26

He dropped her and, completely dazed from the excitement he was creating in her, Samantha just lay there, muscles trembling, on the mattress while Killian pulled his t-shirt over his head and tossed it aside .

Samantha swallowed, her throat feeling like sandpaper and she couldn't get enough air. She was so captivated by the sight of him. Killian was a handsome man, with the broad chest, hard abs and that little trail of blond hair that ran from his belly button down into his pants. She knew she was staring at him, just as she had stared at him before, and she only awoke from that enchantment when he pressed his hips against her core again.

This time she couldn't help but gasp in agony. She didn't want this, didn't want these feelings that he triggered in her and yet she felt moisture collecting between her legs. She tried to plead with her eyes to stop - or she begged for more. She couldn't say exactly, but he didn't seem to really notice it either.

"I'm sorry, I wanted to take it slow so you could get used to the idea but...God, you're so damn wet," he said, unbuttoning his jeans and unzipping the zipper. Let's do it would walk faster afterwards, she thought, knowing that was true, but before she could really make the connection, he was already pushing up the hem of the t-shirt she was wearing for him, exposing her bra-bound breasts.

"Raise your arms sweetie" he said completely out of breath and with a growl in his voice that sent more waves of excitement through her body. Fear overcame her and she just shook her head and felt tears welling up in her eyes again. It was so wrong He was her brother after all. He couldn't possibly be the man who deflowered her.

That wasn't possible, that wasn't allowed to be. "Killian, please don't," she continued to plead. It had to be him who stopped this because she wouldn't be able to shake herself out of these feelings. However, her disagreement only seemed to convince him that he needed more, so he pushed again his hand between her legs.

His fingers ran vigorously over her plump flesh, pressed briefly against her entrance and she felt embarrassed how more moisture penetrated to his fingers.

"Raise your arms, little bird. let me look at you I want to see what you want to keep from the male world." She turned her head away, clamping her hand over her mouth as he increased the pressure and did as he pleased, even helping him get rid of the oversized piece of cloth and was almost grateful when instead of his fingers she only felt his hard erection between her legs.

Her brother leaned down and immediately began kissing her collarbone, cupping one of her breasts with one hand while Samantha unsteadily placed both hands on his What else was she supposed to do?

Killian was unstoppable and although she almost wished she didn't have another panic attack. And she was absolutely aware that this one wasn't coming either. His little sister liked it unbelievable good. Killian's tongue still ran over her hot skin and took in the slightly salty taste, the fine nuances of which he wanted to explore in detail.

Samantha's fingers trailed down his back, down his spine, and held onto him as he got to her neck and found a spot that seemed to particularly arouse her. He kissed and sucked at the spot until her breath sounded even hotter and the artery in her neck throbbed. The soft, ecstatic moan that embodied all of her excitement and insecurity was the sweetest thing he'd ever heard and all he could do was lift his head, forcing her to look at him, and then kiss her again.

This time there was no need to tell her to open her mouth. Her moist warmth immediately welcomed him. It should be so, that's how he wanted it, that's how he needed her. Killian's tongue curled around hers, drew another hoarse sound from her, and pushed the bra straps off her shoulders as unnoticed as possible.

He wanted to see her, touch her and suck on her breasts and he would if he could stop Sam from thinking. And there was only one way to do that. He pressed his hips between her legs, fucking her mouth in the same rhythm and exposing her breasts at the same time. They were plump, with firm erect tips that invited licking, when he grasped one of them and kneaded it until Sam got used to it too.

"Raise your back," he whispered between kisses, unlatching the clasp when she complied. Then his open mouth lay on her tips and Sam cried out. Her hips pressed against his and he gasped in agony. He almost came. But he really liked the way she lost control herself. He wedged a hand under the waistband of her leggings and under her underwear at the same time, delving into her folds. First a slow, fleeting touch, then a firmer pressure, much deeper. It was incredibly easy, despite her tightness, to slide a finger inside her.

She was wet and more than ready to take on other things, but no sooner had his fingertip dipped than she spasmed and an orgasm rolled through her body. She tried to smother the sound, but he could still hear her moan.

Her fingers slipped into his hair and scratched his scalp as the waves subsided and he continued to savor the taste of her deliciously sweet mounds.

"Did you like that?" he asked, slightly amused when she looked down her body in embarrassment and met his gaze. Her face immediately turned red and she tried to hide her heavy breathing. But he saw her. Her lust, hers Confusion and most of all her desire for more. Killian pushed himself up, pulled his hand out from between her legs and placed it possessively on her neglected chest. He grabbed one of her hands and forced her to his stomach.

She looked at him with wide eyes, this time there was fear and she wanted to pull her hand away, but he held her tight.