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Samantha would never deny her brother anything, she knew that at the latest when he imperiously buried a hand in her hair and moaned in anticipation even before she had touched anything on him. But it was no different for her.

Undoubtedly aroused, she undid the first button of his jeans with a faint hesitation and pressed herself more firmly against the wall to make room for what was about to set her free. The position was uncomfortable, wedged between the wall and his body, but she relied on Killian to make sure she didn't hit her head.

The alcohol in her blood made her brave but unfortunately not experienced and she was surprised when he gasped as she ran a hand over the huge bulge between his legs. Before she could even think about whether to release his erection now or continue stroking him through the denim, Killian made that decision for her, wiped her hands away and then the tip of his penis pushed against her swollen lips.

Samantha flicked out her tongue, licked the broad glans briefly and tested the taste. Realizing it wasn't anything uncomfortable, she opened her mouth and sucked it between her lips. Sam was shocked to find that he was twitching inside her, that she could feel his pulsing on her tongue and that she would never get more than the tip of the huge erection in her mouth.

He was too big, she thought, and the heat that hit her cheeks clouded her mind and dragged her into a kind of delirium. His hand slid to the side of her face, stroking his thumb across her cheek as she slowly suckled on him, listening intently to his lute to see if she was doing it right.

He moaned softly, growling as she increased the pressure of her tongue on his erection, and his hips moved slightly just before his hoarse voice said, "Sam dammit, I won't be long." And then it happened.

Sam drove just tongue over the small slit on his head when he started to twitch violently and erupt in her mouth She instinctively wanted to flinch but his hand made it impossible for her to escape so she gulped down everything she could in desperation and took a deep breath when he was done and she let his still semi-erect cock slip out of her lips.

"Fuck, sweetie. Your mouth is heaven," he gasped, then pulled her back to her feet and pressed his body against her again. Killian cupped her face with both hands and came so close to her with his that only millimeters were missing to kiss her.

"Did you enjoy it?" he asked, slightly amused, but he already knew the truth. Samantha squeezed her thighs tightly to hide her arousal, but her brother wouldn't tolerate her silence. Brushing his lips gently over hers, he slipped his knee between her legs. The fabric of her tight-fitting trousers more than adequately hid the feeling. She nodded quickly and leaned in slightly to beg for a kiss that he still owed her.

He conceded stealing that hesitant kiss and Samantha closed her eyes to avoid confronting the falsity of the situation, to convince herself it was just a fantasy. She had knelt in front of her big brother and sucked on his sex and was now almost moaning as he pressed his knee against her hot middle.

"Please, Killian," she pleaded as, instead of his mouth covering hers and kissing her like it had been a few hours ago, he merely slid down her chin and sucked on the skin of her neck. She despaired under the onslaught of her emotions and desire possessing her body, she didn't know how to bring herself relief, needed him and his dexterity, to reach the long-awaited climax and she wasn't above begging for it.

"Please Killian, please. I'll do anything but please. I have to..." she didn't dare say it. Between a brief moment when she could think clearly, she realized again how incredibly perverted it was to ask her brother to do something like that.

"Shall we do it Bring it to an end, sweetie? Tonight? Do you want to cross that line by losing your virginity to your brother? It will happen, but it's entirely up to you if it happens now." Samantha stiffened hesitantly.

Wrong, it was so damn wrong. She had thought there was no turning back, but so far they had only kissed and given each other pleasure. It hadn't been real sex yet and it was shocking as her body contracted lustfully with the idea of her brother being inside her. She was unsure and ended up just repeating the words, the truth of which is undeniable.

"I'll do anything you want. I'm yours." Pushing aside her own responsibility for what was about to happen. Killian smiled knowingly and kissed her on the mouth, only fleetingly, watching her face as his hand ran down her body without hesitation, her jenas and then disappeared between her legs. She let out a throaty groan, a sound Killian quickly caught in his mouth.

"Shh, sweetie. Not so loud, don't forget where we are or do you want Thomas and a few others in the room next door know what we're doing in the hallway?" Sam looked at him in shock and realized that she had completely forgotten where they were and that at any moment someone might come out of the private lounge and spot her.

And here, right here, she had given her brother a blowjob. Shame spread through her and she stiffened briefly, but Killian slipped two fingers inside her and began a hard in-and-out game that saw her approach her own orgasm in record time. Having something inside her was still an oddly unfamiliar feeling.

"We're going to have to take our time, sweetie, you're still awfully tight." And as soon as he said that, she collapsed against him, burying her face in the crook of his neck and squeezing her eyes shut to keep from moaning loudly as the climax swept over them in waves.

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Killian rearranged his and Samantha's things so that they couldn't tell what they had done and tried to hold her tight while she shivered against him. The high spirits that had been triggered in her by the alcohol and the intoxication of the music seemed to have calmed down, leaving only an insecure young woman who had no idea how to deal with what was happening between them. It had taken Killian weeks to realize that there was no point in fighting the attraction they both felt for each other, but Sam wasn't as experienced as he was, nor had she had weeks to accept it.

She was just a woman who had just awakened in her sexuality and found that her desire was for someone which should actually be forbidden for them. She was shocked by her own behavior and by her choice of playmate, and there was nothing Killian could do to put her mind at ease. She had to find a way to deal with it herself, and he wouldn't really take her until she was aware of and okay with the consequences.

He expected to have to do some convincing, but not too much, considering how willingly she had done it all. But she wasn't ready to be really taken by him, to lose her innocence to her brother. The basic social framework in which they had been raised had been more of a guideline for him than anything else.

But not for Sam. His sister had always been the better person of the two of them and always tried to follow the rule. And that meant she would sink in embarrassment once the booze wore off and she could think straight again. Killian slipped an arm under her legs and picked Sam up as he ushered her into the lounge where no one was. He had lied. No one could have seen her, but he'd wanted to see how she reacted, if she'd be embarrassed about being caught with him. Would she own her feelings? The result had been satisfactory.

Yes, she had been unsure for a moment, but had neither pushed him away nor resisted his touch. "Where are you taking me?" Sam asked in a low, weak voice, which only made Killian pull her closer to his chest. He had to give her a chance to think and above all he had to see how far Dominik and Gideon had gotten with Sebastian.

He had no idea what this bastard wanted from him, but it couldn't mean anything good. He set Sam down on the couch, planted a kiss on her forehead and gave her an encouraging smile.

"You should try to sleep, just a little. I promise to be back as soon as possible.” Her gaze found his and she seemed as unsettled as only a woman could be who didn't know what to expect. “Did I do something wrong?” she asked . Killian paused, then fervently grabbed her face and looked at her intently.

How could she even think that? How could she believe, even for a moment, that this had been wrong?

"No, Sam. Do you understand that? no You haven't done anything wrong and everything is fine. It may seem to you as if everything got mixed up, but it isn't. Nothing has changed between us, not fundamentally, and it never will, no matter what happens between us. Okay?"

She looked at him for a long time, her gaze still fogged by the feelings that had just overwhelmed her and by the insecurity that the alcohol only made worse. But he didn't have time for more, he had to get down. Work out the problem, which Sebastian must have brought here and then return to Sam.

He kissed her forehead again, finally let her go and literally ran out of the lounge and out of the private part of the club with long strides. Noise and din smashed at him as he made his way across the dance floor and headed for the counter, where Dominik was already serving the guests. When he saw his boss, he was just finishing one of the drinks and then made a beeline for him.

"He didn't cause any trouble, we complemented him out and he said he'd be waiting for you outside the door. Gideon stands in front and keeps an eye on it," he began without Killian having to ask. He nodded briefly.

"Stay here. I'll go out and listen to whatever he has to say."

"Alone?" Dominik asked with raised eyebrows. Killian just nodded. He wasn't helpless and if Sebastian had just intended to kill him, he certainly wouldn't have come here personally. His rival sought contact and Killian would grant him this, but not in relation to Samantha.