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As I sat at the dining table, surrounded by the people I loved and ‘someone I just knew’ (Sally’s mom), I felt a deep sense of contentment.
Allison’s hand was clasped in mine, hidden under the tablecloth. My dad, Elizabeth, and Sally were all chatting and laughing, while Sally’s mom looked on, a hint of a smile on her face.
We were enjoying a quiet breakfast together, the morning sunlight streaming through the windows. Sally finally got everyone’s attention by tapping on her glass, and we all turned to look at her.
She took a deep breath and began signing, her hands moving swiftly as she conveyed her message. “Guys, I’ve come to a conclusion.”
Liz’s eyes widened with curiosity. “What is it, Sally?” she asked. “Please tell us.”
Sally’s hands moved again, and I watched carefully, “It’s about Mom. The decision about wanting me to live with her.”
“Have you finally thought about it, Sally?” she asked. “So, what do you think? Are you staying with us?”
Sally’s face scrunched up in concentration, and she took another deep breath before signing, “Actually, I want to move in with my biological Mom.”
The room fell silent, and I felt Allison’s hand tighten around mine. I glanced at her, knowing what she was thinking and judging from her sudden sweaty hands, I knew she was furious, anxious, and probably scared. Sally’s decision had clearly taken everyone by surprise.
Sally’s mother beamed with joy, her eyes shining with unshed tears. “Yes! Yes! Thank you, Sally, for accepting me,” she said, her voice trembling. “I promise to make it up to you, to be the mother I should have been. I’m deeply sorry for the pain I’ve caused you in the past, and I vow to love and cherish you from now on.”
Sally simply nodded, her face unreadable. Allison, however, was a different story altogether. Her face contorted in anger, she slammed her hands against the table, making everyone jump.
“How could you do this to us, Sally?” Allison’s voice trembled with rage. “My mom loved you, I loved you, and you’re just leaving us like this for… for her?” Allison’s eyes flashed with disdain as she glared at Sally’s mother.
Elizabeth intervened, her voice calm and soothing. “Allison, it’s enough. Sally probably has her reasons.”
But Allison was beyond consolation. “What reasons could she possibly have? This woman threw her away when she was just a kid! How could Sally just forgive her like that?”
Allison’s anger boiled over, and she spat out the words, “I hate you, Sally! You never change!”
With that, she stormed away, leaving the rest of them in stunned silence. I quickly signed to Sally who was about to run to follow her, “I’ll go talk to her. She’s probably really upset, and with school stress and everything, it’s not been easy for her.”
I stood up and headed upstairs, determined to calm Allison down. But when I entered her room, I was surprised to find it empty. I wondered where she could be, and a pang of worry settled in my chest.
I decided to call her, but she didn’t pick up. I got even more worried and tried calling her again. This time, I heard the phone ringing from the bathroom. I pushed open the slightly ajar door and found Allison sitting on the edge of the bathtub, her head in her hands.
“Allison,” I said softly, trying to coax her out of her shell.
But she just shook her head and muttered, “Don’t talk to me. You guys should just leave me alone.”
She quickly got up and brushed past me, heading downstairs to the kitchen. I followed her, finding everyone in the process of leaving. The atmosphere was tense, and I could sense the unease.
As we stood in the kitchen, I tried to reason with Allison. “Just calm down, okay? Your sister probably had her reasons for wanting to leave with her mom.”
Allison’s eyes flashed with anger, but I continued, “Let’s just talk to Sally and understand her perspective. Maybe there’s more to this than we think.”
I also tried to encourage Allison to cherish the time she had left with Sally before she leaves. “You don’t want to regret this angry emotion you’re feeling right now.”
She looked at me, her expression softening. After a moment, she nodded, and I could see the tension in her body begin to ease.
“You’re right,” she said finally. “I’ll apologize to Sally and try to spend some quality time with her before she leaves.”
I smiled, relieved that she was willing to listen and understand.
“So, when are you going back to school?” I asked, trying to break the upcoming silence.
Allison let out a dramatic sigh. “Ugh, school… I’m exhausted already, and I haven’t even started yet. I’m heading back this week, and Nina’s been bugging me to come tomorrow, but I told her I couldn’t make it. She really misses me, though. It’s too bad we’re not in the same year anymore.” She shrugged, a hint of wistfulness in her voice. “I guess that’s just how life goes.”
I chuckled and moved closer to her, my eyes locked on hers. “By the way, You’re looking very beautiful this morning,” I whispered, my voice low and husky.
Allison’s cheeks flushed, and she smiled, her eyes sparkling. “Really?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
I nodded, my face inches from hers. “Yes, very pretty. I can’t just fucking take my eyes off you. I can kiss you, right?” My lips brushed against hers, sending shivers down my spine.
Allison’s eyes fluttered closed, and she whispered, “What are you waiting for? You can kiss me, of course. Do you need to even ask me before you-”
My lips crashed against hers, our tongues dancing together in a passionate kiss. We were lost in the moment, our bodies pressed together as we devoured each other.
The world around us melted away, leaving only the two of us, lost in our desire. Before I knew it, I had swept Allison onto the kitchen counter, our lips still locked in a passionate, all-consuming kiss.
As Allison wrapped her legs around my waist, pulling me closer, she whispered, “Bedroom?” Her voice was barely audible, muffled by my kisses.
“I can’t wait,” I groaned against her sweet, soft lips. “Let’s do it, baby.”
With that, I quickly went to bolt the door.
“What? Here? We can’t actually”
I looked down to see her skirt riding up her thighs. “Can’t fucking wait nor can I resist you,” I growled, my voice heavy with desire as I stood between her parted legs.
My hands gripped her hips possessively, pulling her closely against me. Fucking fuck. What was Allison doing to me?
I kicked off my pants, revealing my erection.
Allison gasped feeling her panties being tugged aside, baring her most intimate area to me.
I cupped her pussy before rubbing my fingers against her wet, swollen flesh, teasing her sensitive bud, making her whimper and arch her back against the cold countertop.
“Shh…” I whispered, pressing my left hand firmly over her mouth as I slowly began to push my cock inside her.
Inch by inch, I filled her warm, tight channel, watching as she bit her lip to stifle her moan. Her nails dug into my shoulders as she adjusted to my size.
“So fucking huge. So fucking good,” she moaned softly causing me to go insane at that point.
The kitchen counter shook beneath her as I began pounding into her, the force of my thrusts making the plates rattle and the utensils jump.
She wrapped her legs around my waist, pulling me deeper as I filled the room with the sound of flesh slapping against flesh.
At that point, I didn’t care if they heard us… or maybe I do, just a little bit.
“Mmmph!” She mumbled, trying to moan, but my large hand had covered her mouth, muffling the sound.
Allison’s body arched more, meeting my deep thrusts. I hit that spot inside her that made her eyes roll back, her body convulsing slightly.
“Oh shit baby, you are so made for me,” I hissed lowly.
Her muffled cries grew louder against my palm, mingling with the wet sounds of my cock sliding in and out of her slick pussy.
The counter creaked dangerously with each powerful thrust. She was getting close, and the way my hand silenced her desperate moans only seemed to drive her wilder.
I could feel her getting closer, her inner walls clenching around me like a vice.
Suddenly, she let out a muffled wail, her body tensing as she hit her peak. But I didn’t stop. I kept pounding into her, not giving her a moment to catch her breath.
Later, I found my release, filling her to the brim, as she whimpered muffledly, her body convulsing around me. I held her breasts possessively, massaging them gently as I slowly withdrew, leaving her panting and disheveled on the cold countertop.
Then, she buttoned up her blouse, straightening her skirt and hair as best she could while I zipped up my pants, running a hand through my messy hair.
I helped her down and she turned to face me, leaning in for one last deep, passionate kiss. “I love you,” she whispered, resting her head on my chest.
I hugged her tightly, feeling my heart swell with love for her. “I love you more than you ever think, baby,” I said, pressing a kiss to the top of her head.
Hand in hand, we both left the kitchen, ready to face the rest of our day together, grateful for this little moment of stolen intimacy and this love that would certainly be forever.
But then, I keep on remembering she’s mine.
My baby,
My Bells,
My lover,
Mine and forever.
FUCKING MINE!
THE END.
THANK YOU FOR READING THIS STEAMY BOOK TILL THE END AND NOW, TADA!
A few chapters will delve into Sally and Colby’s sizzling relationship with unmissable heat. You wouldn’t want to miss out on this new sibling step romance.
I mean, who could resist the allure of a bad boy football player with messy jet black hair, piercing dark eyes plus a pierced cock, and sculpted muscles? Certainly not our secretive Sally though.