Chapter 10

Justin was at a loss of what to do and worse his parents would be coming back tomorrow. He knew he should talk to Alex again, but he couldn't bear to see her cry again. She was going to cry again if he didn't tell her the truth, that he liked her too. But he couldn't tell her he liked her, she was his baby sister, he was supposed to protect her. This was so fucked up. He was so stressed that he fell asleep mid-worry.

Justin was having the same conversation with Alex that he had had yesterday. "I don't hate you, Alex. I could never hate you."

"Yeah, but you're disgusted. That's why you've been avoiding me. You think I'm sick and perverted."

"I don't think that," he said.

"I don't believe you," said Alex sobbing hard. She was just about to run from the room when he stopped her.

"I don't think you're disgusting for liking me because I feel the same way about you. I know that I shouldn't, I mean I'm the older brother. I'm supposed to be the responsible one but I think I love you."

"Prove it."

Justin gathered Alex in his arms and kissed her hard. She pulled back breathless. "I can't think when you do that Justin."

He just chuckled and carried her toward the bed. He lay Alex down gently and covered her face with kisses. He couldn't stand it anymore. She was wearing way too many clothes. He ripped open her shirt.

"Such a caveman," she giggled.

"I can't help it. You drive me crazy. Besides you're overdressed."

Justin was kissing her neck and chest and easing her bra down. He attacked her exposed breasts hungrily. He felt like he was possessed, like he would die if he couldn't have her. He flipped up her skirt and pulled down her lacy undies. "I'm going to eat you up," he said playfully.

"Please do."

He buried his head between her legs, lapping at her opening. She moaned and threaded her fingers through his hair. He was thrusting his tongue in and out, pausing only to suck on her clit every few minutes. Her thighs were clamped around his head and she had started to fuck his face. She was screaming his name now as her juices ran down his chin.

Justin pulled back and removed his pants and boxers. He had to be in her now or he would surely die. He thrust into her easily, she was so wet. She pushed him off and onto his back and then straddled him. She was teasing her pussy with the head of his cock. "Please, Alex. I need to be inside you." She sank down impaling herself. He groaned, she was so tight. She rode him slowly at first, gradually picking up speed. He begged and pleaded for her to go faster, to ride him harder. She did. Soon she was screaming his name as she climaxed. "Alex!" he screamed as he thrust into her one last time, spilling his seed.

Justin woke up screaming her name. Alex was pounding on his door. "Justin, open up. What's going on, why were calling me."

"No reason. Bad dream."

"Oh," she sounded disappointed.

"Look Alex, we'll talk later. I have to shower," and change my sheets, he thought. The dream had solved his problems. He knew what he had to do. He had to tell her how he felt and maybe they could be together for real, without love potions. Real intimacy. Obviously they would have to keep it a secret and try to keep the rest of their interactions normal so no one would be suspicious. It was useless to keep fighting it.