Xander

“Thank you again for joining us this evening, it’s certainly been a shocking revelation,” Nancy, the bottled-blonde newscaster says.

“My pleasure,” I say flashing her my broadest, biggest TV smile.

The interview only lasted five minutes but I told her and Phil more than I’d originally planned. I was only going to tell them that the story was about my father, and that Luna and I are no longer a couple, instead I dropped in the fact that Luna and my father were carrying on the so-called perverted sex acts she accused me of doing. I’ll let them do their homework and figure out the real relationship, with my father half-raising Luna.

I close down my phone’s Skype and toss it on the dining table in front of me.

“That was impressive,” Elsie says. She sat in a dining chair beside me during the interview, just out of the video shot.

“It should blow up the internet,” I say with confidence. Luna wanted a news story, she can’t say I didn’t give her one. I’m sure the attention will be heavy on all three of us for the next few days but at least I’ll be the one in the positive light.

And no one has the ability to say anything about Elsie.

Now I can get back to her. I still can’t believe I told her that I love her. I do love her. I’ve never felt this way about anyone, I’m just surprised the words came out of me as easily as they did.

With her, she makes me see that anything is possible. Even walking away from everything I’ve ever known and starting a new life.

As long as she is in it, nothing else matters.

Elsie picks up the phone and stares at my password screen. “Aren’t you curious to see what people are saying?”

“I’m far more interested in picking up where we left off before we were interrupted,” I say, taking the phone from her hand and setting it on the table.

Clasping her hand tight in mine, I stand and pull her out of the chair. Holding her eyes in mine, I whip her T-shirt over her head and unclasp her bra. Her pert breasts draw my attention and my dick stiffens in my jeans.

Meshing my hand through her hair, I tilt her head exposing her neck. I nibble it and drag my tongue down its length and to her pearled nipples.

She moans and I scoop her into my arms and carry her to the bedroom. Laying her gently on the bed, I undo her jeans and pull them off with her panties.

I stand tall and survey Elsie as she lies naked on the bed. For the first time in my life I’m filled with an inner peace and it’s all because of her.

“What are you looking at?” she asks, bending her knees sideways on the bed and laying an arm across her forehead.

How could I ever even begin to answer that question? I’m looking at my new reality and my future. At the woman who made my life make sense. The woman who showed me I’m not like my father and that I am capable of loving someone. And being loved back. Shaking my head, I smile and strip off my clothes.

“Something good? Nice?” Elsie says with a coy smile.

“Perfection,” I say and climb onto the bed. A loud chuckle bursts from Elsie but I don’t tell her that I was being serious.

Instead, I clap my mouth over hers, turning her laugh into a moan. I knead her breasts until her nipples harden and I roam my hand over her soft skin until I reach her pussy. I slide my fingers across it, she’s already wet and my dick aches to be inside her.

Ignoring her entrance, I press my finger against her clit and rub until Elsie cries out. Normally there are so many things I want to do to her, so many ways I want to touch her and make her scream but right now all I’m interested in is the boring old missionary position with her arms and legs wrapped around me and her lips on mine so I can be as close to her as possible.

As much as I want to be bare inside her, in lightning speed I grab a condom from the bedside table and put it on.

Positioning my tip between her legs, I push inside her slick walls as I kiss her. Elsie grips my shoulders and tilts her hips and wraps her legs around mine. As I move, my chest rubs against her breasts and the contact sends shudders over my skin.

Her walls are tight around my shaft and I move slowly in and out of her, savoring every second. In life, there are some things you never want to end and this is one of them.

We kiss and nuzzle and rest and kiss some more, all while I’m inside her. My balls draw against me and my shaft throbs. I stop moving until they calm down. I’m aware of time passing but at the same time not having enough of it.

I gently pump into her again and again until I lose myself in her. Elsie moans and squirms underneath me and I thrust harder and harder. Her walls spasm around me and my cock throbs again. This time I’m helpless to stop it and I dissolve into a massive orgasm.

Both our bodies are slick with sweat and I roll off her, flopping exhausted beside her.

“Wow,” Elsie says in a breathless voice.

I smile and kiss her forehead. “It was good,” I say.

She laughs, a tired and exhausted chuckle and says, “I’m so tired.”

“It’s late, let’s go to sleep,” I say and pull the blankets over us.

Wrapped in my arms, Elsie closes her eyes and falls instantly asleep. I lie thinking about everything that’s happened and most of all about Elsie and what our future might look like.

I wonder if I can convince her to quit her job and we can use my trust fund to open her dream hotel. My mind runs through a hundred scenarios of all the different ways we can grow old together.

Exhausted, my body grows heavy, and I sink into the bed.

My phone rings incessantly, stirring me from my sleep. Elsie is cradled tight against me, our legs entwined.

The ringing still hasn’t stopped, and I disentangled myself from her to turn off the phone before it wakes her. In the dim light I move through the small apartment and retrieve my phone from the dining table.

It’s Luna. I’d planned to turn the phone off without answering but my finger slides across the screen and I say, “Hello.”

“How could you do this to me?” She screeches and I pull the phone away from my head to save my eardrum.

“I did warn you,” I say with a firm voice. I have no regrets.

“You’ve ruined my life.”

“Nah, I just couldn’t fix it. Only you can do that.”

“What are you talking about?”

I sigh and say, “I tried to help you, but you need professional help.”

“What the fucking fuck are you talking about?”

“Listen, I’ve tried and tried to help you, but you only ended up bringing me down with you.”

“So, you’re just walking away from me and the show?”

“Yeah, and my father and mother and everyone else.” It feels good to say it out loud, like it solidifies my decision and there’s no turning back.

“But what will I do now?”

“Sort yourself out and come find me again. You’re my sister, at least in my mind. I want you in my life but not if it means spending all the negative energy that I have been.”

“Oh God, don’t tell me that girl in the photo has been filling your head with this shit.” My hand balls into a fist and my chest heaves. I have to stop myself from hurling the phone at the wall.

“The girl in the photo is the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”

“Whatever. She’ll be yesterday’s news soon enough.”

“She’d better be, I don’t want to see her get any more abuse online.”

“I meant for you. You’ll get bored and discard her soon enough.”

“Not a chance, Elsie is mine now and it’s going to stay that way.” I’m done, I’ve said everything I want to say to Luna and I hang up the phone and switch it off.

I pad back across the floor to the bedroom and crawl back into bed with Elsie. Pulling her tight against me, I drape my arm over her. In the haze of the dark I look at her breathing, she’s an amazing sight I could watch all night.