A short author's note here – this is first and foremost just a work of fiction, borne out of my imagination. It's not a love story...it's just for dirty fun, so don't expect anything more than that. Yes, there's some spankings, and some light domination games, so if that isn't to your liking, then don't read!
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Aria woke up, feeling somewhat disoriented for a moment in the king size bed, the room in shadows. Did she have another drunken blackout? Then she remembered she was in David's hotel room, with his body still wrapped around hers intimately. It wasn't a dream, she was still there in bed with her brother, and they had fucked for what seemed like hours. She stretched, feeling sore and well used in every part of her body.
Without disturbing David, she edged out of bed and walked quietly into the bathroom, and stared at her reflection under the soft lights over the vanity. Her long black hair was in a tangle, and her mouth looked swollen and any makeup she might've been wearing was long gone. Then she touched the small bruises along her throat, where David had left marks with his teeth, and she felt strangely pleased at the sight. She could see other marks on her skin, on her breasts and her hips and the memory of what they had done sent a wash of heat through her all over again.
"Having second thoughts?"
Aria whirled around, to see David leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed over his chest. In the light, she could fully appreciate how he looked – his eyes hungry for her, dark hair messed from sleep, his muscled chest dusted with black hair that trailed lower to where his cock was already hard. He stalked across the tile floor to stand behind her, sliding his arms around her waist.
"Aria, are you regretting what we did?" he asked again. "Because if you want to walk out of here right now, you can. Then this will just be our dirty one night stand, and it won't happen again. You can go back to college, and I go back to my life."
"You're not serious, are you?"
David shrugged. "Not entirely, but I had to ask. I know we're alike in many ways, or we wouldn't be here like this right now, but I also know some of this must be new to you. I wouldn't blame you if you were freaked out. Something about being with you makes me lose control, in more ways than one."
"I'm not walking out of here, David, I'm all yours. Nothing we did scares me," she whispered, turning around to kiss him. A slow, searching lover's kiss that left no doubt of her intentions, and her carnal desires. Her hips started to move against his cock, but he held her back.
"You think you're such a bad girl now?" he asked, his voice like smooth silk in her ear. He nipped her earlobe, and she moaned softly. He kissed her again, his tongue invading her mouth, before letting her go abruptly. Both of them stood for a moment, letting the sexual tension ratchet up higher, breathing heavily.
David quickly spun her around again to face the mirror, holding her head back and their eyes met in the glass. "Look at us, Aria. What do you see?"
"I see my brother, naked and aroused, just the way I've fantasized about for so long. How could I walk away from you?"
"And I see my sweet little sister, ready and willing to go along with whatever I want," he replied, wrapping his hands around her hips, pulling her backwards. His admiring gaze raked across her body, seeing the nipples starting to harden in response to the cool air and the game they were playing. His fingers stroked her, as he watched her in the mirror, switching to his open palms sliding across her damp flesh. She sighed, her eyes closed as she leaned back against him, offering herself to him. David fitted her body tightly against him, as she moved her head to the side, so that he was able to move her hair away with his hand, before putting his mouth against her neck. "You can feel me against you, my breath on you..." he murmured, "I have you under my control right now."
"I'm not going anywhere," she whispered, her eyes still closed.
He kissed her neck then, moving a little more slowly than the night before, taking his time to mark a trail from her ear to her collarbone, watching her skin flush and the points of her nipples stand out even harder. His hands moved higher, across her hips and over her navel, feeling her starting to tremble a little. David pushed her forward a little, and she braced her hands against the cool porcelain. Her legs spread wider, almost without her conscious thought at what she was doing.
"You're getting wet again, aren't you?" he asked roughly, and she jerked back against him in response. He grinned a little, knowing he was right, as she bit back a little whimper. His hands moved back, along her ass, tapping her lightly as she bent over further.
