problem. I moved on to Marilyn's texts: H

"I feel bad about it, but I did get distracted a lot. I looked for you, but...not all the time. And as time went on, I looked less and less. I hadn't given up, but I wasn't really being a good sister. I should have done more."I put my hand at the small of her back and gently pushed towards the door, walking alongside her. It was getting colder as the last light of the day began to leave. I'd have to give her my coat when we left."You didn't do anything wrong. You were, well actually are, a kid. You just hit eighteen. You haven't even graduated high school yet. Looking for me at all is flattering. It's not like I constantly looked for you either. Life...happened. I'm just happy that one of us found the other. Anything else is just details."I held the door open for her and we went inside. It had a cheesy nautical theme, dark wooden walls, fake fish on the walls. Somehow it was so earnest that it worked. It seemed to be a nice, classy place. A good choice. I looked at Marilyn to compl

We kissed like we were dying, like we needed each other to live. Maybe we did. She didn't kiss like an experienced woman. Intellectually I didn't care if she was a virgin. I loved her and wanted her. But the idea that she was untouched and that I would be her teacher and lover turned me on even more. I felt shame but it was buried deep in the back of my chest, behind my lust and longing.I crushed her to my chest, feeling her soft but firm body melt into mine. Her breasts felt amazing and heat came off of her sex as she ground against me. Her tongue darted in my mouth, exploring me. She stopped suddenly, breathing hard, leaning into me."Please make me feel good. I can't wait any more. I can't. I need you."I gently picked her up, carrying her in my arms like a husband would across the threshold. I was aware of the similarities. I sat down on the sofa, leaving her in my lap like a child. Without any warning I slid my hand up under her skirt, pushing it over her knees, her thighs and f