Incest Little sis Anjali and her friends

[prasannas2001]

The Late Night Conversations after the Kiss
 
The apartment was still. Their parents' room was dark, door closed.
 
Rohan slipped inside like a shadow, but Anjali was already waiting, her door slightly ajar, a sliver of lamplight spilling into the hallway.
 
He entered and locked the door behind him.
 
Anjali was on her bed, legs tucked beneath her. One look at his face and her lips curved.
 
"You did it."
 
Rohan let the smile come. "I kissed her, Anju."
 
A delighted gasp. She patted the bed. "Here. Now. Everything."
 
He dropped beside her, staring at the ceiling, still buzzing. "She was so ready. All that loneliness, all those years, I touched her face and she leaned into it like she'd been waiting her whole life. And the kiss..." He turned his head. "We moved closer. Her hand in my hair. Her body against mine. She wanted it. I can tell"
 
"Of course she did. She's starved." Anjali lay down beside him, her shoulder pressed to his. "And now?"
 
"Now she's lying in her bed, alone, replaying it."
 
"Then don't let her replay it alone." Anjali propped herself up, her dark hair falling around her face. "Message her. Right now. It's late. Her defenses are down. Remind her body what it felt like."
 
Rohan already had his phone out.
 
 
 
Rohan: Still awake?
 
Blue ticks. Immediate.
 
Mamta: Yes.
 
Rohan: Can't sleep?
 
Mamta: You know I can't.
 
Rohan: Good. Neither can I. I keep thinking about tonight.
 
Mamta: Rohan...
 
Rohan: Say my name again.
 
Anjali laughed softly, her breath warm against his neck. "Bold start. I like it." She pressed a kiss just below his ear, and he shivered.
 
Mamta: You're impossible.
 
Rohan: And you kissed me. So what does that make you?
 
Mamta: A fool, probably.
 
Rohan: A beautiful fool, then. The most beautiful one I've ever met.