thrust into me, it pushed me back on the bed a little. I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him closer. The rest of the world faded away. All I could concentrate on was the sensation of his fabulous phallus sliding in and out of me. We had found the perfect rhythm. Our bodies moved as one. I was about to come again.
“Mark.”
When I cried out his name, an orgasm even bigger than my first rushed from all over my body, centering between my legs. I squeezed his cock tight as he kept up his motions. As I shook, he continued to fuck me. I looked up at his face. It was contorted in pleasure. He was close to coming. He slowed down, angling his stroke just a little bit differently.
“Yes!” he cried out as he came.
“Yes, baby,” I cooed.
He groaned as he slipped out of me. I tried to catch my breath as he laid down on the bed next to me, his legs also dangling over the side. Our naked skin touched.
“That was amazing,” I said.
“I agree. Better than I thought.”
“You’ve thought of doing that before, huh?” I teased.
“Whatever. As long as we can do it again.”
I sighed. “I don’t know, Mark. No one’s going to understand us in a relationship.”
“You don’t know that.”
“Seriously? You don’t think mom and dad would throw a fit?”
“So what. We’re adults now, right?”
“I guess.”
“Give me a month. Let me prove my love. You’re going to be graduating soon.”
“In a month.”
“So, yeah. Let me help you and see if this could work.”
“Okay.”
I was closer to sober than I had been earlier, but when it came to Mark my mind was always clear. While I’d never said anything, my crush on him went back a long way. We kissed again, cementing the agreement. Just as it was getting good, I heard someone rattling the doorknob. A moment later, they banged loudly on the door.
“Who the fuck is in my room?” a guy yelled.
Both of us jumped up and got dressed.
“What are we going to tell him? I asked.
“I’ll handle it. Just get ready to run.”
“You don’t think it’s going to come down to that, do you?”
“No, but you never know. I want to make sure you’re safe.”
“Aww, you’re my hero, my knight in shining armor, my…”
“Okay, smart ass. Let’s go.”
He unlocked and opened the door with one hand while he held one of mine in the other. As soon as it opened, he tossed my costume on the guy. With the tie-dye sheet under his arm and holding my hand in his, he took off past the guy toward the stairs. We made it downstairs before the dude figured out what the hell was going on. A moment later, we were outside and headed toward his car. I was safe.
Six
Mark
“Do you know what our friends are going to say about this?” Mom asked from the head of the dining room table.
Dad paced back and forth behind her. Every few seconds, he looked over at us as if he was about to say something important, but nothing came out of his mouth and he went back to pacing the floor.
“Mom, it’s not like we’re blood related,” Carissa said.
“Carissa Mae Jones, it does matter.”
We both knew when she used our full name she was extremely pissed. Two weeks had passed since the big party. A single night had not passed without me sleeping next to Carissa. It was a little awkward for her at first, but the more we made love, the more we both realized we were meant for each other. I put my arm around my stepsister’s shoulders.
“We’re in love. There’s nothing you can do to stop us from getting married.” I looked up at my father. “You know how I was so down the other week? Well, it’s because they diagnosed me with cancer. I thought I was going to die.”
He stopped pacing and stared at me. “Why didn’t you tell us?”
“Does it matter? All you two think about is you. We’re our own people.”
“Yeah,” Carissa said, jumping in. “We make a great team. And we’re happy together.”
“Thinking I was going to die changed my entire