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**Chapter 7 (Part 2)**
When I came outside, I found my sister leaning against my car, her usual blue eyes all puffy and red. We locked gazes and she quickly turned away, as if she was embarrassed at how much of a pitiful sight she was.
The last thing I wanted was for Ellie to shield herself from me. I was her big brother.
I rounded over to her, giving her a quick peck on the temple to tell Ellie exactly that—that I loved her and she didn’t need to hide from me. A huge whiff of her fruity shampoo entered my nostrils, forcing me to hold back a groan.
*Fuck.*
Eliie didn’t respond. She just stood there, sniffing sobs.
Unlocking my car, I ducked inside and grabbed a box of tissues.
Ellie didn’t accept the tissues when I handed it to her. Instead, she clutched my arm and peered up at me through tear-stained eyes.
I could stare at her forever. Ellie was everything I wanted my dream woman to be. Why have I never noticed how stunning she was until recently?
Ellie’s eyes rove down to my lips, and as another tear rolled down her flushed cheek, she tip-toed up.
I dropped the tissue box, completely forgetting we were in public and accepted her soft lips, plundering her sweetness with a lick.
Ellie pressed forward, deepening the kiss, and I groaned as I felt her hard nipples against my chest, even through our layers of clothing. I sparred with her tongue, wrapping my arm to her backside, dipping my fingers under her pleated skirt and crudely squeezing her ass cheeks without a care in the world.
I couldn’t figure out which felt better. Her lips, her tits, or her ass.
“God.” I rasp out the word as Ellie withdrew her tongue to focus on my lips, sucking with a fervor I’d never have expected from an innocent girl.
Her mouth was so fucking sweet, so fucking carefree and careless, slanting around mine as though she didn’t care about rhythm, only to taste me and have me taste her.
I sucked in a breath when Ellie suddenly pulled away. I assumed she finally found sense in the absurdity of what we were doing, and that she wanted to stop, but the next thing I knew, her hungry fingers were on my school shirt, prying away the buttons.
“Ellie,” I gasped. “This is not the place—”
“I don’t care.”
“Ellie…” But I did nothing to stop my sister. She was already on the third button, and I afforded a quick look around. Thankfully, we were alone in the parking lot. *At least for now.* We weren’t exactly in the most abandoned spot. Lucia’s cafe was always lively, especially in the early morning.
“Ellie—no.” I didn’t know how I finally managed the willpower to grab her wrist and looked her straight in the eyes. “Stop.”
Her eyes burned into mine. “Do you love me?”
“What?”
She leaned closer until our lips were inches apart and I could feel her every word on my lips. “Do. You. Love. Me?”
Was Ellie playing a game? We just exchanged ‘I love you’s’ an hour ago.
“Of course I love you,” I said.
“Show me.” She nibbled on my lower lip, groaning softly. “Just like last night.”
“I can’t fuck you here, Ellie. Someone would see us.”
“I don’t care.” She completed our connection, kissing me with a fervor that instantly dissolved my newfound resolution.
“Aren’t you sore?” I asked in between kisses, a final attempt to make her stop. But I didn’t want her to stop. Her lips were a gift from heaven, and she smelled like an angel.
“I. Don’t. Care.”
“Fuck,” I heaved against her lips, tasting her lust and desire for me. “Okay…. okay. In the car.”
Why was my willpower so weak? One second I was telling her no, and as soon as she pushed through my resistance, all I could think about was sinking into that tight pussy.
I wasn’t strong willed. Not with Ellie.
What would Lucia think if she knew we were fucking outside her cafe?
Surely she would understand, but she wouldn’t find out. My windows were tinted, so we would have some privacy.
Well, as long as Ellie kept it down.
And didn’t I make a promise to both Ava and Lucia that I would take care of Ellie? Wasn’t this taking care of her? I was making my little sister happy.
I sighed as our tongues tangled together. Ellie was getting so much better at kissing, offering little flicks and warm swipes.
I knew why Ellie was desperate for me. Right then, she craved intimacy. She wanted me to numb her pain away, and if I refused, she would surely use other methods to cope with her pain.
Alcohol, drugs… maybe she would even fuck another man.
No.
No, that couldn’t happen.
I broke the kiss, but Ellie wasn’t finished, dipping her lips low, sucking on a spot on my neck.
“Come.” I led my eager sister to the backseat of my car.
As soon as I shut the car door, Ellie straddled me, and my hands automatically curved down to her navy pleated skirt, squeezing her ass through the soft, pleated material.
“Make love to me,” my sister breathed, leaning forward, pressing our nose together, mingling our breaths as one. “Do me just like you did last night. Just as hard. Just…” Ellie closed her eyes and moaned softly. “Just fuck me.”
I was going to have sex with an emotional mess of a sister.
Did I care?
Yeah. I was taking advantage of her, and I felt like shit. She was crying, for fuck’s sakes.
Did I care enough?
No.
Fuck, I just remembered. Through the insanity of this all, a single sane thought hit me.
“Ellie, I don’t have a condom.”
“I don’t care.”
“Ellie—” But my sister wasn’t listening. She kissed me again, harder this time, her moans filling me up with heady energy as I kissed her back, groaning at how fucking good she tasted, and when her tongue came forward, greedily stroking against mine, I lost it.
“Dylan!” my sister gasped, when I slid my fingers under her skirt.
She lifted herself so I could pull down her panties, whimpering out my name as our tongues tussled, our teeth clashed, our moans colliding.
As soon as her panties came down to her ankles, my sister grinded her exposed cunt against my pants, drenching my school uniform with her arousal.
*Fuck. Fuck!*
“Take it off,” my sister panted, breaking the kiss so she could stare at me through tear-stained eyes. “Please.”
Were we really going to do this? What if Ellie got pregnant?
Fuck it. Her pussy was way too good to say no. If I made Ava and Lucia a grandparent, it didn’t matter. *Not now.*
Leaning forward, I kissed the sweet heat of her neck while I undid my belt. My sister was with me, lifting herself once again, allowing me to wrench my pants down. And being the helpful little sister that she was, Ellie helped remove my boxers, sliding it down my thighs, gasping when she saw my upright cock.
I was sensitive, throbbing all over, but as Ellie’s little moans filled up the car, my soreness seemed to fizzle away, replaced by a desperate, gnawing need to sink inside her freshly fucked cunt.
“I love you.” Ellie shuddered as I bruised her neck with my lips, sucking hard. “I love you so fucking much.”
“I love you too,” I told her, giving her my love. All of it.
I gripped her ass, alternating between light kneads and hard squeezes, rewarded by Ellie’s crazy moanings. She positioned her leaking pussy over my upright cock.
I couldn’t even see her sex. Her school skirt was blocking the sinful sight. But I could *feel* her heat, and I could definitely feel her arousal dripping onto me, lubricating me naturally.
I stopped kissing her neck, pulled back, just in time to see my sister mouth a final ‘I love you’ before slamming down onto me.
Holy.
Fuck.
Ellie couldn’t take all of me in one swoop. She was still inexperienced, and her pussy was so fucking tight.
“Shit!” I gritted my teeth just as my sister shrieked, her pussy walls clamping around my sore cock, making me see stars.
And her moans…. fuck me… *her moans.*
So this was how Ellie *actually* felt like. So much warmer than I’d imagined, so much tighter than I’d envisioned, so much more sinful than anything I’d ever done.
Comparing this to last night… I was never ever going to touch a condom again.
“Dylan…” Ellie banded her arms around my neck, her lips quivering, wet from our mixed saliva.
“Y-Yeah?”
“You… you’re so big.” My sister parted her lips in a soft ‘O’, staring down at me with those gorgeous blues, her pupils unfocused. And when she dipped her hips forward and down, swallowing more of my cock, gasped, then repeated the process, finally taking *all* of me, she doomed us both to the pleasure of it all. “Oh my god.”
“Ellie,” I rasped, my body automatically reacting to hers, my hips pumping back and forth as Ellie bounced on my cock. I wanted to tell her to slow down, to let us savor the purity of the moment together, but when I opened my mouth again, only moans spilled out, and then my sister’s lips were back on mine.
I could tell she was close. Her moans were growing louder and her shudders were building up to a peak.
Fuck, I really, *really* wanted to have an hour-long, passion-filled fuck. Just us exploring each other’s bodies and making slow love, but Ellie had other plans, and could I really complain about fucking a girl like Ellie?
Young. Freshly eighteen. At the peak physical shape of her life.
And not to mention… very fertile.
“I love you,” Ellie whimpered, sucking hard on my bottom lip. “I… I—”
She didn’t get the chance to finish her sentence. My sister shuddered violently before letting out a shriek. Her walls clamped down around me, spasming wildly, forcing me to lose it completely as waves of pleasure shattered me apart.
For a split second, my whole body went rigid, and then I was roaring out my pleasure, spurting out my seed, filling my little sister up completely.
We didn’t speak. Our language was just moans, whimpers, lips biting, tongue tangling, everything and anything.
An eternity passed until my sister slumped down onto me.
“Oh my god,” Ellie breathed, her lips completely ruined, her school uniform in an even worse state. I was still inside her, hard and throbbing, sizzling out the final ropes of what must be one of the longest orgasms of my life. “Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god.”
“What the fuck,” I heaved, my body tingling with pins and needles, especially my thighs. My sister had been sitting on me for god knows how long, and when Ellie finally stood up, pulling me out of her, cum dripped down from her pussy, streaming down her thighs, towards her knee-high socks.
“I can’t…” Ellie blew out a breath. “I can’t feel my legs.”
“I…” I didn’t know what to say. I pulled my boxers up, covering what was left of my dignity.
I just fucked Ellie without protection. In my car. Behind her mother’s cafe.
Could I stoop any lower?
“Ellie…” I finally managed my sister’s name out. She was slumped beside me, her legs spread wide open, panties down to her ankles, skirt pulled up. With the angle I had on her, I could see her pussy, pink and swollen, still leaking out my seed.
*Just how much cum did she take?*
“Y-yeah?”
“Come here.”
I helped her tidy up. My sister pulled her panties back up and smoothed down her uniform, but she couldn’t hide away the marks of sins on her body.
I must have kissed her neck too hard, because there were deep love marks on the sides of her neck, and that wasn’t even mentioning her damp skirt and the mess I made down south.
“We need to go to a pharmacy,” I told my sister. “Get you a Plan B.”
She just nodded. “Yeah, okay.”
“Hey.” I brought a finger to her cheek, tenderly stroking. “You good?”
“I feel…” She sniffed. “I feel better. Thank you.”
Telling her ‘no problem’ just seemed wrong. Not only had I manipulated my little sister, I was encouraging this behavior of using sex as a crutch. Would Ellie start being a sex addict? Would she start using her sexuality to lure me into sex every time she was sad?
I hope not. The last thing the world needed was another Heidi.
“The pharmacy’s nearby.” I said. “Then I’m going to order some takeaway, and then we’re going home to get cleaned up.” Ellie was just looking at me with those soft, blue eyes, and I sighed. “We’re going to be very late for classes, but it should be fine.”
“Can… can we just skip school again?”
Fuck. Ellie was always a straight A student. In under a week, I had stolen Ellie’s virginity, pushed her into becoming an emotional mess, and now she wanted to be a rebel? Like Heidi and I?
This wasn’t good.
“I just…” Ellie gripped my wrist as I continued stroking her. “I just want to be alone. Actually…” She looked at me. “I want you there with me. Could—could you skip school too? Cuddle up in bed with me? Like last night?”
I knew I was doomed the moment she spoke up again.
*“Please?”*
How could I ever say no to that?
**Author’s note:**
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