My dick was so hard I could feel the pain in my balls. As if it wasn’t enough spending all those weeks without a good night’s sleep, thinking about Inaya’s delicious body, completely naked and excited in my swimming pool. It was carved on my memory, taking away any peace I might have found, and making me want to find her in that house, especially after seeing her in that dress at the party, walking around with the plate in her hands and trying to escape the harassment of those idiots. Now I was in her bed, so close that I could smell her subtle scent and feel her warmth. It made me so horny I wanted to pounce on her, but I couldn’t touch her.
She was even more beautiful up close. She had an angelic face, as perfect as a doll’s, with naturally long lashes, which were more evident now that she had closed her eyes. Her long, black hair spread all over the pillow, giving her a wild look. Her fleshy mouth seemed to beg for a kiss and awoke my lustiest thoughts. The extreme cleavage of her dress showed part of her large, firm breasts. The slit in her skirt showed her firm thigh and velvet skin. She was completely feminine and sexy. She bewitched me and made impossible for me to leave, although I knew I had to do what was right because I had nothing to offer her, not even time.
Jeffrey was the right man for her, not because she was the first woman he really seemed interested in, but because they were both young and they could build a life together.
However, fate wasn’t helping me respect my brother’s desire for that girl; on the contrary, it seemed to conspire against it. It should have been Jeffrey, not me, lying beside her, it should have been him taking care of her at the party and keeping those jerks, company shareholders and his friends, from harassing her and led to what the harassment nearly caused.
While he seemed to like her, Jeffrey acted like he didn’t care, fucking other women almost since the party started. I guess it was his way, a boy raised in Brooklyn, a recovering drug addict, and definitely not used to have so many beautiful women at his disposal. I could understand that he was just enjoying what he missed all this time. Once he got sick of it – and he would – he would get serious with someone and that could be Inaya, because, unlike me, he could give her a future. I couldn’t ruin the possibility of their happiness or risk losing my brother’s love.
Inaya lay still for a long time with her eyes closed. Her breathing was slow, and I was certain she was asleep. I could leave and that’s what I should have done. However, my body refused to respond to my brain’s better judgement and didn’t move. Every part of me refused to leave.
I couldn’t take my eyes off her face keep from wondering how soft her translucent, perfect skin was, nor breathing in the sweet scent of her hair. Every part of me was begging me to touch her, until I lost my willpower and put my hand on her face, caressing her skin with my fingertips. It really was the softest skin I’ve ever touched.
I should have stopped there, but my most primitive instincts made me go farther and I touched her shiny hair. It was as soft as imagined it would be. I couldn’t resist, I needed to feel her, even if for just a moment. I touched her lips with mine and brushed my lips softly against hers, feeling the excitement all over my body, losing any control I still had. Acting like a horny animal, I pressed my tongue against her lips, demanding passage, and that was when Inaya opened her eyes, taking me by surprise.
My first impulse was to pull away, but she opened her mouth to receive my tongue at the same time putting one hand behind my neck, gently holding me, too gently to keep me there if I refused, asking me to kiss her, and all my resistance collapsed.
How could I resist? I wanted her too much to stop now.
Without power to fight the desire burning inside me, I lay over her and kissed her as if her lips held the last vestige of oxygen on earth, putting my entire tongue inside her mouth, rubbing against her almost desperately and feeling her urgent response. Although there was a very subtle hesitation from her. What the hell, if I had gone that far and she allowed it, I’d go to the end. It was too late to stop the excitement growing inside me.
I made her open her legs with one hand and lowered my hips between them, rubbing my erection over her intimacy a little roughly, with our clothes still on, just to let her know what would happen, and where I wanted to be.
Inaya shuddered and let a gentle moan escape from her lips to mine, further igniting my passion.
Without warning, I put my lips on her chest, biting and sucking her delicious skin, the animal inside me urging me to devour her. I slipped my hands into the deep vee of her dress’ plunging neckline, pushing aside the fabric and freeing her breasts. I raised up, pausing to appreciate them, just as yearned to do when I first saw her that evening by the pool.
Holy shit! They were beautiful! Exactly as I remembered; big, firm and, best of all, real.
I closed my mouth over one of her nipples, raking my teeth over it before sucking it hard.
Inaya shuddered again, looking fragile under my body. This time, she let go a loud moan and her hips came up to rub her intimacy on me as I had just done to her, making it clear she was as excited as I was.
Her delicate fingers pressed my short hair behind my head, pressing me to breasts. I sucked until her nipple was completely hard and went to the other, circling my tongue on the areola around the nipple before putting it in my mouth.
The more I tasted her, the more I needed to have her. I wanted to kiss her whole body, to feast on her pleasure. When I slid my hand under dress to touch her more intimately, Inaya’s body tensed. She flinched and I felt like I’d die if she denied me now.
“Jared.” She whispered, her breath coming in short, heavy bursts.
“Inaya, say anything, but don’t ask me to stop.”
I put my hand on her small panties, touching her soft exposed skin, leaving no doubt about my intentions, and she shuddered again.
“I don’t want you to stop. I just need to tell you something.”
I didn’t want hear anything or need to know anything beyond this moment, I just wanted to be inside her. I pulled the delicate silk aside, ripping her panties and exposing her when I felt her sudden tensing under me. Something was wrong.
I remembered the pregnancy, and that she said she felt pain during intercourse and that I was doing what Jeffrey had tried, exactly what I promised I wouldn’t do. That was enough for me to get off Inaya, as fast as I got on top of her. I got up from bed with my body burning with desire and the blood pounding in my veins. My dick hurt, asking for relief.
I looked away and took deep breaths, trying to quench the fire inside me.
“I shouldn’t have done it.” I said guiltily. I knew I shouldn’t betray my brother.
“Yes, you should. I don’t want you to stop, I just want to talk before.” She said, breathless.
I turned to face her and her image led me back to where we stopped. She was sitting in bed, her face flushed with desire and her hair falling uncontrolled over her shoulders. Her breasts were still naked and her legs spread, with a fine silk covering her intimacy. It was a fragile barrier between me and what I wanted most.
I needed to be strong to resist that woman.
“I can’t do this, Inaya. Jeffrey likes you, I’ve never seen him so interested in another girl and he’s the closest family I have, I can’t let him down.”
I saw her lips trembling; a sadness crept over her face.
“I don’t want Jeffrey. I want you. This will never change.”
“It may. He’s a good person, he can charm you yet.”
“He’ll never,” she said with a strange certainty.
I calmed myself and straightened my clothes. I ran my fingertips through my hair and prepared to leave the room, not because I wanted to, but because I needed to.
“Don’t tell him any of what happened here to him, please,” I entreated.
She didn’t say anything, just watched me with resignation. I opened the door and left.