Freezing just outside the doorway, he swayed in the spot as he realized what exactly he was hearing. Torn between leaving her alone and interrupting her, his brotherly love and twisted fantasies came together to offer a solution; an interruption coupled with an offer to help. He had been fantasizing about his twin sister since the time they'd turned sixteen when it seemed like over-night she had become this curvy goddess filled with an insatiable hunger for everything she could experience. That summer when she was running around the backyard with her friends and tanning by the pool was a nightmare of the first degree. It had been so difficult to hide his awkward attraction and for a while he did feel guilty but no matter how hard he tried he just couldn't shake it completely.
Taking a breath before he stepped off the cliff into uncertainty, he sidled through the doorway and leaned one meaty shoulder against the jam. "Are you doing what I think yer doin'?" Watching the way she jerked in surprise and the growing splotches of crimson adorning her cheeks, he couldn't help the wolfish smirk that took a hold of his lips and twisted them hungrily.
"What?! No. No I was... I was just enjoying the heat and..." She covered herself as best as she could and silently prayed that the bubbles were still thick enough to cover the rest.
"Sure.." Letting his dark hazel eyes follow the length of her body, he cursed the amount of bubbles she had obscuring most of her from his view. "Want some help?" Arching a thick, scarred brow as he dragged his gaze up to meet hers, he forced himself to present as if they were talking about anything else other than him offering to help get her off.
"What? No, I wasn't doing anyth-." His words finally registered in her mind and her jaw dropped just a fraction as she looked up to see if the joke was cracking across his features yet. "Wait...Did you just..."
"Offer to help?" He nodded, calmly unbuttoning his jeans with one hand as he took a step forward, the motion enabling gravity to pull the heavy material down his thick legs. Stepping out of the pool of denim he stripped his t-shirt off and tossed it behind him just as he knelt beside the tub. The look on her face made him think of a deer caught in the light beams of dueling cars, hovering upon the dotted line between need and denial. Skimming his fingertips across the bubble coated surface of the water, when she still didn't say no he took a chance and dipped his hand into the heated shallows until he finally came into contact with her thigh.
If she could have jumped completely out of her skin at that first initial touch she would have. The spike of hunger it inspired shot outwards from the spot to ripple through the rest of her body until every inch of skin beneath the water was coated in goosebumps. "Si.. We.. We can't do anything." The feeble shake of her head was just as weak as her words and she knew it. Even she could hear the desperation peaking out in the spaces between each syllable. The way the massive span of his hand came to rest on the inside curve of her thigh had her clenching them together to both trap it and keep it from moving closer, her breath quickening to match the sudden pound of her heart against it's cage.
"Who says?"
"The world. The law."
"And whose going to tell them?" The way he cocked his head to the side made her knees go weak and she thanked her lucky stars she wasn't standing. She thought she had outgrown the silly crush she'd had on him but the hunger in his eyes brought it all back as if the years between then and now hadn't happened. Giving her lip another tug of a bite, she gave the subtlest of nods and that was all he needed to make the final push to the apex of her silky thighs.
He had lost count of all the nights he'd woken up with a raging erection or a wet spot in his boxers because of her. To finally be touching her with the intent of bringing her pleasure...God he was grateful he was more experienced than he used to be. Turning his hand to press his palm against her center, he caressed her face with his gaze as he situated his hand to introduce the width of his thumb to her delicate clit. The inward hiss of breath between her lips made him smirk just a bit and the way she arched up into his touch only served to encourage him. Curving his fingers to split her lips open to reveal the drenched satin within, he stroked the tip of his middle finger through her folds as his thumb began to dance a ring around the tender nerve center trapped beneath it. Adjusting to be able to lean against the outside of the tub, he reached for her with his free hand only to slide it beneath her arm to cup a heavy breast. "You can stop trying to hide these from me."
Bracing her feet into the curved corners of the tub once more she found herself arching into his exploratory motions even as she dropped her arm away from her chest. Gripping the top edge of the tub as he teasingly pressed the thick tip of a finger against her entrance, the second he dipped in a moan fell heavily from between her lips to fill the air between them. "Silas." Her breath hitched in the middle of his name and the second half came out as more of a drawn out hiss. Rolling the width of her hips against his questing hand, her toes curled against the porcelain and the muscles of her thighs spasmed beneath the smooth surface of her skin. Clenching her inner muscles around the sudden thrust of his finger, a shudder ran down the length of her spine and sent her hips rising up to meet his wrist.
Massaging her breast for a moment, he switched to give the other the same attention before pushing his hand along the slick surface of her skin to wrap his hand around the front of her throat. Forcing her head to tilt back with the press of his thumb against the bottom of her jaw, he leaned in and captured her lips in a kiss that belied the hidden need he had kept secret for years. When she blossomed open beneath him he slanted his mouth against hers and devoured her, exploring the forbidden fruit she held within. Introducing a second finger, he speared it into the clutching velvet bit by bit until he was palm deep and could go no further. Her answering wriggles accompanied by a throaty moan had his cock throbbing in the cotton prison of his boxers and he growled into the scant inch between them as their kiss broke. They both sucked in a ragged pair of breaths as their gazes met and without a second thought she surged up and pressed her bubble encrusted curves against the wall of his chest.
"Si..." A kiss was pressed to the side of his throat, her voice dancing along his skin until it reached his ears much like a song he hadn't heard in way too long. "I need you." Desperation flirted with hunger in the depths of her voice and she captured the lobe of his ear as her hands explored the wide planes of his shoulder blades. It had been months since she'd had someone's hands on her and the hunger with which he kissed her made her need for intimacy skyrocket.
Palming one half of her ass, he braced one hand against the wall to stand as he clutched her against him. Burying his face against the curve of her shoulder to get his lips another taste of her silky skin, he turned and started making his way to his room. Trailing nibbles and kisses along the slim column of her throat, he gave up a gruff moan when she caught his bearded jaw between her soft hands and pulled him into another ravenous kiss. Suddenly it seemed as if the entire world had flipped and he struggled to make it the last few feet, his hands clutching at her curves as their tongues dueled savagely for dominance. Pressing her back against the wall beside his door, the urgency that shot through his nerves had him frantically pushing at the sudden chafe of cotton against his skin until it finally pooled around his ankles.
Kicking it away angrily, he focused back on the way her mouth tasted liked honey and delved back into her even as she wriggled and rocked her hips against him greedily. "Myka." Whispering the ghost of her name against the soft pillows of her lips, she opened before him once more and he ground the hard length of his cock against her slick folds. The light brush of her knuckles against his abdomen had his muscles clenching in anticipation and when her fingertips brushed the top ridge of his shaft he nearly lost his footing. Painting a pleading growl against the shell of her ear as his cock-head caught at the precipice of her core, he rocked his hips and sent it gliding past her entrance with a frustrated groan.
A bone-jarring bang on their door dispelled the heavy cloud of lust and need clinging to them and suddenly the dream was lost. Ragged breaths were shared as he kept her pinned there for another scant few seconds before letting her slide down the length of his body to balance once more on her own two feet. Bracing his hand against the wall as she ducked out of the cage his body had become, he gave life to an animalistic groan and pushed off from the wall. Hurriedly scooping his jeans up from the doorway to the bathroom, he stuffed himself back into the uncomfortable fabric and crossed the room to the door just as another triplicate bang reverberated through the thick wood.
Waiting until he heard her door shut firmly, he pulled the door open to see Rico, Finn and Booker and rubbed his large hand across his face. He'd never been more disappointed to see his friends in his entire life. "Dude I said later."
