EroticReverie

_{*commissioned}*

I drive for a bit , Finn fuming in the passenger seat beside me. 

"Listen, I appreciate you sticking up for me, but me and Jace, we just....I don't know, I can't explain it, he has some kind of power over me, and I can stop him, I have before, so it's NOT his fault." I say.

"Fiona.." his voice is flat and annoyed. "I don't care, do whatever you want." he says and pulls out his phone. 

I chew my lip and look over and see him scrolling through instagram, liking pictures of girls, double tapping, scrolling, double tapping. A part of me is jealous even though I shouldn't be. 

I sigh and keep driving, it's silent the entire way home. 

Once we get out of the car, Finn closes his door and turns, walking down the drive way. 

"where are you going?" I ask closing his drivers side door. 

"A walk." he says without turning around. I jog slowly after him and hear him sigh.

"Can I come?" I ask looking up at him, my shorter legs pacing faster than his as he walks. 

Without looking he inhales and exhales deeply and shrugs. 

"Do whatever you want" he says, just like he said in the car. I roll my eyes and keep walking beside him. 

I follow him down the street, and then down the dead of another and I know where he's going. There's a house at the end that's vacant, and they have a huge spread of land and a large pond with a little dock. Neighborhood kids used to play near it, and I'd always find him alone on the dock whenever he stormed out of the house after a fight with our parents.

He stops at the start of the dock and turns around.

"We can't keep hooking up." He says. 

I  bump into him not realizing he even stopped and turned around.

"What? Why?" I ask and look up at him.

"Because we both know it's wrong, and....that should be all the reason we need." he says.

"Well...I dont see how it matters if we've already done it multiple times...why cant we just keep doi-" 

He cuts me off.

"No Fiona." he shakes his head. "It's done. No more" he says and I pinch my brows together, I can feel the wrinkles between them as I look at him. I step back and try to straighten my face, try not to show I'm offended and kind of hurt by it. 

"Is this because of the Jace thing?" I ask. 

He lets out an irritated sigh. 

"No." he says. 

I shrug. "Then what...I don't see why we ca-"

"Drop it Fiona!" he blurts out cutting me off again. His voice booms in the backyard of the empty property.

I startle backwards, my foot pushing backwards away from him. 

"Fine!" I say loudly, glaring at him for yelling at me. "Don't fucking yell at me" I say. 

He sighs. "I'm sorry, I just...this is fucking, fucked up" he says and runs his hands up and down his face and then through his hair and looks up at the sky. I want to reach out and touch him, hug him, run my hands up his bare torso and chest, take more of him, beg for what he's now denying me. 

"I'm sorry that I...did what I did in the pool" I say. 

He shakes his head. "We both did i Fiona, the blame isn't on you, it's on us." he says. 

"Fuck" he says shaking his head. "What were we thinking? If anyone finds out about his...do you know what people will say? What mom and dad would do? Probably kill both of us, or disown us, or, fuck, I dont know. I cant have people finding out that I not only fucked my sister, but let her take my virginity" he says.

He's right. I know he is, but I'm selfish, and I still want more, and I don't plan on being messy enough that someone would find out. Although, it could be argued, screwing openly in the backyard could be considered risky. 

"You're right" I say and look down, and for some reason can feel my eyes brewing the start of tears, I snarl at the ground, ashamed and confused as to why I feel like crying. "I get it" I say and nod. 

"Good, cause....we just...can't keep doing it." he says.

"I got it Finn" I say and then walk around him and down the dock and sit at the end, taking his spot, I need it more than he does. Our thinking spot, our pity party spot, where we let secret tears fall over the years for a number of reasons.

I hear the old wooden dock move and creak slightly as he walks down it and then with the side of his foot, taps the side of my thigh , indicating he wants me to move over. So I do, and he sits down beside me. 

I turn my head away from him pretending to just stare out over the pond and the land, towards the trees of a small little forest, and I can see the tree house one of the parents built sitting not far back from the tree line. My stupid tears fall from my eyes, when I think about how I fell from the ladder when I was around 11 and twisted my ankle, and Finn a year younger piggy backed me home. My tears fall one after the other. 

"I didn't mean to make you cry" Finn says softly. 

I shake my head still looking away, I clear my throat once and try to steady my voice before speaking.

"I'm not...crying" I say, but I know my voice betrays me and Finn slips his arm around me, grabbing me and pulling me sideways into him, letting me rest my head on his shoulder.

"Okay." he says, even though he knows I really am crying, and I know he feels one of my tears as it drops on his chest. 

"Why are you sad?" he asks after a minute of letting me sniffle, and leak fricken tears all over him. 

"I really don't know" I admit. "I know it's stupid to keep doing it...and you're right....we shouldn't.....but....I don't know....it was comfortable...it was fun...even if it was wrong." I say and his hand stroked the back of my head over my hair. 

"Or maybe my period is starting soon, I don't fricken know" I joke, and we both laugh slightly as I wipe my cheeks with the back of my hand and sit up straight and look at him, eyes watery.

"I'm sorry" I say. "I shouldnt have taken your virginity...even if you agreed....and let me....I shouldnt have done that."

He shrugs. "Virginity is a joke. It's not a big deal to me, that's why I wasn't in  hurry, ....everyone thinks it's some sacred thing.....I don't think that way... it was just my first time having sex....big whoop" he says and shrugs again. 

I nod. He lifts his hand to my face and wipes a tear that falls from my lashes , and he strokes my cheek again with his thumb and he sighs. 

"I'm sorry for being a dick at the party and in the car" he says. 

I shake my head. "I get why you were upset."

He shakes my head. "No you don't"

I nod. "Yes I do, because you want me to not screw around with assholes and Jace is...kinda an asshole." I say. 

He looks at me shaking my head. "Well...he is an asshole...but that's not the only reason I was upset...." he pauses. "I lied." 

My brows pinch. "Lied? Abut what?" I say.

"I really WAS jealous." he says, lowering his hand back to his side and it's his turn to look out over the water. I don't say anything. 

"I saw the way you hung on him, the way he flirted, the way he took you upstairs to fuck you, everyone knowing that's what you were both going off to do, the way he showed you off to that boy with the keys." he says. "I was pissed because, I wished you couldve hung on me, flirted with me, I wished I couldve taken you to fuck you with everyone knowing...and I wouldnt show you off to guys the way he did....but I wanted to be able to if I HAD wanted to. But, you cant do that shit with your fucking sister..." he says shaking his head and looking back at me. 

"No" I say quietly. "I suppose you can't" I say. 

It's not like I want to date you Fiona, but...fuck....I'm obviously attracted to you in a way that I shouldn't be." he says, and I nod because I feel the exact same way.

"Me too." I say. 

He sighs.  "I was just pissed cause I wanted to be able to touch you, and kiss you, and tease you, and I couldnt... I don't want to be fucking jealous of Jace , or any of the guys that want you, because they all fucking do."

I laugh slightly. 

"You know they do." he says before I can object and I bite my lips closed and look at him.

"Everyone wants Fiona Fortune" he says with a sigh, lifting his hand, and brushing my hair back over my shoulder. 

I roll my eyes, and then my eyes are back on his his as his hand swoops up the back of my neck and then slips to the side of my neck and he holds the side of my face, our eyes ping ponging as we start at each other. I absent mindedly lick my lips, anticipating a kiss , and I feel an invisible pull that I fight , not leaning forward, not initiating what he just told me he doesn't want anymore. 

He lets out a sigh. "don't do that."

"Do what?" I ask my eyes looking at his still, I see his eyes lower slightly to my lips. 

"Lick your lips." he says. 

"Sorry" my breath comes out in a whoosh as I apologize because I keep holding my breath staring into his eyes.

"Fiona" his voice sounds strained, like it's begging me for something. 

I shake my head and swallow hard. 

"We can't Finn" I say, because I know he's right. But both of us feel it, the pull to one another, how can we not after having absolutely amazing sex together. 

"Come on" he says as he stands and reaches down, grabbing my hand and pulling me up as I stand. 

"Where?" I ask.

He smiles and pulls me along the dock, around the lake, and I giggle when I realize he's taking me to the tree house. He tests out the rungs nailed to the tree, and it doesn't seem as high up as it did when we were kids, but we climb, and we both stand on the tiny little platform outside the actual house part and we laugh, and he ducks down and into it, and I follow.

Inside there's comics, theres blankets , theres a bean bag in the corner and a small table and a battery powered lamp sittin on the table, but since it's still light out we dont need it. From the looks of it, kids are still using it. 

He plops down into the bean bag chair and holds out his hand. 

"What?" I laugh. 

"Just come here." he says. I walk over, still crouching, he grabs my hand, and pulls me towards him, reaches up with his hands and pulls me onto him. I fall into his lap , straddling him. I laugh, and so does he. His head and shoulders are pinned to the corner of the wall as his hands grips my hips, and he's staring at me as I giggle m but my giggle softens and disappears when I see the way he's looking at me, and realize the way his hands are rubbing up and down the outside of my thighs. 

I swallow hard.

"I dare you to lick your lips." he says. I feel my heart flutter, and stomach flip. I shake my head.

He smiles, his hands sliding up my outer thighs, up my side and he grips my top and pulls it up.

"Finn" I say, my breath hitching, but I lift my arms anyways and let him take my shirt off, my hair falling out of it. With no bra on, his eyes go to my tits a moment, he smiles to himself, and then looks back up at me as he tosses my shirt to the side. 

"Come here" he says quietly and raises his hand up behind my neck, the other on my lower back as he brings my chest to his, our mouths close, our noses brushing as I shake my head slightly. I feel my breasts pressing against him, my nipples brushing against his chest. I swallow hard.

I feel like I'm with a boyfriend in highschool, or middle school, I don't feel like I'm with my brother as his tongue reaches out and traces over my lips, licking them himself. My breath hitches and then I feel his wet lips against mine. I sink my mouth onto his, my body giving in, my hands slide up his chest between us as our mouths give each other the slightest bit of tongue, and his fingers slip up into my hair and he clutches it as our kiss grows more intense. 

I moan quietly when his mouth breaks from mine and he leans forward, while leaning me back and kisses down my neck over my chest and over my breasts, I bite my lip waiting for him to get to my nipples, but I can only feel his chin, or his breath as he avoids them , he breathes over one purposefully, and his hot breath against my skin makes me moan. 

"Take your pants off" he whispers. I lift my head and look at him and he gently pushes me off his lap and I stand and I shuffle out of my pants, and he pushes down his shorts, I look down before straddling him again, and see his cock hard and ready, and I can feel myself wet between my legs. With my pants and panties off I straddle him again. 

"Are you sure?" I ask him as I slip back onto his lap, his hands gently grabbing my waist guiding me back onto him. He nods.

"So fucking sure Fiona" he says my name and I put my mouth to his again, and he reaches down, his fingers exploring between my legs, he slides one finger between my slit, rubbing my clit softly and then slides it down and plays in my wetness a moment, making sure I'm ready for him, then grabs his dick as I lift up slightly and he guides it to my pussy and I lower myself onto him.

My eyes roll back immediately at how good he feels sliding into me, his thick cock stretches me slowly as I sink every inch of him into me slowly. 

"Fiona" he groans slightly and he leans his head back into the corner of the wall. 

I grab his shoulders and lean forward slightly as I lift myself up and then back down, both of us moaning.

"You're so wet" he says looking at me. I nod and bite my lip and we lock our eyes as I ride him slowly. 

"I don't want to stop Finn." I say. "I know we should, I know we need  to...but I don't want to." I say, moving up and down on his dick, and I start to breathe faster, riding slightly harder. 

"I know." he says. "I don't think I can." he looks at me, grabs my face and pull it to his. 

"You feel too good to stop.........and I love seeing you cum.....being the one who makes you cum..." he says against my mouth, both of us panting. I move faster, we moan into each others mouths and then he leans forward and puts me on my back, on the scratchy blanket that's on the floor, but I don't care. It reminds me of being young, doing things with boys I wasn't supposed to be doing. I spread my legs as he starts to thrust into me, and he pushes up on his hands, hovering over me, I place my hands on his chest as we look at each other. 

"I swear to god, nobody has ever felt as good as you" I say. 

"You turn me on so much" I say. 

"You turn me on too" he says with a smile, and I yelp when he thrusts harder, faster, deeper. I wrap my arms around him, and my legs as he leans down and thrusts into me. 

His hips are pumping, his cock burying itself in the wet sex of my pussy, 

"Keep fucking me" I pant. "Don't stop.....don't ever stop" I whine. 

He grunts slightly and keeps going.

"I want this forever Finn" I whisper in his ear, he lifts his head and he grins as he thrusts. 

"Me too" he says and kisses my mouth. "Me too"