I wake up to find clear blue eyes looking down on me. 'Hey' I whisper

'hey yourself, how are you feeling?'

'A little sore but no biggy' I try to smile but I think it comes over as more of a wince.

Catherine starts to play with my hair, it's relaxing and I close my eyes.

'Sara? Er mum is at work but she said that me or Libby were to help you shower and I'm guessing you'd rather it was me?'

'Er, I'll be fine on my own' I plead

'No way you can barely move' God she is stubborn.

I give a resigned sigh and nod my head, she's smiling but this is going to be hell for me. She helps me up leads me to the bathroom, locking the door behind us she turns and starts to undress me. I know I'm bright red and keep my eyes to the ground, holding onto the sink to keep myself upright.

Catherine starts to undo the bandages and I gasp in pain, she keeps muttering sorry over and over until the last one is off, checking the temperature she leads me to the shower and I sit on the far edge nervously. Catherine then starts to strip and I'm worried I'm losing my sanity. I clear my throat and whisper 'What are you doing?'

She rolls her eyes and says 'taking a shower with you, my clothes will get all wet if I keep them on' I can't help but drag my eyes over her body as I whisper 'oh'

If I thought that taking the bandages off had hurt then I had forgotten this next part, I had to bite back a scream when she aimed the shower at me. it wasn't too hot or fast but it really hurt. I whimpered. She helped me up and began to help me wash the dried blood from my back, it was weird this mixture of pain and arousal. Having Catherine touch me was something from my fantasies but I felt so exposed, and it was such an effort standing. I leaned into Catherine and hugged her tightly, I heard her release a little gasp as our bodies came into contact but she continued to wash my back.

I kissed her neck and her hands froze 'thank you Catherine' I whisper 'You've been amazing' She pulls back slightly to look into my eyes and places a chaste kiss on my lips. I blush again and lean in for another more lingering kiss. I wrap my hands in her hair and hear her moan into my mouth. God that was sexy, and I'm so turned on it's unreal I keep up the exploration, biting on her lower lip every now and then just to draw a moan from her.

'WHAT THE HELL IS TAKING SO LONG' Libby yells

I pull back completely guilty and afraid. Thank God the door was locked.

'We're almost finished, chill Libby' Catherine says smoothly before pulling me back for another deep mind blowing kiss. Is it bad I never want to stop this. Yeah I thought so.

Reluctantly she pulls back and grabs the towels, wrapping me up first then herself. She gathers my clothes and leads me back to her room.

'why are you BOTH wet?' Libby questions

'How else was I meant to get in the shower to clean her wounds without getting my clothes wet?' Catherine questioned.

Libby went pale and walked into the bathroom, which surprised me as I really thought she'd have a come back. Catherine shook her head and continued to her room. She led me to the bed and I sat down, Catherine straddled my lap, the only thing between me and her nakedness was my towel. Fuck. She leaned in and kissed me again, her hands wrapped in my hair, my hands were on her back tracing patterns, I reached down to her thighs and deepened the kiss, I felt her grind into me and I let out a moan.

'we shouldn't.. Libby?' I try to protest but her fingers graze over my breast

'If you want me to stop, just say' Catherine says and takes my breast in her hand more firmly massaging it causing me to moan and arch into her for more contact. 'I'll be careful, I promise' Catherine smiles and my last resolve falls away.

She continues to grind against me and its driving me mad, I flip our positions, wincing slightly as I catch a cut and kiss her lightly before removing her towel. I lean back and just absorb her beauty. I trail a hand down between her breasts and I see her quiver when I reach just above her pussy. I trail a hand between her legs and gently stroke her, I can already feel she is ready for me but I have barely started with her. She will remember this for a long time. I tease her stroking gently at her thighs and her pussy, whilst kissing her, I feel her groan in frustration and buck her hips to get more contact. I move down her body kissing as I go and spread her legs so I can fit between them. She shivers in anticipation and I slowly drag my tongue over her slit. I seek out her clit and begin to flick at it with a furious pace which has her bucking within moments, I know she's close so I insert a finger I can feel her walls clenching and I pump it in and out whilst suckling at her clit, her moans are getting really loud and in the back of my mind I remember we should be quiet. But she is hot and so close that I continue. 'Urgh, fuck, SARA' She comes in my hand and I continue licking her slowly easing her down. I nuzzle her pussy and dart my tongue in for one last taste, causing Catherine to groan.

'What are you doing to my sister' Libby is glaring.

I rip my hand from Catherine causing her to buck and dive under the covers.

'it's called sex libby' Catherine smirks, this is so not funny why is she smirking.

'I'm glad I told your father Sara, and to be frank you deserved that beating' Libby spat

'What did you do!?' Catherine asked enraged

'Told him to keep his dykey daughter in line, and keep her away from my sister' Libby fumed though had gone pale realising her mistake. She didn't realise what she had done though, no wonder the beating was worse than usual. He never said why but then he didn't always.

'get out, you're dead to me' Catherine fumed. Pushing Libby out of her room, she locked the door. Making her way over to me she said I'm so sorry, I had no idea. I'm sorry I caused you this.

I shake my head. 'It's not your fault'

She hesitantly leans in to kiss me and I close the distance, blocking out the last few seconds and just getting lost in Catherine. I feel safe and wanted here.