I know it's slow, but bear with me; you're about to get why this novel is your money's worth.
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Chapter 48
I waited a bit before I excused myself for a bathroom break. It was already a little awkward, and I didn't want to give anything away, which was why I waited before I left the lounge and made my way to the bathroom, where I saw Sara waiting for me.
As soon as she saw me, nervousness crept up to her face as she said, "We can't keep acting like this. Sooner or later, someone's gonna notice something like Sasha did. Only I'm afraid it'd be something worse next time."
She stopped, so I thought it was my turn to speak, but she spoke before I could, and in a rather loud volume, "Yes, we got drunk! Yes, we made out! And then some more! But nothing more than that! So I don't think we did anything wrong!"
She was either trying to let everyone know or she was trying to justify what had happened.
I thought it was my turn to speak now when she said again, "But that doesn't mean it was okay. We're cousins. What we did was far enough. I think you understand what I mean, right? Nothing like that can ever happen again."
"..." Now that she had stopped, I waited for a bit to see if she had anything else to say, but seeing that she was quiet for a few seconds, I assumed it was safe to speak, which I did, "You're right. I agree a hundred percent. What happened was an accident. Well, not so much since you were more wasted than me, so I'm sorry if it seemed like I took advantage of you."
Well, I wasn't wasted at all, so what I said was true. It was very much like me taking advantage of her. Or so I thought when she replied, "No, you didn't. And that's the worst part."
Conflicted, she placed her left hand on her forehead and her right one on her waist as she said, "I wanted it too."
What?
"I definitely wanted it," She finally said as if she was sure of herself but then immediately added, "But that was a mistake. I shouldn't want it. We're cousins. So that was the last time that ever happened, all right? No one can find out. Especially our families."
"Ye-Yeah," I stammered a reply, and she nodded. I immediately turned around and joined the family for the show. The second episode was halfway through, but despite how interesting it was, my mind was stuck on something else.
'I wanted it too.'
She also wanted it. What happened the other day wasn't just a drunken mistake, but both of us wanted it. I didn't know what to think of it, but my mind was stuck on her words. Sara came down after a while so it wouldn't look suspicious. The rest of the night went smoothly. Sara and Mira went out with some of their friends while Sasha was too tired to do anything, so we both went to sleep. In our own rooms, of course.
Of course, I remembered to jack off five times before the clock struck twelve and went to sleep. My mind was still stuck on Sara's words, and I wondered what could have happened if she was a little more wasted.
I shook my head to dismiss those thoughts and closed my eyes to sleep. I dreamed about something, perhaps. Whatever it was, it was a little cloudy, so I couldn't remember what it was when I opened my eyes, but I was sure of one thing: that it was still night when I opened my eyes.
"Slurp…"
A familiar sensation full of electrifying pleasure and a sound that sounded like someone was enjoying whatever they were doing. Looked like Sasha was at it again.
However, thank goodness to my eyesight, which had improved greatly after awakening because when I was just about to say Sasha's name, I saw who it truly was.
There she was, the woman of my dreams, not fantasies, servicing my cock which was hard as rock. She was licking it down from top to bottom, and even though it was immature like Sasha, it felt so good that I couldn't tell whether I was still dreaming or not.
She wasn't wearing anything, from head to bottom. She was stark naked, not even her underwear. As I saw her busy with what she was doing, I was overcome with the desire to push her head down on my dick but I suppressed that urge as there was something more pressing to be asked.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
Upon hearing my question, she raised her eyes to look at me, a smile on her lips as she said, "What does it look like I'm doing? I'm doing what I want to."
I didn't know what it was, but one thing was for sure. This time, she wasn't drunk. Her speech wasn't slurry, nor could I pick up any scent of alcohol from her. I could smell a little bit of beer, but no one could get drunk on that to do this much.
"And what about our conversation earlier? I'm still your cousin, aren't I?" I asked. This time, I wanted to make sure whatever happened between us wasn't a mistake. Even if we were to act awkward around each other later, we'd at least be sure of what we did.
I might not have said it, but it stung a little when she said it was a mistake earlier in the evening. I didn't want it to be a mistake. I wanted to make sure that whatever we did, we were both aware of it.
"I thought about it," She said, leaving my legs which was a little disappointment but not so much when she snuggled into my arms and wrapped her arm around my chest before she brought her hand down and began stroking my cock, making me feel extremely good.
As she did so nonchalantly, she continued, "When I was out, I couldn't help but think about you. I was with my friends, but my mind was stuck on you."
The same as me, huh?
"I realized what we did that day wasn't so much of a… mistake." She said as she raised her head to gaze deep into my eyes, and her eyes had never felt so mesmerizing before.
I wanted nothing more than to kiss her at that moment, but she continued speaking, "I wanted it. I wanted it again and more strongly this time."
"Sure, I can't erase the cousin thing between us. But it's us. Tyler and Sara, the dynamic duo. We used to talk so much and do so much together, but now we barely talk. I want to talk to you, I want to go out with you. Enjoy ourselves like we used to, but because of this, I can't do such a simple thing."
"And no matter how hard I searched for it, an answer didn't come to my mind. If I was wasted, then why do I remember everything that happened between us so clearly? Why do I remember your touch? How you caressed me. How you licked me."
The more she said, the more my dick throbbed in excitement and the more she continued, her grip becoming tighter and tighter as time passed by but it wasn't to the point it was suffocating. No, it was the opposite. Full of pleasure.
"And then I suddenly found the answer," She replied before she once again looked up at me, "We do what we did, and we remember it like we mean it."
My eyes went wide when I heard her answer. That was her go. She was giving me the go to do whatever I wanted now.
Before I could, she had one final piece to say, "I love you, Tyler. You're a cousin, a friend, a crime partner, and most of all," She looked at me, her eyes piercing into mine, "Because it is you, Tyler. I don't mind if it's you."
"..." I didn't know what to say in reply. I was happy, happy, and happy. There was no other emotion. No confliction, or anything else. I was just… happy.
So, since I had no reply to give her, I just grabbed her by the back of her head and brought her to my level before plastering my lips on hers.
She trembled as soon as my lips touched hers, as if a small course of current passed through her. But she wasn't the only one electrified. I was, as well.
Her soft and cherry lips, her small and timid tongue, her strawberry saliva. Everything was making me more and more excited and not just my dick. My whole being was excited.
I didn't mind that she had stopped stroking my cock now because what I was getting was already a dream come true. Never be greedy when it came to things like this, they say.
Moreover, she didn't let me stay disappointed for a long time as her hand slithered down to my erect cock and she began to stroke it once again, sending pulses of electricity through me.
Pulling back, even though I was reluctant to, I looked at her while her gaze traveled down to her hand as she said, "Someone's excited."
She had no fucking idea.
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