Incest Little sis Anjali

[prasannas2001]

 
When his palm cupped her breast fully, thumb brushing over her nipple, she gasped softly.
 
"Rohan..."
 
"Hmm?" His voice was innocent, but his touch was anything but.
 
He squeezed gently, and her nipple hardened against his palm.
 
"We said we'd watch the movie."
 
"I am watching," he murmured, but his other hand joined the first, both hands now exploring her breasts, kneading and teasing until she was squirming against him.
 
"You're not even looking at the screen," she breathed.
 
"Neither are you." His lips found her neck, kissing and sucking the sensitive skin while his hands continued their assault on her senses.
 
She twisted in his arms, straddling his lap to face him properly.
 
The movie forgotten entirely now.
 
His hands immediately went to her hips, grinding her down against the obvious bulge in his shorts.
 
"Can't keep my hands off you," he confessed, voice rough with need.
 
"I keep thinking I'll get enough, but then I look at you and I just, "
 
She kissed him, swallowing his words, rocking against him in a rhythm that had them both groaning into each other's mouths.
 
His hands slid under her tank top, warm palms on bare skin, traveling up her ribs until he was cupping her breasts, thumbs circling her nipples with maddening precision.
 
"Bedroom," Anjali panted when they broke for air.
 
"I need, we need, "
 
"Yes," Rohan agreed immediately.
 
They scrambled off the couch, hands still on each other, stealing kisses as they stumbled toward the stairs.
 
They didn't go to their own rooms.
 
By unspoken agreement, they headed to their parents' bedroom, the forbidden space that had become their secret sanctuary.
 
The large bed with its rumpled sheets from this morning beckoned.
 
But they stood at the foot of it, suddenly slower, more deliberate.
 
"Come here," Rohan said softly, pulling her close.
 
This kiss was different, deeper, more meaningful, carrying all the things they couldn't say out loud.
 
His hands cradled her face like she was precious, breakable, even as desire burned between them.