I woke up slowly. The sun was just starting to peak over the trees that lined the Eastern Shore. The Obsidian was still in the shadows but there was enough light to show me that Jess wasn’t in bed with me. I sat up, looking towards the head but it was dark and empty.
I pulled on a pair of shorts and made my way up to the main area. I found Jess sitting on the aft deck with a blanket wrapped around her. She was staring at the wisps of fog that the morning sun hadn’t yet burned away. She heard my approach and smiled at me.
“Hey,” she said softly.
“Hey. You okay?”
“Mmhmm,” she said, scooting over so I could sit beside her.
As soon as I sat down, she leaned over and kissed me. Softly at first then the kiss quickly grew in both passion and strength. Without breaking the kiss, Jess slid onto my lap and wrapped the blanket around us. I could feel her naked body against my chest and I wrapped my arms around her to pull her against me.
For several minutes we made out, kissing and gently caressing each other underneath the blanket. Then with one quick motion Jess pulled my shorts down and freed my cock from its confines. She didn’t say anything as she slid up, positioned herself, then slowly sank back down with me inside her.
We both sat still for a moment, enjoying the feeling and again marveling that we were finally at this point. Slowly, she started rocking her hips back and forth.
“God, you feel so good inside me Jace,” she whispered in my ear.
I reached down and held on to her soft ass, squeezing it as I pulled her closer to me. One of her hands slid between us and down to where we were joined. As I pulled her to me, she slowly began rubbing herself. I could feel her muscles start to tense, and I sped up. She came softly, her whole body going stiff for a moment before relaxing a little as small spasms occasionally making her twitch.
It was more than I could handle, and I felt myself start to cum. Jess sensed it too because she leaned down and kissed me, moving her hips to match my thrusts. I came almost as quietly, small moans escaping our lips.
We sat like that for several minutes and I could feel her pussy gently squeezing my slowly softening dick.
“Tell me again why it’s okay for me to cum inside you?” I asked worriedly.
“What? You don’t want two-headed kids?” she asked jokingly.
“Well, it’d be hard to find clothes that fit right.” I joked back. “Seriously though?”
“I figured we’d end up like this-” she bounced a little with me still inside her, “-eventually. I knew I didn’t want anything between you and me. Not clothes, not latex, not even air. So at my last doctor’s visit I had her put in an IUD.”
“You’ve been scheming.”
“Planning for the best,” she said, kissing me then standing up slowly. I slipped out of her and a few dribbles of my cum dripped out. She looked down then back up at me.
“You made a mess. I’m going to shower. Start breakfast?”
She let the blanket fall to the deck then slowly walked back into the boat. I just sat there, watching my sister walk. She turned and blew a kiss my way before turning into the bedroom.
*****
We lounged around the boat the rest of the day, watching TV or reading. Whatever we did we did it in each other’s arms. Most of the time we were in the aft lounge, Jess using my body as a pillow. We had a comfortable silence between us. Neither of us felt the need to fill it with meaningless words.
As she drifted off in an unexpected nap, I moved a few errant strands of hair away from her face and looked down upon her. My breath caught in my throat as tears welled up in my eyes. Here was my sister in my arms, sleeping peacefully because she knew she was perfectly safe with me. I knew it too. She knew that I’d never hurt her. That I would always protect her and be there for her. That I would do anything for her. I thought of the girls in the past that I’d told I’d loved and every one of them felt empty and hollow when compared to how I felt about Jess. All of them had left and I was now so grateful that they were no longer in my life.
A tear rolled down and dripped onto Jess’s forehead. She opened her eyes and looked up, concern filling her expression.
“I love you, so much,” I whispered. “I feel it. I’m in love with you too.”
She spun around, embracing me as sobs of relief came from both of us. We were bound now and nothing could separate us now.
*****
The next couple of days were a virtual blur. We slept. We ate. We made love. Repeat. There wasn’t a flat surface inside the boat that we didn’t use at least once.
We were just coming down from an afternoon session when the phone rang. Jess was bent over the dining table, her ass pushed against me as my last few spasms emptied myself into her. My head was so fuzzy I almost didn’t hear the ringtone. The phone was beside me so I was able to reach over and answer it. It was dad calling.
“Hey, Dad,” I said, trying to get my breathing under control. I held the mouthpiece away so he hopefully wouldn’t hear. Jess looked back at me, trying not to laugh. She wiggled her butt against me, sending a shock through my hyper-sensitive cock.
“Jason, everything okay?” Dad asked concerned.
“Yeah. Just doing some, uh, cleaning. How’s it going there?”
“Good. Really good. Police just made the arrest.”
Jess slid down, taking my cock in her hands and milking the last few drops out into her mouth.
“Wow, that’s awesome,” I said to both.
“Yeah,” Dad said, oblivious to what was happening on others end of the phone. “Come on home. You are not going to believe who it is.”
*****
Eight versus two. Hardly seems fair really, and I suppose it wasn’t. On one side of the conference table, eight of us sat looking at the two on the other side. On our side? Me, Jess, Mom, and Dad, accompanied by three exceedingly expensive and incredibly powerful attorneys and one prosecutor who was known for his high conviction rate.
On the other? One Junior public defender and the accused.
The public defender looked beleaguered and beaten. The guy who thought that he could be David against Goliath, only to realize in actuality he was the fly against the windshield. I felt bad for him. It was hard to watch someone’s idealism be extinguished so thoroughly.
The accused just sat there, glaring. To say she looked angry would be a gross understatement. Is the sun a little warm? Do root canals cause a bit of discomfort? The glares she shot our way made me wish I had applied SPF 50 before coming here. The utter hatred was palpable and washed over us like tidal waves against a tiny island.
Margaret. Just turned 18. Sister of a deranged and twisted psychopath who kidnapped two twelve-year-old twins, drugged them, and took them on a mad-drive through the city. The madman who blew himself up and sent both kids to the hospital. The asshole who haunted my nightmares for years and whose memory caused my damaged leg to ache.
If our lawyers and the prosecutor felt the hatred emanating from her like I did they didn’t let on. They just stared at the public defender as he read over the plea agreement. We all wanted to avoid a lengthy trial because with trials come publicity. With publicity comes questions, accusations, theories, and the ever watchful eye of the media. Jess and I argued adamantly against that. Luckily Mom and Dad felt similarly, though probably for different reasons.
Jess was staring at her just as intently. There was no murderous rage behind Jess’ eyes. Instead, I could tell Jess was trying to solve the riddle that was Margaret. Where I thought Jess would harbor hatred and malice, there was only curiosity and confusion.
I wondered where her parents were. They were fairly well off if memory served so they should have been able to pay for a better lawyer than Matlock Jr. here. Something wasn’t adding up. I looked over at Jess and she met my eyes. I smiled at her and held her hand, remembering fondly this morning.
We lay in my bed, the morning sun peeking through the curtains. Both of us were out of breath, silently lamenting the fact that we had to be quiet so Mom and Dad wouldn’t hear us as we made love. It’s what we missed the most from the boat.
Jess was draped across me, her fingers drawing lazy circles in my chest hair. Her sweaty body stuck to mine, convincing both of us to stay where we were until we had cooled off a bit.
“You ready for today?” I asked
“Yeah, I think so.” she looked up at me. “You’ll be there of course?”
“Of course. I’ll always be there for you.”
“I know.” she smiled mischievously. “Plus, it helps that I have a few million pieces of you swimming inside me now.” she wiggled her hips for emphasis
“Weirdo,” I said, kissing her.
“We’re twins. That makes you weirdo too.”
“Never denied it.”
I was drawn out of my memory by the defense attorney clearing his throat. I quickly looked around but no one was looking at me. Whew, no one noticed me zone out.
“I’ll need a few minutes to confer with my client,” he said, his voice wavering slightly.
It didn’t help that this wasn’t her first run-in with the law and even though juvenile records are usually sealed I’m guessing someone found the letter opener for her. We watched as the guard led her out into a private attorney’s room so they could go over it. With nothing else to do, I turned my attention back to the documents containing her plea deal.