Family secrets, painful betrayal, and a powerful comeback drive this emotional and addictive short drama.
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00:00We share sisters. He was supposed to be family, but when he grabbed my throat and told me not to
00:04struggle, something inside me cracked. I didn't want him to let go.
00:07Are you serious? You really expect me to share a cramped back seat with my brother for the next two
00:12days? Sam, you're fucking huge!
00:18Watch your language.
00:19Mom snaps. She's carrying the twins. My three-year-old half-sisters. One on each hip. I bite back the
00:26next round of curses.
00:27Listen, Becca. I know this isn't ideal, but...
00:35Samir and his freakishly long legs, and me, crammed into the third row of Dad's Black Tahoe.
00:41The rest of the space is jam-packed with boxes of fragiles and valuables.
00:45This is seriously unfair.
00:48I grit my teeth, fist the hem of my oversized t-shirt,
00:54Barely resisting the urge to hurl my flip-flue at my step-brother's beautiful, beautiful dark brown waves.
01:03Why can't I ride with you, Mom?
01:06The girls have their own seats.
01:08The car seats.
01:09That's what it's about.
01:11They take up the entire back row of Mom's white Lexus.
01:14Her front passenger seat is piled with duffel bags. There's literally no room for me.
01:19You're living in luxury while I'm stuck here with...
01:30Samir gives me a challenging look.
01:31He leans back against the slide, stuffs his hands into the pockets of his gray sweatpants.
01:35I try so hard not to let my eyes wander below his chest.
01:39I fight the overwhelming urge to flip him off.
01:41I wanted to see if what people say about gray sweatpants is true.
01:45I failed.
01:46He cracked a hint of a smile.
01:48I fought the overwhelming urge to flip him off.
01:54There you go.
01:56Oh yeah, because road tripping with two toddlers is so luxurious.
02:01Mom's voice drips with sarcasm.
02:05Fair point.
02:06Mira and Amelia might look like angels in their matching yellow sundresses with white bows in their pigtails.
02:12But they're actually little hellocks when they're unhappy.
02:15Their piercing cries will make your ears bleed.
02:19I would literally do anything for them.
02:21Throw myself in front of them to protect them from anything and everything.
02:24But road tripping with them for two days straight?
02:27I'm not sure which is worse.
02:29Cramped in with Samir or trapped with screaming toddlers.
02:32Samir doesn't argue like I have been.
02:33He just folds his six-foot, 200-pound frame to climb in.
02:37His broad back stretching his red University of Arizona t-shirt.
02:41A taunting reminder that he applied to and got into the same university I did.
02:45That's why our parents decided to relocate to Tucson.
02:48We can save money by continuing to live with them.
02:51Which means I'm stuck with Samir for at least another four years.
02:56Fuck my life.
02:58Samir makes room for me to slide in next to him.
03:00Well, not really next to him.
03:01Only one of my ass cheeks actually fits on the seat.
03:03Between his hip and the boxes on my right, I'm practically sitting on top of Samir.
03:07Dad arranges the last of the boxes.
03:08Creating a cardboard wall between us in the back and him up in front.
03:1435 minutes into the drive, my right ass cheek starts losing feeling.
03:17All my weight resting on it.
03:18I try to scooch as far away from Samir as possible.
03:20My stepbrother and I have never gotten along.
03:21After his mom, Visa, and my dad, Kevin, got married,
03:23they moved us into a new house when I was 14.
03:24Samir has hated me ever since.
03:26As if it was somehow my fault that his mom wanted to get married
03:28and move halfway across the country.
03:29Being forced to spend the next two days half on top of asshole Samir's lap
03:33takes the cake.
03:34The only reason we aren't already screaming at each other
03:36is because dad will sick mom on us whenever we stop for gas and snacks.
03:39She might be the best stepmom ever,
03:42but her mom glare is seriously terrifying.
03:44I curse under my breath as I squirm for the thousandth time,
03:48trying fruitlessly to relieve the pressure on my side.
03:51But there's literally nowhere to go.
03:53I accidentally on purpose elbow Samir in the gut
03:56trying to reposition myself.
03:59I squeal in surprise when he roughly grabs me around the waist,
04:02settles me fully on top of his lap,
04:04my back pressed flat against his solid chest.
04:10What are you doing?
04:12Trying and failing to wiggle off his lap.
04:14The last thing I want is to be forced to touch him any more than I already have to.
04:19Yet here I am,
04:20sitting on his lap like a little kid
04:22taking pictures with Santa Claus at the mall.
04:31God damn it, stop it!
04:32Samir groans in relief as he manspans his legs to fill my tiny vacated space.
04:37My eyes flare wide with shock and minor panic.
04:41He wraps his large hand around the front of my throat,
04:44flattens me back against his solid chest.
04:46We may be known to fight like the devil,
04:48but not once has he ever laid hands on me.
04:50I go freakically stiff.
04:52He tightens his grip,
04:54applying pressure to the sides of my neck,
04:56bands his other arm around my stomach.
04:58I'm just as uncomfortable as you, Becca, but tough shit.
05:00His breath bands my cheeks.
05:01For once, stop being a brat and making things worse
05:04with all your damn huffing and puffing.
05:05Got it?
05:08He loosens his grip when I try to nod.
05:11Then finally lets go.
05:15I guilt for air,
05:17my heart beating erratically in my chest.
05:23For the next two hours,
05:25I sit stock still on Samir's lap.
05:28I don't dare move.
05:30Don't dare breathe too hard.
05:32His corded arm stays locked around my stomach the entire time.
05:35He never once removes it.
05:37And his thumb?
05:38His thumb rubs up and down my side.
05:41Slowly, absentmindedly.
05:43Like he doesn't even realize he's doing it.
05:45When we finally make our first pit stop,
05:47I nearly fall out of the taqma.
05:48I sprint into the gas station to get away from Samir
05:50and the fluttery feeling in my belly that won't go away.
05:52I don't know what to think.
05:53He never once removed his arm from around my stomach.
05:56His thumb rubbed up and down my side for two straight hours.
05:58And I didn't stop him.
05:59I didn't want him to stop.
06:05Soon after our parents finish topping up the gas
06:07and letting the girls run around,
06:09we get back on the road.
06:10Samir pulls me back on top of him
06:12when dad climbed into the driver's seat.
06:14Neither of us wants him to know
06:16that I've been sitting on Samir's lap this whole time.
06:19Everything okay back there, kids?
06:20Dad shouts to be heard over the highway noise from the front.
06:23The cardboard wall of boxes is tall enough
06:25that we can't see each other in the rearview mirror.
06:27He doesn't clock the exaggerated eye roll I give him.
06:29Sure, dad.
06:30We're having so much fun braiding each other's hair
06:33and talking about our crushes.
06:35Right, Samir?
06:36I'm having fun.
06:38Goosebumps rise along my arms
06:40when Samir whispers so that only I will hear.
06:43He doesn't sound the least it sarcastic.
06:47I shoot him a questioning look over my shoulder.
06:53Several hours later,
06:54my hips are killing me
06:56from sitting in the same position for so long.
06:58I do my best to keep still
07:00after Samir barks at me to quit squirming again.
07:03But it's a losing battle.
07:05Dad's cringy dad rock music is blasting from the front.
07:08I shout for him to pull over so I can stretch.
07:10But mom says the girls are finally napping
07:12and doesn't want to risk waking them by stopping.
07:14I try to argue.
07:15Dad cranks the volume to an ear spading level
07:18cutting me off.
07:18I grind my teeth.
07:20Have half a mind to accidentally kick a hole
07:22in one of the boxes of breakables.
07:28What's wrong?
07:29Samir asks with a tone.
07:30I haven't heard from him before.
07:33They ache like they do when I'm about to get my period.
07:35I need to stretch my legs, but there's no room.
07:38Put your knees up on the seat.
07:42I turn to stare at him over my shoulder,
07:45bunching my brows with confusion.
07:47On the seat?
07:48How?
07:48He pats the sliver of space
07:50between the seatbelt buckles on either side of him.
07:53Feet here.
07:54Then he taps the edge of the seat.
07:56Knees here.
07:57Samir directs me to slip off my sandals.
08:00With a firm grip on my hips,
08:02he slides me forward.
08:04Helps me scoot each foot up onto the seat.
08:07My face heats as I realize I'm sitting,
08:10sitting reverse cowhardish style on his lap.
08:12Now drop your head back on my shoulder.
08:14He pulls me back against his chest.
08:16I obey.
08:16Breath escapes me as he grips my hips
08:18and lifts my lower body into a deep bridge position.
08:21Every muscle in my torso stretches.
08:23The ache in my hips eases instantly.
08:25I close my eyes and moan.
08:28Fuck Becca.
08:30His nose brushes the column of my neck.
08:34Then he pushes with more force to extend the stretch.
08:37Up and down.
08:39Flex.
08:40And release.
08:41Release.
08:45We hold the position for almost a minute
08:47before his arms start to shake.
08:49I might be smaller than him,
08:50but I'm no featherweight.
08:51Samir has stayed strong from years of LaGrosse
08:53and working out five days a week.
08:55But holding me up like this can't be easy for him.
08:58I'm good now.
08:59I lie.
09:00Slightly embarrassed.
09:01Samir groans and drops me back onto his lap.
09:03He doesn't loosen his hold on my hips.
09:04I'm more than a little aware
09:05that I'm still sitting on him reverse cowher style.
09:07But for some strange reason,
09:08neither of us moves to readjust.
09:10After years of non-stop arguing,
09:12this is the longest we've gone
09:13without getting on each other's nerves,
09:14which is in itself slightly unnervening.
09:16Thanks.
09:17I whisper after a while.
09:19He nods.
09:20The dark stubble on his cheek
09:22tickles mine with the movement.
09:25Sending a slight shiver up my spine
09:27that I know I need to tamp down and ignore.
09:31For several more minutes,
09:33listening to Dad's off-key singing of kryptonite.
09:35His long fingers slowly flex around my hips
09:37with each bump on the road jolts my weight.
09:39It's back.
09:39They still hurt?
09:40Yeah.
09:41He hesitates for a moment,
09:43then slides his hands around me.
09:44Part your back.
09:45Lift your hips and punches.
09:49He tugs my t-shirt up
09:50and slips his hands under my leggings.
09:52His thumbs press into the aching muscles
09:54at my waist, rolling firmly.
09:56My lips part in a rush of air.
09:57An involuntary moan slips out
09:58as if he rolls his thumbs in small circles,
10:00increasing the pressure on my stiff muscles.
10:02I bite my tongue,
10:03hoping like hell that Dad didn't hear me above the music.
10:06Samir freezes for a few seconds,
10:07then starts massaging with more fervent,
10:09widening the area he's working.
10:10I can't stop my hips from moving.
10:11His thumbs are so close,
10:12too close to my most sensitive place,
10:14which is unwittingly growing slipper with each rotation.
10:16On the third roll,
10:17his hands slip lower,
10:18massaging my quads too,
10:19up and down and back up to dig into the crease,
10:21then slipping lower again.
10:22Fuck, Samir.
10:24His fingertips dig in,
10:25pleasure unfurling,
10:26melting the ache from my body.
10:27I roll my lips between my teeth
10:29to cut off my next moan in case Dad might hear.
10:31I try to peek at Dad through the rearview mirror,
10:34but the stacked boxes completely block my view.
10:36I can only hear him crank up the volume
10:38when a Metallica song starts.
10:42Samir's breathing has changed too,
10:44especially when he barrows his head in the cuck of my neck,
10:46pressing his lips against my skin,
10:47making the hair on the nor of my hair stand on out,
10:48and suddenly, he pulls his hands out of my leggings.
10:50I win at the loss of heat,
10:51instantly embarrassed.
10:54God, I can't believe I was moaning
10:55while his hands worked out my sore muscles.
10:57He was just trying to be helpful for once,
10:59and I had to go and freak him out with my weird reaction.
11:02The silence stretches between us.
11:04My heart is still pounding from his hands on me,
11:07from the way his lips pressed against my neck.
11:10I'm about to say something
11:11that will put the wall back up between us.
11:14But then Samir hooks his fingers into my waistband
11:17and pulls it down an inch.
11:21Good girl, lift your hips for me again.
11:23I'm officially soaked now.
11:26I nod quickly with another whimper
11:27and do as he says.
11:31I lift my hips.
11:32His deep husky voice rocks me to my core.
11:34I try to get my heart rate under control.
11:35As Samir stretches in wide waistband
11:37of my leggings over my bottom
11:38and down my thighs to my shaky knees,
11:39we simultaneously gasp
11:41when I drop my weight back onto his lap
11:42because I chose to wear a thong today.
11:43So there's nothing but the soft cloth
11:44of his gray sweatpants
11:45and whatever he's wearing underneath them.
11:46As a barrier between him
11:47and the bare skin of my bottom,
11:48nothing.
11:49Every inch of me is hyper aware
11:50of every inch of him.
11:51The heat between us is suffocating.
11:52Oh God!
11:53I cried out!
11:54He digs his thumbs
11:55into the crease of my thighs harder,
11:58works them inward toward my core
12:00until they meet the edges
12:02of the front of my thong,
12:04then stops for a beat.
12:10Just when I think he's going to push them
12:12under the thighs to mage my quads,
12:13then back up again.
12:14He creates a circuit.
12:15His legs have been a solid slab of muscle
12:16beneath me the entire his lap.
12:17But when he moans my name
12:18and grips my hips
12:19to grind my bottom back and forth
12:20forcefully over his lap,
12:21I feel it.
12:22A bulge.
12:23A huge, firm bulge
12:24beneath his sweatpants
12:25and pressed against me.
12:26The sound Samir makes
12:26when I wiggle side to side,
12:27nestling him between my curves
12:28as I arch my back
12:29has my blood rushing hot in my veins.
12:30I could just come on the supples
12:31in a gravelly voice.
12:32Such a good girlfriend.
12:35He helps me rock over him,
12:37both of us breathing hard
12:38as he swells and lengthens beneath me.
12:39His hands drift down to palm
12:40and squeeze my bottom
12:41as I take over,
12:42rocking and bouncing my hips.
12:44Fuck, Becca, this bottom.
12:45Helped along by the Tahoe
12:46speeding over a few Pahos on the road.
12:47I'm so slick now
12:48that my thong isn't the only thing
12:50that's soaked.
12:50His sweatpants are too.
12:52He makes a low, throaty groan.
12:54And I yell with surprise
12:55when he flattens a hand
12:56between my shoulder blades
12:57and shoves me forward
12:58so that I nearly smack
12:59into the cardboard wall.
13:00There's the sound of shuffling
13:01and rustling of clothes behind me.
13:02I'd be embarrassed
13:03about my bottom
13:03being practically right
13:04in my stepbrother's face
13:05if I weren't so worked up.
13:06Samir reaches between my thighs,
13:08hooks his fingers
13:08in the fabric of my thong
13:09and wrenches it to the side,
13:10exposing my slip, bare center.
13:12I know he can see everything.
13:13It makes me even hotter,
13:14so hot I can barely catch my breath.
13:16I jolt when he swipes his fingers
13:17through my slickness twice
13:18and unexpectedly slips
13:19two of his fingers deep inside.
13:21I drop my forehead
13:22against the cardboard wall,
13:23brace my hands against it,
13:24bite my bottom lip
13:25to keep from screaming
13:26as I tilt my hips
13:27and push my bottom back
13:28to take his fingers even deeper.
13:30I can't believe it.
13:31I can't believe it.
13:32I can't believe how we got
13:33to this point
13:33where I am taking
13:34my stepbrother's fingers.
13:36Becca, oh fuck me,
13:38you're so incredibly slick.
13:39Wonderness in his voice,
13:40which makes my eyelashes flutter
13:41and my entire body
13:42tighten in response.
13:43And oh god,
13:43the sounds my body makes
13:44as he moves his fingers
13:44is overwhelming,
13:45overwhelming and so unbelievably intimate.
13:47I swivel my hips,
13:47my toes curling
13:48right along with his fingers,
13:49lighting up every nerve ending
13:50when he drags his fingers
13:51over a particular spot
13:52deep inside
13:52that has my mouth
13:53dropping open
13:53to moan his name.
13:54Just when I think
13:55I'm about to reach the edge,
13:56Samir yanks his fingers out,
13:57then pulls my bottom
13:58back down onto his left.
13:59I want to protest,
14:01but he immediately cuts it off
14:02when he lifts his hips sharply.
14:04And bare skin meets bare skin.
14:07Holy shit!
14:12My core pulses with feral need
14:14when I see he shoved his sweatpants
14:16halfway down his warm round,
14:17muscular thighs.
14:19I bite my bottom lip so hard
14:20that I almost draw blood
14:21because holy shit,
14:23holy shit,
14:24holy shit,
14:25this is really happening.
14:26We're really both bare
14:27from their hips to our thighs.
14:29And I gasp brokenly
14:31when he suddenly fills me completely.
14:33I might not be a virgin,
14:35but I've never been
14:36this full before.
14:37And there's still more to go.
14:39Oh, fuck me, Becca.
14:41I knew you'd feel incredible.
14:43I've never heard his voice
14:44as deep and primal
14:45as it is now.
14:46My brain short-serts.
14:47He is longer and thicker
14:48than anything I've experienced.
14:50But it doesn't matter.
14:51I'm so slick and turned on
14:52that when he pushes me up
14:53and pulls me back down
14:54at the same time
14:55as he thrusts his hips up
14:56to meet me,
14:57my body stretches enough
14:58to accept all of him.
14:59Samir slaps a hand
15:00over my mouth
15:01when I scream moan his name.
15:06Bad girl.
15:07I mewn as I try
15:08to rock my hips.
15:09He bands an arm
15:09around my waist
15:10to hold me still.
15:11A whine works its way
15:12up my throat.
15:12He presses his hand
15:13flat over my mouth,
15:14forcing me to breathe
15:15hard through my nose.
15:16As I fight his hold
15:17so I can circle my hips
15:18and get him to thrust
15:18into me again,
15:19I need him to keep going
15:20until I shatter around
15:21the most incredible feeling
15:22I've ever had.
15:23Samir flexes his thighs,
15:24his length hot
15:25and pulsing inside me,
15:27but doesn't make
15:27any other move.
15:28A tear of frustration
15:29slips down my cheek
15:30and over his hand.
15:31I try to peel his hand
15:32away from my mouth.
15:36He reaches under my t-shirt
15:38and thin sports bra
15:38to cut my breast
15:39and pinches my right
15:41sensitive peak,
15:42making my belly
15:43crave in and flutter.
15:44I cry out into his hawing.
15:45He does it again.
15:46You're being a very bad girl,
15:48Becca.
15:48If you want me to continue,
15:50then you need to shut up
15:51so dad doesn't hear you
15:52if he turns the music off.
15:54Can you do that for me?
15:57I nod as much as I can
15:58with my head
15:59pinned to his shoulder.
16:00My eyes roll back
16:01when his fingers
16:01turn gentle on my breast,
16:03circling the heart and bud
16:04with a soft caress.
16:05My body tightens around him.
16:05If I remove my hand,
16:06you'd be a good girl
16:06and be quiet for me.
16:07I hum my ascient
16:08and clamp my bottom lip
16:09between my teeth.
16:10He slowly draws his hand
16:11away from my mouth,
16:12making sure I follow through
16:13on my promise
16:14to stay quiet.
16:15And then he's moving
16:16with the same urgent need
16:17I feel.
16:18His hands are back
16:19on my hips,
16:20gripping them hard,
16:22holding me slightly above him
16:23as he palmers up into me,
16:24bottoming out each time,
16:26sending sharp zings
16:27of pleasure and pain
16:28up and down my spine.
16:29I swear I can feel him
16:30deep behind my belly button
16:31with each powerful thrust.
16:32Best.
16:33Feeling.
16:34Ever.
16:34I throw my hands up
16:35and back to claw
16:35at the headrest
16:36behind Samir's head.
16:37My back bows.
16:38His stomach muscles
16:39going tight
16:39as he continues
16:40to move hard and fast.
16:41There's a wet slap
16:42every time his hips
16:43meet my bottom.
16:44That noise alone
16:45is so raw
16:45that it's burned
16:46into my permanent memory.
16:47Oh, fuck, Becca.
16:50Fuck, fuck, fuck.
16:51You feel incredible.
16:52I've never been taken
16:54as hard or as thoroughly
16:55as I am now
16:56by my stepbrother.
16:57His length swells
16:58impossibly larger,
17:00stretching me
17:00almost to the point of pain.
17:02Then he drops his voice.
17:04Such a good girl for me,
17:06being so quiet
17:07as you take everything
17:07I give you.
17:08Jesus, Samir,
17:09don't say things like...
17:10I bite my lips so hard
17:11that the taste of copper
17:12fills my mouth.
17:13I cover my mouth
17:14with my own hand
17:14to keep from crying out,
17:15because without warning,
17:16my mind and body
17:17are blanketed
17:18by white-hot pleasure,
17:19seemingly unending.
17:23I don't know
17:24how Samir can remain
17:24so quiet,
17:25even with his breathing
17:26as labored as it is,
17:27while I fight
17:28to keep my noises concealed
17:29as I fall apart
17:30with the most intense release
17:31I've ever had.
17:31And he didn't even touch
17:32my most sensitive spot.
17:34I've never reached the peak
17:35without any external stimuli.
17:36Becca,
17:38did you just let go?
17:39Your body is so tight
17:40trying to pull me deeper,
17:42so incredibly sexy.
17:43Yet his long,
17:44stiff-strength
17:45pistilling in and out of me
17:46gets the job done
17:47lightning quick.
17:48I shiver at the awe
17:49in Samir's voice
17:50as I ride the waves
17:51of ecstasy.
17:52Once they start to recede,
17:54I lose my grip
17:55on the headrest,
17:56sag against him
17:57with my back
17:58still arched
17:58from my position.
17:59He starts slow driving
18:01up into me,
18:01almost lazily.
18:03What he said earlier
18:04comes back to me.
18:05Such a good girl for me
18:06being so quiet
18:07as you take your brother.
18:08It's dirty and sick.
18:09I should be repulsed.
18:10Our parents are married
18:11to each other.
18:12We share half-siblings.
18:13We might not be blood-related,
18:14but we've been treated
18:15as if we were
18:15for the last four years.
18:16Yet his words alone
18:18have my soaked body
18:19tightening around him again.
18:20I turn my head
18:21to the side,
18:22impulsively sink my teeth
18:23into Samir's neck
18:24to cut off a scream.
18:27Because he slides a hand
18:29from my hip to my front
18:30and pinches and releases
18:32my most sensitive spot
18:33between his index finger
18:35and thumb.
18:36Pinch and release.
18:37The pleasure is so intense
18:39after coming
18:39that it's borderline painful.
18:41I can't keep them
18:42contained anymore.
18:43The moans forcing their way
18:45out of my mouth
18:45as he increases the pressure
18:47on my sensitive peak.
18:49And then I feel it.
18:50The surprisingly quick
18:51snap and release
18:52as my belly caves in
18:53with my second release
18:54in less than ten minutes.
18:55I open my mouth
18:56to scream.
18:57No doubt having left
18:58a wicked bite mark
18:58on Samir's neck
18:59that I don't know
19:00how we're going to hide
19:00from our parents.
19:02He captures my sob
19:03of pleasure with his mouth,
19:05twisting his head
19:06to slant his lips
19:07over mine.
19:08The stubble on his chin
19:09scrapes against my skin,
19:11making my heart beat
19:12impossibly faster.
19:14Samir is kissing me.
19:17Why that shocks me
19:18more than the fact
19:19that he's been driving me wild,
19:20I have no idea.
19:21He slips his tongue
19:23between my lips.
19:24I glad-ladly part for him.
19:26I slide a hand
19:27to the back of his head,
19:28weaving my fingers
19:29through his thick hair.
19:31All I can see,
19:32smell, taste,
19:33and feel is him.
19:35Samir.
19:37Samir.
19:37He owns every part
19:39of my body right now.
19:40I can't get enough of it.
19:41Of him.
19:44I'm practically mauling him
19:45as I deepen the kiss,
19:47tasting the faint cinnamon
19:49and letting him steal my air
19:50so I can't scream
19:51and alert Dad
19:52to what we're doing.
19:53He breaks the kiss
19:54as he pulses and jolts.
19:56Becca, fuck!
19:57Becca, I'm going to let go!
19:58I moan and tighten
20:00around Samir's firm length.
20:04But something,
20:05something I'm supposed
20:06to remember
20:06breaks through the fog of lust.
20:07My blood runs cold.
20:09My heart drops
20:10into my stomach
20:10when it finally hits me.
20:11Pull out!
20:12I lurch forward
20:12to sit up on my knees
20:13to lift off him.
20:14Samir grips my hips
20:15to hold me still.
20:19Why?
20:22I let my birth control laps
20:24try.
20:24I broke up with Matt.
20:26His fingers flex.
20:29Oh, fuck, Becca.
20:30Yes!
20:34Loops a muscled arm
20:36around my stomach.
20:37Grips my throat.
20:39Presses my head
20:40back against his shoulder
20:41so I can't move.
20:43My mouth drops open.
20:45My eyes roll back.
20:48Samir braces his feet
20:50on the floor.
20:50I jerk and slap at his hand
20:52to get away
20:53from his unrelenting fingers
20:54on my sensitive peak,
20:56drawing out my release
20:57for so long
20:58that I think I'm going
20:59to pass out
21:00from the sheer intensity
21:01of it.
21:02Let go with me, Becca.
21:04Be a good girl
21:05and take everything
21:06deep inside you
21:07and say my name.
21:08Now!
21:09Samir!
21:10I cry out Samir's name
21:11into his mouth
21:12as I fly over the peak
21:13of my blister.
21:14It's only when I'm
21:14full-on crying
21:15from the strength
21:16and force of my release
21:17that Samir stops
21:18playing with my sensitive peak
21:19and pulls his hand away.
21:20I sob and shake
21:22in Samir's arms
21:23as I come down,
21:24my fingers and toes
21:25numb and twitching.
21:27I have no control
21:28over my body.
21:30Samir does.
21:31Girl, such a good girl
21:33for me.
21:33He crones
21:34with an odd whisper.
21:36My eyes drift closed
21:37as Samir circles
21:37my belly nuttin,
21:38then splays his large
21:39warm hand
21:40over my lower belly.
21:41My good girl.
21:42I can just make out
21:42his barely audible voice.
21:44My good girl.
21:45You're mine now, Becca,
21:46before I slip out
21:47of consciousness.
21:51I'm going crazy,
21:52tossing in my bed,
21:53reliving the moment
21:54I let go inside Becca.
21:55Dad snores on
21:56from his bed
21:57in our hotel room,
21:58oblivious to my
21:59obsessive thoughts
22:00about his daughter.
22:01When mum and dad
22:01told us they booked
22:02two rooms
22:03for our overnight stop,
22:04I stupidly thought
22:05our parents would be
22:05in one room with the twins
22:06while I'd get to
22:07share a room with Becca.
22:09But she's in the
22:10other room next door,
22:12slowly stroking
22:13my achingly hard length
22:14as I close my eyes,
22:15smiling when I revel
22:16in the memory
22:17of Becca falling
22:17asleep with me
22:18still inside her
22:19after I gave her
22:19three releases.
22:21I didn't know
22:22I had it in me,
22:23since I was a virgin,
22:24having saved myself
22:25for the girl
22:25I've been in love
22:26with since we met.
22:27I thought for sure
22:28I'd lose control
22:28the instant I
22:29touched her bare skin.
22:30It took nearly
22:31everything in me
22:32not to lose control
22:32in my pants
22:33the second I
22:34pulled her onto my lap.
22:35She doesn't know
22:35that I'm the one
22:36who brought up
22:36my concerns to mom
22:37about her sentimental
22:37valuables falling or breaking
22:38if we stuffed them in
22:39with everything else
22:39in the trailer.
22:39I'm the one
22:40who gave dad the idea
22:40to set the second row
22:41seat seat instead
22:41of the third row.
22:42I planned our parents
22:43down to Becca
22:43being so uncomfortable
22:44in the cramped space
22:45that I had the perfect
22:45excuse to make her
22:45sit on my lap
22:46for hours and hours.
22:47Forcing Becca and me
22:48to share the back
22:49bench seat
22:49instead of sitting
22:50separately.
22:51My plan worked
22:52perfectly.
22:53Down to Becca
22:54being so uncomfortable
22:55in the cramped space
22:55that I had the perfect
22:56excuse to make her
22:57sit on my lap
22:58for hours and hours
22:59and hours.
23:00It couldn't have
23:00worked out any better
23:01when she started
23:02wiggling and complaining
23:03about her hips.
23:03I got to massage
23:04her thick thags.
23:05I would have been
23:06satisfied with just that,
23:07but then I spontaneously
23:08took it a step further,
23:09and I couldn't believe
23:10my luck when she didn't
23:10protest my pulling
23:11her lezzings down.
23:15Giving me my first look
23:16at her full round bottom
23:17that has played a starring
23:18role in my wet dreams
23:19for years.
23:20And that tiny white
23:21thong of hers?
23:22She doesn't know
23:23that I snuck into her
23:24room the night before
23:25to place it on top
23:25in her panty drawer
23:26so she'd pick it to wear.
23:28The sight of the narrow
23:29white fabric between
23:30her curves had my
23:31entire body seizing up
23:32tight, ready to lose
23:34control all over her.
23:36But I couldn't let that
23:37happen.
23:37I had to save it
23:39so I could spend it
23:39deep inside her.
23:41And when she tried
23:42to pull away
23:43and told me she wasn't
23:44on birth control anymore,
23:45that had the most
23:46primal part of me
23:47taking over my brain,
23:49envisioning her belly
23:50swelling and stretching
23:51to grow my baby.
23:56It's that thought
23:57that has me throwing
23:58my cover.
23:58I have just enough
23:59time to yank my shirt
24:00up and stroke myself
24:01twice before my release
24:03pulses out and paints
24:04the bathroom mirror.
24:07How I wish it were
24:08painting.
24:10I won't make eye
24:12contact with Samir
24:13while we eat our
24:14continental breakfast
24:15with our parents
24:15the next morning.
24:17I can't.
24:18Not after what
24:19happened yesterday.
24:23Dad cranks up the volume
24:24on his early 2000s
24:25rock playlist again,
24:26still oblivious to us
24:27in the backseat.
24:27I sit silently
24:28at Samir's side,
24:29doing my best
24:29to make myself small
24:30and squeeze into
24:30the minuscule amount
24:31of space between him
24:32and the boxes,
24:32staring blankly at them.
24:33I've been noticing
24:34Samir spreading his
24:34knees wider and wider,
24:35nudging me closer
24:36to the stack of boxes
24:37at my side,
24:39giving me even less room.
24:42Eventually,
24:42I twist and snap at him.
24:45Would you fucking
24:46stop manspranding?
24:47If you need more room,
24:50can I sit?
24:54I scowl,
24:56cross my arms,
24:57and turn to stare
24:58at the boxes again.
24:59Another ten minutes
25:00go by.
25:01I start trying
25:02to stretch out my legs,
25:03just as unsuccessfully
25:05as I did yesterday.
25:07Samir brushes my dark
25:08blonde hair
25:09over my shoulder,
25:10leans in close
25:11to my ear.
25:12Are your muscles
25:13sore again, Mama?
25:14I can help you with that.
25:17Ew, Samir!
25:18Why would you call me that?
25:19And no,
25:20I'm fine.
25:21Even as I squirm again
25:23and wince,
25:24he slips his left hand
25:25under my knee,
25:27drapes it over
25:27his right leg,
25:29spreading me out
25:30before gliding his palm
25:31up my thigh,
25:33digging his thumb
25:33into the muscles
25:34at the crease.
25:36He squeezes
25:37my inner thigh,
25:39subtly pressing
25:40the side of his
25:41against my pussy.
25:43I wonder if I'm wet,
25:45and if I'm not,
25:47his massage
25:47is going to get me there.
25:51Just as it did yesterday,
25:53I uncross my arms,
25:55drop my head back
25:56with my eyes closed,
25:58moan as he manipulates
25:59the area,
26:00applying more
26:01and more pressure
26:02until my jaw
26:03goes slack.
26:04I'm rolling my hips up,
26:06grinding my pussy
26:07against his hand.
26:09That's it, Mama.
26:10Feels good, doesn't it?
26:13Jesus Christ, Samir!
26:15Don't call me that!
26:16At the same time,
26:17Samir swiftly slips
26:17his hand under
26:18the waistband of my leggings
26:19and thrusts his middle finger
26:20as far as it will go
26:21into my slip center.
26:22I can be mad at him
26:22all I want,
26:23but my body sure isn't.
26:24Neither are my hips
26:25as I rile
26:25while he gently rolls circles
26:26over my sensitive peak
26:27with his thumb.
26:28Samir, oh God,
26:29why are you doing this to me?
26:30My chest rising
26:31and dalling rapidly
26:32as he works a second finger
26:33into me and curls them,
26:34applying more pressure
26:35to my sensitive peak.
26:36He nips the column
26:37of my neck
26:37and then my ear,
26:38inhales the scent
26:39of my body lotion.
26:40Then he sets the record straight
26:41while he has me trapped
26:42in the car
26:43for the next six hours,
26:44continuing to work my cloak,
26:46withdrawing his fingers
26:46and fully sinking them
26:47inside again.
26:48I don't hate you, Becca.
26:49I've never hated you.
26:51His voice cracks.
26:52I'm in love with you.
26:53I blink twice.
26:55No, you don't.
26:56If you did,
26:57you wouldn't always be so angry
26:58and such an asshole to me.
26:59He kisses my flushed cheek,
27:01his lips lingering
27:02like he wants more.
27:03He slows his movements
27:04inside me,
27:05dragging his fingertips
27:06down a particular spot
27:07that turns my moans breathy.
27:11I'm sorry.
27:13Yes, I'm angry,
27:14but not at you.
27:15Never at you.
27:16And I don't mean
27:17to be such a prick.
27:21Why are you so angry?
27:25I'm sorry for being
27:26such an ass.
27:26For making you think
27:27I hated you
27:28when it's the exact opposite.
27:29I finally turned
27:30to face him,
27:31my eyes shining
27:31with warmth and tenderness
27:33I didn't expect to feel.
27:34I slip my hand
27:35behind his head
27:36and pull him in
27:36for a sweet kiss.
27:38He tastes the vanilla
27:39of my lip gloss.
27:41He slows his fingers
27:43inside me,
27:44gentlying them
27:45as the kiss deepens.
27:47When I break the kiss
27:48and pull back,
27:49I cup his cheek.
27:51I'm sorry, too.
27:53Not for being a brat
27:54because you definitely
27:55deserved it
27:56when you called me
27:56a blonde bimbo
27:57and told me
27:58I smell like farts
28:00the first time we met.
28:02I shouldn't have said that.
28:03I love the way you smell.
28:06Like coconuts
28:07and summer sunshine
28:08and...
28:09I buck my hips
28:10and suck in a deep breath
28:11through my nose
28:12when he eases a third finger
28:13inside me
28:13on his next movement.
28:14Good girl.
28:15Relaxing enough
28:16to take my fingers.
28:21I know I could have
28:23been nicer, too,
28:24instead of always
28:25fighting with you.
28:29Definitely would have
28:30been nicer if I knew
28:31you had such an
28:31impressive body.
28:32A smug grin
28:33spreads across his face
28:34at that,
28:34his ego stroked.
28:36But then we go quiet
28:37for a moment,
28:37listening to Dad's
28:38terrible choice in music
28:39and my low moans
28:40of pleasure
28:41as we process
28:41each other's apologies.
28:47After that,
28:49once we started
28:50living together
28:51and I fell in love
28:51with you,
28:52I was angry
28:53because I couldn't
28:54have you.
28:54We were so young
28:55and with our parents
28:56being married to each other
28:57I thought we could
28:58never be together,
28:59not the way I wanted.
29:00I'm momentarily
29:01taken aback
29:02by his admission,
29:03tilting my head,
29:04pulling away
29:04when he tries
29:05to kiss my jaw.
29:06I stare at him
29:06with wide eyes
29:07for a beat.
29:10Exactly.
29:11They're married
29:12and they're so damn
29:13in love
29:14that they're never
29:14going to get divorced.
29:17We can't be together
29:18even if we wanted to,
29:20if you wanted to,
29:20I mean.
29:32forcing me to grip
29:34and squeeze him
29:35through his shorts.
29:36We simultaneously
29:37suck in a deep breath
29:38and blow it out
29:39as he moves
29:39into my fist.
29:42It doesn't matter
29:43if they stay together
29:44or not.
29:45We're 18
29:46and we're not
29:47blood related
29:48so we're not
29:48doing anything wrong.
29:50I'm good wrong.
29:52I won't let
29:53their relationship
29:54stop me from being
29:55with you ever again.
29:58My eyes flare
29:59with heat
30:00when Samir
30:00yanks his hand
30:02out of my pants.
30:04And though it's
30:05challenging to do so
30:06in such a confined space,
30:08he tugs my leggings
30:09off my body.
30:22You're mine, Becca.
30:23You'll always be mine.
30:25Especially when I
30:26turn you into a mama.
30:27And then he slams
30:28his lips against mine.
30:29I'm so dumbfounded
30:31by his declaration
30:31that it takes me
30:32longer than it should
30:33to process what he's doing.
30:35Shoving his shorts down
30:36to pull his heavy
30:36length out,
30:37sweeping the fabric
30:38of my throng,
30:39soaked with my erasal
30:40to the side.
30:41I yell and brace
30:42my hands on his shoulders
30:43when he grips my hips
30:44to pull me closer,
30:45then angles himself down
30:46to press against my entrance.
30:47I drop my head back
30:48and roll my hips
30:49to accept him inside me.
30:50I did that all on my own.
30:51All he did was hold me
30:52at just the right angle
30:53and I took over.
30:54When I'm fully seated
30:55on his lap
30:56with him buried
30:56to the hulk inside me,
30:57he palms my bottom
30:58and yanks me back and forth,
31:00already on the brink of release.
31:02I slip my fingers
31:03through his hair
31:03and add a little bounce,
31:05making him go cross-eye
31:06at the sheer intensity
31:07of the pleasure.
31:07Just like that.
31:08Such a good girl.
31:10Move on me, Mama.
31:11Make me let go
31:11so I can fill you
31:12to the brim.
31:17I can't wait
31:17to watch my baby
31:18grow inside your belly.
31:20Our babies will give
31:21the twins a run
31:22for their money
31:23in the cuteness department,
31:24though I hope
31:25they won't be as loud.
31:30I moan thickly,
31:32clenched tight,
31:33tight, tight,
31:33with my erasal
31:34dripping onto his lap.
31:36I've always doted
31:37on our sisters
31:37from the moment
31:38they were born,
31:39jumped at the chance
31:40to babysit,
31:41asked Mom and Dad
31:42all the time
31:42if and when
31:43they plan on
31:43having more kids.
31:44Shit!
31:45Shit!
31:46No!
31:46Oh my God!
31:47You have to stop!
31:48You can't!
31:49You can't let go inside me!
31:51We can't do this!
31:54He leans forward
31:55and catches my bruised
31:57bottom lip
31:57between his teeth.
32:02Yeah, that's what
32:02you say, Mama.
32:03But tell that to your
32:04soaking wet body
32:05that's trying to pull
32:06the release from me.
32:06I shake my head
32:07back and forth,
32:08even as my inner
32:09repel around his length
32:10while I pant
32:10and tremble on his lap.
32:12I fist his hair
32:13almost to the point
32:13of pain pulling him closer.
32:15We can't!
32:16We can't do this!
32:17Fuck yes, we can.
32:18He slips a hand
32:20between us
32:20to grind hard
32:21against my sensitive peak.
32:23He's going to make me
32:24let go,
32:24make me clench
32:25so tight around him
32:26that he's forced
32:27to empty inside me,
32:28make me clench
32:28so tight around him
32:30that he's forced
32:30to empty inside me.
32:32I shriek
32:33and jerk my hips.
32:35He shoves his tongue
32:36in my mouth
32:37to swallow my sounds.
32:41Samir!
32:42Oh God, Samir!
32:43Driving me to a violent release
32:45faster than I thought possible.
32:47Thank God Dad
32:47is blasting his music
32:48loud enough
32:48to drown out everything.
32:50I'll never get tired
32:51of hearing you
32:51screaming my name.
32:53His length swells
32:54when I do it again.
32:55When I go boneless,
32:56he digs his hands
32:57into my bottom
32:58and uses my body
32:58to get him there,
33:00painting my insides
33:00with his release.
33:01Take it, Mama.
33:02Take it all.
33:03He grits his teeth,
33:04braces his feet
33:05on the floor,
33:05fuck!
33:06bows off the seat
33:06as his body seizes tight.
33:08His abs clench
33:09and spasm
33:10along with his length.
33:11Wave after wave
33:13of his release
33:13floods inside me.
33:15By the time it's over,
33:17we're both
33:17completely ringed out.
33:19He drops back
33:20to the seat.
33:24My fingers
33:25have gone limp
33:26in his hair,
33:27my cheek
33:28on his shoulder.
33:29I can barely
33:30keep my eyes open.
33:32He kisses
33:33the crown
33:33of my head,
33:34slips one hand
33:35under my shirt
33:36to stroke my back.
33:38I hum
33:39and snuggle
33:40closer,
33:41tugging on his length
33:42still sheathed
33:43inside me,
33:44plugging my pussy
33:46heart to heart.
33:47My body
33:48lacks
33:48sensation by him.
33:49His other hand
33:50drifts between my curves,
33:51lightly petting
33:52my lower lip
33:52still wrapped
33:53around his garth.
33:54Then up to the
33:54little pupper,
33:55he circles my back
33:56entrance.
33:56I hum and arch
33:57my back slightly,
33:58tilting my hips.
34:00Does that feel good?
34:02I hum again.
34:03But then wins
34:04when he breaches me
34:05there with just
34:06the tip of his finger.
34:07He backs out
34:08immediately,
34:09settles for stroking
34:10me there as long
34:11as I'll let him.
34:17Sleep.
34:17I'll wake you
34:18when we make
34:18our next pit stop.
34:21But my voice
34:22barely audible,
34:23my breathing
34:24evening out.
34:26I tighten my inner
34:27walls around his
34:28half-hard length
34:29once,
34:30silently reminding
34:31him I still
34:32need him.
34:33I'll hold you
34:34while you sleep.
34:37I love you,
34:38Becca.
34:39I love you more
34:40than you could
34:40ever know.
34:42You're gonna be
34:43the best mama
34:43to our kids.
34:45I promise to be
34:47the best daddy
34:47too.
34:52I love you,
34:53Becca.
34:54I love you more
34:55than you could
34:55ever know.
34:57You're gonna be
34:58the best mama
34:58to our kids.
35:00and I promise
35:01to be the best daddy
35:03too.
35:08I love you too,
35:09Samir.
35:10Just so you know.
35:12I always have.
35:14I know it didn't
35:14seem like it
35:15that I argued
35:16all the time.
35:18I just thought
35:19you'd hate me
35:19or think I was
35:20disgusting
35:21if you knew
35:22how much I loved
35:23you.
35:24so I hid it.
35:26Tried to run
35:26from it.
35:28Is that why
35:28you got so mad
35:29when I applied
35:29to UA?
35:30Because you were
35:31trying to run?
35:33Not because
35:34you hated me?
35:40How long
35:41have you been
35:41in love with me
35:42like I have been
35:43with you?
35:45But I've
35:46finally fallen
35:47asleep,
35:48my warm breath
35:49caressing his neck.
35:51The rest of our
35:52lives to be together.
35:53No more wasted
35:55time.
35:55No more fighting.
35:57Just me and
35:58Samir and our
35:58babies.
35:59Our family.
36:00Our family.
36:01Forever.
36:06Samir pauses
36:07after burying
36:08himself to the
36:08hilt inside my
36:09back emprison
36:10for the first time.
36:11His toes curl,
36:12a shiver skating
36:13up his vine.
36:14I pant for air,
36:16my breasts joggling
36:17as my chest
36:18rises and falls.
36:19My hands fist
36:20in my hair.
36:21legs shaking
36:22uncontrollably
36:23over his shoulders.
36:24He twists
36:25his head to the
36:25side,
36:26licks and kisses
36:27the inside of
36:27my knee,
36:28rubbing his
36:29hands up and
36:29down the backs
36:30of my silky
36:30thighs.
36:31Are you okay?
36:32Any pain?
36:33No.
36:34No pain.
36:35Just full.
36:37So incredibly
36:38full.
36:39You're full of
36:40everything,
36:41aren't you,
36:41mama?
36:42Belly full of
36:43my baby.
36:45Body full of
36:46my release.
36:48and back
36:49entrance full of
36:50me.
36:52Such a good
36:53girl taking all
36:54of me.
36:56Oh, God,
36:57Samir, that
36:58feels so good!
36:59I squeal and
37:00arch my back off
37:00the bed when he
37:01starts to ease
37:02out of me.
37:03I'm so lubred up
37:04and stretched that
37:05his second thrust
37:06inside me is
37:06easier.
37:08Oh, Samir,
37:09that feels so
37:10good!
37:13You have no
37:14idea how good
37:15it feels on my
37:16end, mama.
37:20My eyes round
37:21when he reaches
37:22over to grab the
37:22dark purple
37:23vibrator, the
37:24one he bought
37:25along with the
37:25increasingly larger
37:26plugs we started
37:27using to stretch
37:28me over the
37:29last four weeks
37:30since we found
37:31out I was
37:31pregnant.
37:36Seeing the
37:37block of letters
37:37on the digital
37:38screen of the
37:38pregnancy test
37:39was the single
37:40greatest moment
37:41of my life.
37:44Confirming that
37:45the weight I
37:45gained after
37:46moving to
37:46Tucson was not
37:47the freshman
37:4815th.
37:49But I know
37:49how to make it
37:50even better for
37:50you.
37:53My nausea was
37:54not due to the
37:55staggeringly
37:56impressive heat
37:57of summer in
37:57Arizona.
38:02Then pulls it
38:03out, nice and
38:03slick, coated in
38:05his release, and
38:06presses it to my
38:06sensitive peak.
38:08I scream his
38:09name, almost
38:10as loud as the
38:11music we're
38:11playing, one of
38:12the original songs
38:13I wrote and
38:14uploaded to
38:14YouTube, which
38:15immediately went
38:16viral right after
38:17we moved into
38:18our new house.
38:19I chant as he
38:20moves the
38:20vibrator from
38:21side to side,
38:22rolling it over
38:23my sensitive peak
38:24as he begins
38:25moving in and
38:26out of me
38:26faster.
38:29I scream so damn
38:30loud when my
38:31release slams into
38:32me.
38:33Thank God we
38:33didn't try this
38:34when our parents
38:34were home.
38:35We may have the
38:36second floor to
38:37ourselves, with
38:38our sisters in the
38:39room opposite our
38:40parents on the
38:40first floor.
38:41but we're still
38:42careful to keep our
38:43voices low.
38:45Our parents still
38:46don't know about
38:47us, but they
38:49will soon.
38:51We may have the
38:52second floor to
38:53ourselves.
38:55The ones we got
38:56from the OBG
38:57yesterday, we don't
38:59show much more
39:00than a tiny bean.
39:02We figure telling
39:03them I'm pretty
39:04first will shock
39:06them enough.
39:12Hey son, can you
39:14turn down the...
39:23Hey son, can you
39:24turn down the...
39:26Kevin!
39:27Kevin!
39:30Are you okay?
39:32What happened?
39:42Oh, sweet mercy!
39:45Oh, no!
39:51Samir pinches his
39:52eyes closed, exhales
39:54with massive leaf that
39:55the girls weren't with
39:56mom to see us.
39:58You!
39:59You stop that
40:00right now!
40:01And, and, meet
40:03us in the kitchen!
40:04When Samir opens
40:05his eyes to check
40:06on me, I'm biting
40:06my lip, looking
40:08around wildly, on
40:09the verge of
40:10hyperhentilating.
40:11Grumbling at the
40:11epically ruined
40:12moment, he slowly
40:13withdraws from me,
40:14halfway to release
40:15when he sees the
40:15stretch of my skin.
40:16He drops his head
40:17back on his
40:17shoulders and moans,
40:18my body trying to
40:19suck him back in.
40:20Instead of pulling
40:20out like he should,
40:21he drives home
40:22inside me again.
40:23Oh, my God!
40:23Stop!
40:24Samir!
40:25Stop!
40:26Our parents!
40:30I can't, I, fuck, you
40:33feel too good, mama.
40:39Can't stop until I let
40:40go.
40:41Just, just a few more
40:42and I'll be done.
40:44Samir!
40:45That's it, mama.
40:47Scream my name like a
40:48good girl while I move
40:49inside you until I fill
40:50you up.
40:51Stop!
40:52Seriously, you need
40:52to, oh!
40:54Oh, God, no!
40:55Don't stop!
41:03Presses it to my
41:03sensitive peak.
41:04We're both going to
41:05let go hard and fast
41:06this time.
41:06I use my legs over
41:07his shoulders to bounce
41:08up and down his length,
41:09taking the reins from
41:09him, moving wildly.
41:11It's a sensation unlike
41:12anything I've ever felt
41:12before, leaving me
41:13lighthead as all my
41:14blood rushes south.
41:15He doesn't have to do
41:16a damn thing except
41:17stay in position and
41:18take it as I work him
41:20over and wrench a
41:21vicious, blinding
41:22release out of him,
41:24drawing it straight
41:25from deep within.
41:26Fuck, mama, yes.
41:28Fuck.
41:29Such a good girl
41:30taking everything I
41:31give you.
41:32Oh!
41:34Oh!
41:37He simply collapses
41:38baths backward, his
41:40legs trapped at a
41:41painful angle underneath
41:42him.
41:44He doesn't have the
41:45energy to do anything
41:46other than grunt at
41:47the bite of pain.
41:48How I have the energy
41:49to lift my legs off his
41:50chest and sit up is
41:51beyond me.
41:53Fucking hell, Samir,
41:55I told you to stop
41:56saying messed up things
41:56like that when we're
41:57together.
41:59He laughs.
42:03Causing his fin length
42:05to twitch and his
42:06stomach to cramp.
42:12Turn around, mama.
42:13What?
42:14Why?
42:14Be a good girl and
42:15turn around for me.
42:17Hands and knees.
42:18I want to see my release
42:19leaking out of you.
42:21Come on, Samir, we
42:22need to clean up and
42:23go downstairs.
42:24Not yet.
42:24Show me what I want to
42:25see.
42:26Then we'll face our
42:27parents.
42:28I chew the inside of
42:29my cheek as I search
42:30his eyes.
42:31Hey, he's going to be
42:32okay, mama.
42:39You and me are
42:40forever.
42:43It doesn't matter
42:43what our parents say
42:44or do.
42:44If they scream or cry
42:45or try to throw us out,
42:46which they won't, you know
42:46that.
42:47They'll see how much we
42:48love each other and
42:48eventually they'll be
42:49happy that we're happy.
42:50You promise?
42:50Yeah, I do.
42:51You and me.
42:53Forgone conclusion.
42:54End game.
42:55End all, be all.
42:56So we're going to get
42:56through this and if we
42:57have to move out sooner
42:58than planned, we can do
42:58that.
42:59Just remember, no matter
43:00what, it's you and me
43:00forever.
43:01I love you, Becca.
43:14Not yet.
43:15Not until you show me
43:15what I want to see.
43:16I huff and roll my eyes
43:17when I see he's being
43:18serious.
43:19I finally spin around
43:20on my knee and promptly
43:21passes out, length in
43:23hand.
43:23Fuck yes.
43:24Best life ever.
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