My fingers were still entwined in Elizabeth's hair as she sat up.
"I'm going to clean up!" she said abruptly standing up, my fingers accidentally pulling her hair.
"Ok." I said, my head laying back onto my pillow. I turned my head to see Elizabeth bending over to pick up her knickers and dress from the floor and making a hasty exit from my room. She muttered under her breath as she pulled the door closed but I couldn't make out her words. It was pretty obvious that she wasn't particularly happy, 'hardly surprising really' I thought.
I closed my eyes and heard the distant sound of water, probably the shower but I wasn't completely sure. I was suddenly so relaxed as my thoughts began to jumble.
I tried to remember what I was thinking as I opened my eyes. Oh!? Had I just been asleep? I couldn't hear the water anymore. Huh. Yes, I think I had just drifted off. I looked at my watch, it was now 2:13pm. I'm pretty sure Elizabeth came to my room around 11am, so I figured I must have been asleep for an hour or so. An hour!
I laid on my bed, my head clearing. Oh fuck. Oh fuck. A wave of intense guilt washed over me as my memory replayed the scene barely an hour old. Fuck, I had violated my own sister, blackmailed her into submission, forced her into incestuous sex with me, her own brother, given her no choice but to allow me to penetrate her, fill her with seed that was never, ever meant to go near her, let alone pump into her.
"God, I'm going to hell," my inner voice proclaimed as my hands cupped my face, "how the hell am I ever going to look at her again?"
I felt like a real scumbag. Evil. Rotten.
But then images of her hair started to fill my head again... 'no stop it!'... of her laying naked on my bed in just her knickers, of kissing her and feeling her tongue inside my mouth. 'Oh my god' her lips were on mine. Oh fuck yes, her lips! And her skin felt so good. And her breast; holy shit holding her breast. And I had been inside her. Bloody hell... I had fucked my sister, my own sister. The girl I had been lusting over for such a long time. The girl I wasn't allowed to think of in that way. The girl who I was never ever allowed to fall in love with. But I had. I fucking well had!
And there it was... my rock hard cock, wanting more of her, wanting, no needing to be inside her again, to pump into her again.
I stood up and walked to my door. Stark naked I opened it and walked across the landing to Elizabeth's bedroom. I thought about knocking, but only for a fraction of a second. Instead, I opened the door and walked straight in.
Elizabeth was laying on her bed, facing the wall wearing only a dressing gown, hair hanging over the side of her bed. As soon as she heard her door open she quickly turned over and saw me standing in her door way.
"Get out," she said loudly, "get out!"
I didn't say anything, but just stood there looking at her.
Elizabeth saw the look in my eyes and immediately knew what I had come for. "Oh god no, not again," she said, "haven't I done what you wanted?"
"Yes, but I want more," I said looking at her, "I need more Elizabeth, I need more of you!"
"Well you can't have more of me. You can't. I will tell Dad and he will kill you."
"Elizabeth, I've got the video," I reminded her, "take your chances explaining it to Mum & Dad, or accept that we are now together!"
"TOGETHER?!?" Elizabeth exploded, "Together? What the fuck are you talking about?"
I waited a few seconds until I spoke. "Look, I'm ok if you want to carry on seeing girls, but from now on, I am yours and you are now mine! I don't want to see anyone else, I just want you."
Elizabeth laughed a nervous, scared laugh. "You are totally fucked in the head, you know that?"
I stood there looking at her. I knew what I was doing was terribly wrong, but I was now like a drug addict craving his next fix.
"So what's it to be Elizabeth?" I said, "Do you want me to leave? Do you want to take your chances? Or should I stay?"
"You fucking asshole," she said, "you FUCKING asshole. When does this stop?"
"When we've had enough. Maybe never."
"What's the WE bit?" she said. "It's all about you, you fucking rapist!"
Ouch, that stung! I knew there was an element of truth to what she had just said, but I hadn't actually raped her nor would I ever do that. Granted it was close, but she had consented in order to avoid our parents finding out about the video.
"You consented Elizabeth," I said.
"Oh fuck off, you gave me no choice." she spat.
"You had a choice, just like you've got one now. And to prove it, I take it that your answer is no. So I will leave you alone and we will see what happens when Mum & Dad get home tomorrow."
I turned to walk away, my cock still rock hard. I stepped towards her door and was going to leave.
"Wait! Wait, let's talk." she said. I turned round.
"Talk about what?"