She let out a little sigh, and tried to get more comfortable. I realised we were still lying naked, so I grabbed the corner of the blanket from the floor, and pulled it up and over us, then wrapped my arms around her and pulled her close to me again. She made a sweet little sound of happiness and snuggled against me.
“I didn’t like the taste at first.” she continued, “But it turns me on so much now…”
Her voice was getting softer, and quieter. It sounded like she might fall asleep soon.
“And I like…the noises you make.” she said slowly.
This confused me a little. I didn’t think I really made ‘noises’. Not like she did, anyway.
“What do you mean?” I asked.
“Well…you’re normally so quiet, you know? Like, you’re always so…controlled.” she said, “I mean, I practically scream, but with you it’s like…just like little sighs, and sometimes a little moan. It’s really sexy, I think. Like, knowing that I can make you feel good like that, just…knowing you’re enjoying it. I mean, you like it too, don’t you?” she asked, looking up into my eyes. “I mean, I want…”
She hesitated.
“I want you to feel good. I want to…to make you happy.” she said. She was almost shy in admitting this, and she waited for my reaction.
“I like it when you suck my cock, Jessica.” I said gently, stroking her hair again.
She smiled.
“Good. It makes me happy when…when you’re happy, I guess. That sounds stupid…” she laughed a little.
“You like pleasing me.” I said simply.
“Yeah,” she said, her smile growing, “Yeah, I like pleasing you. I like making you happy.”
My heart jumped a little. I’d assumed everything she’d been doing with me had been for her own enjoyment, but to hear that she really cared about what I felt…
It dawned on me that last week’s surprising breakfast hadn’t been an attempt to win my affections back, like I thought, but she had been genuinely trying to make me happy. I slowly leaned forward and kissed her on the forehead. She smiled again and held me tighter.
“Good girl.” I said.
We lay like that for a while, and she closed her eyes and sighed as I started to stroke her hair. I didn’t know which was more messed up; that the idea of wanting to make someone else happy sounded “stupid” to her, or that it had taken me this long to believe that that’s what she was doing.
After a few minutes I could feel my eyelids getting heavy. It was late and I’d just had a hell of an orgasm. I heard her let out a little contented sigh, and felt her completely relax against me, her arms losing their tension around me. I thought about how good it would feel just to let myself drift off, holding her.
But no. She couldn’t stay here. Even ignoring whatever boundaries I was trying to hold in place for the two of us, my sister would notice her missing the next morning.
“Jessica, it’s time to go.” I muttered.
She sighed a let out a little fake whine.
“I don’t want to move. I want to lay here forever.” she sighed.
I stroked her head a few more times.
“You have to go.” I said firmly.
She sighed again and slowly sat up.
“I know.” she said, smiling sadly.
She got out of bed and picked up her negligee. She turned to face me, not dressing but just holding the gown in her folded arms. Her eyes jumped once to my soft cock, which she’d exposed when she stood up, before meeting my eye again.
“I’m sorry about…before, really.” she said quietly, “And…thank you.”
I didn’t know if she was thanking me for punishing her, or for pleasuring her, or for letting her suck me off, or what. I let her leave without saying anything.
As she turned, I got a glimpse of her ass. Her skin was still bright red, and I felt my cock twitch with lust at the sight of it. I shook my head and rolled over, determined to push any thought of her out of my head for now. It was too late to be thinking about this stuff.
It took me almost two hours to fall asleep.
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