When, some time passed and his sister's rough breathing, finally started to stabilize.
Christian brought his fingers drenched with her juices, toward his mouth, and in front of the the wide eyed Annabelle, he gave them a lick.
Annabelle felt like dying from embarrassment, looking at this scene, but Christian felt relished tasting her sweetness, and even give a comment.
"You know? I thought all the talk about how it actually tastes sweet sometimes was a lie, but it turns out it's true."
Glaring at him grudgingly, Annabelle chose not to respond to his cheeky comment. Instead, she hugged him tightly and, in one swift motion, flipped over, shifting from beneath him to straddle him from above. Then, with a mischievous grin, she said.
"Well, now it's time for me to return the favor."
After declaring, Annabelle who already decided to throw all her shame, and knowing that she already showed more than enough of her disgraceful state, and that she would continue to show him more, lowered her head to kiss him, and inadvertently, looked at his glistening lips, the culprit clearly her fluids, and feeling embarrassed, she choose to change her target, to his neck.
While kissing him, her gaze also landed on his T-shirt, and feeling it was annoying… no, unfair, as she was already naked, and he was still in all his clothes. She started undressing him.
When he remained just in his boxers, Annabelle finally stopped, and started stroking his firm stomach muscles, instead. It was still mystery for her, how his body become , just from some special ability, and some other nonsense, he talked about, but they were stunning, nonetheless.
Christian who was staying put, just receiving the service of his sister, was looking at the scene in front of him, still, not believing how they arrived at this point. He had some thoughts going through his mind, but, when he suddenly felt his sister's small, soft and delicate hand landing on his dick, directly, they went away immediately.
He felt her awkward moves, stroking it up and down clumsily, while her breasts were rubbing his body, eyes on him, seemingly gauging his reaction. And couldn't help but make a move himself in the end.
He cradled her head, pulling it toward him, and tasted those pouting lips once again.
Annabelle surrounding herself to her brother, to his surprisingly experienced lips, continued in her action, still hiding the surprise upon feeling his size directly, that was a lot bigger that she expected.
She felt his hand that was now, kneading her bottom, as if it was some toy, with his fingers teasing her folds every now and then, and felt herself, melt in his embrace once again.
Still, knowing that, she can't make it a repeat of the previous time, where she was the only one, who felt good, she focused on her hand, accelerating, its movement, and finally got the reaction she wanted, from her brother's pleasured expression.
'It's just a hand, so, why the fuck the difference is this huge?'
Christian feeling himself on high nine, couldn't help but have some doubts even if briefly, as they were buried by the pleasure he was feeling.
Then, as his ejaculation drew near, Christian couldn't help but become even rougher with his hands exploring his sister's body.
It was just a few moments later that he broke the kiss with her, grunting as his release overcame him, and he exclaimed, "FUCK!"
His finger rubbed faster inside her slippery folds though, seemingly intent of letting her feel the intensity of pleasure he was feeling, as his dick throbbed inside Annabelle's hands, with his fluids shooting.
"Aaaaah~" Before Annabelle could register the situation where her brother was cumming, feeling the intensity of his finger moving inside her already sensitive insides, she couldn't help but also start moaning, even in a louder voice than the previous time, as the orgasm she was facing now, was that much stronger; her shaking body testament for it.
A short time later, as both of their bodies calmed down after the incredible experience, Christian looked innocently at his sister, who was sending him a resentful yet seemingly satisfied gaze without saying a word, and he chose to remain silent as well.
He felt mentally satisfied, even if not physically, knowing he could still go on for much longer.
But now, as the haze of lust began to fade, his thoughts became clearer. He realized that, while there was no need to rigidly stick to plans, just as his sister had said earlier, it still felt wrong to rush things and be completely carried away by the moment.
This much, for now, was enough. There was no need to rush… no one was going anywhere. His sister would always be by his side, after all.
In truth, this was already overwhelming for him. He had never imagined he would reach this stage with his sister, after all.
Annabelle, now completely naked, rested her head against the firm, dependable chest of her brother. It was unlike their usual moments, where she would hold him against her bosom; this time, she was the one wrapped securely in his arms. Then, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat, she couldn't help but feel as though she had crossed some kind of milestone.
She felt as though their relationship moving forward would truly be different... in every sense of the word. And that thought filled her with joy.
It was already an ecstatic experience, but when combined with this? It became even more satisfying.
So, compelled by her feelings, she suddenly said in a low voice,
It wasn't like it was the first time she'd said something .
But this time, the intent… the meaning it carried was clearly different from every other time.
Christian couldn't reply. He couldn't give her a half-hearted response when he knew his feelings weren't quite the same as hers.
He didn't even fully understand the truth of his own emotions, after all. But, while he stayed silent, he at least hugged her more tightly.
Moreover, even if he couldn't express love at this moment, Christian knew there was no escape for his sister anymore… not from his clutches.
Though, he doubted she would ever desire that.
And that was the most pleasing thing.
So, feeling her sweaty, fragrant body in his arms, and sensing that she didn't seem intent on continuing, he felt a sense of relief.
This is my first really smut scene, even if not everything happened.
Actually I planned to end things with just one chapter, but how the scene become two in the end, even I don't know.
So, I'd really appreciate hearing your thoughts on this part of the story.
How do you feel about the direction of the characters' relationship so far?
If there's anything that can be improved, I hope, you could point it out. That way, the next smut scene will be even better.
Thank you for reading till now.