Razor's Edge of Love

Author's Note: Long time no update, I know, but here is the next installment...


Chapter 10, John's Date with Julie:


Another week passed and once again Mr. Franklin got his way and again Julie called Karen.

"Hello?" she answered on the second ring.

Julie brought her voice down, "Dad's gone too far this time," she replied as she began pacing the twelve foot length of her bedroom. "He has John out with Kate Hill again."

Karen sighed softly and asked, "Do you think your dad's doing this because he knows?"

"I hope not," Julie answered as she nearly collapsed onto the side of her bed, the shock of the possibility hitting her.

"Breathe," Karen told her. She was worried for her friend, but really didn't know what to say. She felt for both siblings, but at the same time it was hard for her not to agree with their father to a certain degree.

"Breathe?" she asked as all the color had drained from her face, unsure of what breathing even was at this point as her fear began to get the better of her.

Karen knew she needed to find a way to keep Julie calm. She was still dazed and obviously hurt, but little if anything would come to her. "How did you manage to fall so hard for John?" she asked. She wasn't too interested by incest, but she knew Julie needed to talk. "I mean, when you were a kid?"

Julie thought for a moment, the words beginning to come to her. "When I was eight was when it started. He was never the type to put me down or ignore me. Whenever I'd have a nightmare, it was his bed I'd crawl into and not once did he kick me out. Even then I slept with an arm over him, not wanting to be away from him. We were always around each other and with him always being so sweet to me, I began to realize that I'd never find another guy like him. I knew it was wrong, but I'd fallen hard. Over time I grew to accept the idea of no guy ever being who I wanted most, even if I was trying to find the closest thing possible."

"The guys in high school," she commented, remembering them.

"Yeah. And then it was my eighteenth birthday and I was ready to jump him on our sofa, not caring Dad would be home any second. Less than two months later, finally, he kissed me. The longest two years of my life followed after that. We still hugged and stayed close, but we were too scared to try to kiss again, but it was no secret that we wanted to."

"And now?"

"He's everything I've ever wanted. He's sweet, gorgeous, caring, giving and when we -"

"Okay, more info than I needed, thanks."

"Hey, I've had to hear about Adam enough," she replied with as much of a laugh as she could give.

"That's different," Karen slipped, immediately realizing her mistake. "I mean -"

"I know," Julie said as her tone lowered again. "It's different because you're not related. Even you think it's sick," she added as she balled herself up again, her chin once again meeting her left knee.

"I don't think it's sick," Karen stated. "You're just the only one I know of who's in this kind of situation. I mean, it's not exactly something one advertises, so you may not be such a minority after all. Think about it, if Adam hadn't walked in on you two that day, would either of you have told us?"

She didn't want to admit it, but Karen was right. "No," she said softly.

Just then call waiting beeped in and Julie excused herself from her conversation with Karen. "Hello?"

"I love you, I love you, I love you," John told her on the other end.

"How was your date?" she asked, fighting to sound just a little angry as she tried to hide her thankfulness of hearing his soothing voice.

"Horrible and with any luck she'll never want to see me again."

"Where are you?"

"On my way home, to you. I cut the so-called date short, telling her that I'm in love with someone that Dad doesn't know about and that I didn't want to lead her on."

"What'd she say?"

"She thanked me for being honest and said that I was lucky to have found someone that I care so much for," he answered with a proud smile. "I can't tell you how thankful I am that you're not out with some guy right now to get back at me."

"It wasn't your fault. It's not like you went to Kate and asked her out, Dad did. And he's not exactly accepting of the idea of me seeing anyone at my young age, so you're in the clear there.

"All right, one more turn and I'm in the driveway and in ten minutes I want you dressed, downstairs and ready to go out."

"What?"

"I was promised a date tonight and since you're the only one I want to go out with, get dressed."

"All right," she told him just before they hung up so she could get changed.

Within the next half hour Julie was wearing a blue straight line ankle length skirt and a form fitting, long-sleeved purple top while John was still in his long-sleeved, form fitting black shirt and khakis as they were sitting down to their table at a restaurant.

"What inspired this?" Julie asked.

"I should've been out with you all along. She bores me, you don't. I'm not attracted to her, I am to you. And I'm just tired of having to pretend, so the next time Dad mentions Kate or anyone else, I'm telling him, just not that it's you."

"So, this is like a real date?" she asked with a smile, knowing it had been months since their last attempt at one.

"I don't want us to only have to be together behind closed doors," he answered truthfully.

"Even if that may be the safest place for us?"

"Look around, do you see anyone staring at us?"

Julie glanced around and saw that he was right. All of the others were staring ahead to whomever they were with or giving their orders to their servers. "Are we all -?" she wanted to ask.

"I wish," he answered with a soft sigh. "Honestly, I can't say, but I doubt it. I just mean that no one here knows about us, if they're looking at us it's only because of how we're looking at each other. Just think, until Dad told her, did Linda know we were related?"

"No," she answered with a soft smile.

"And how about the others at the gym?"

"You've made your point. But what about the others who do know? And Dad?"

"Those who do know don't care. Linda could've told him, but she didn't. Adam and Karen are on our side and Dad will think whatever he wants. This shouldn't be his decision. Or anyone else's."

"All right. Enough reality for tonight, let's have some fun."

"What kind of fun?" he asked with a cheeky grin.

"You really think I'd go down on you in a restaurant without a table cloth for cover?"

"Note to self," he stated in a low voice, "next restaurant, table cloth."

Julie began to laugh in disbelief, her features coloring despite how it often took more than this for her to be embarrassed.

John laughed himself at that, thankful to see hers for the first time in over a week.

From there it all seemed to be a wonderful blur of jokes, laughter, sharing of their dinners and more than a few kisses across the table.

"So, tell me more about the banquet coming up," Julie finally said as they shared a dessert.

"It's nothing we haven't done before. I'm hosting, handing out awards, a couple speeches will be given and for once we get a night truly to ourselves with all our friends."

"About the speeches, do I get a chance to tell everyone what a great brother I have again?"

"I don't know," he answered with a smile. "I'm not sure I'll be able to be away from you for so long. It's gonna be bad enough having to hand out the awards without you there."

"Maybe I'll let you make it up to me that night," she said with a sultry smile.

"How about I start right now?" he asked with a cheeky smile as he moved from his booth seat across from her to sit beside her, his lips soon meeting hers again.

"Sounds good," she answered through their kiss with a soft laugh.

Seemingly the next thing they knew they were pulling up into their driveway, John asking his sister, "Think you could sneak in?"

With one more quick kiss, Julie silently made her way to her brother's room, closed his door and stripped her clothes off as quickly as she could before getting under the covers of her side of his bed, deciding to give him a slightly unconventional surprise.

Just as she got situated, she heard his car door slam. Her heart was racing, but she knew she wanted this. It had been almost a week since the last time they had been able to truly be together and though she had an idea that he wouldn't, she could only hope he wouldn't turn the offer down.

"How was your date?" their father asked as John walked in.

"It went well, I think," he answered as he faked a yawn. "I'm just really tired right now and I thought it'd be best if I crashed here rather than at the restaurant or in the car."

"Are you feeling all right?"

"Nothing a good eight hours won't cure, night," he said as he made his way to his room.

"Night," he stated.

"Hey, Gorgeous," Julie said softly once her brother had closed his bedroom door. She had his top sheet covering all but her bare arms legs as she sat leaning forward with her arms resting on her knees.

At the sight, John could hardly think to form any words. "You're -" he managed breathlessly as his eyes fell over each exposed inch of his sister, knowing she couldn't be wearing anything underneath his sheet and already he could feel his cock hardening.

"What?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Amazing," he answered just as softly as his own soft smile emerged.

"Yeah?"

"Extremely." Taking a deep breath, he softly asked, "Is this for me?"

"All you see here and even what you don't," she answered with a sultry smile he could easily make out even in the darkness of his room.

Looking her exposed limbs over, John told her, "I've looked at you like this for a long time, but for the first time I don't know what part of you to kiss or touch first."

"Then come here," she replied. The tall, muscular brunette walked over to her side and his petite sister stood, leaving his sheet on the bed and took his hands in hers before saying, "You'll know. You always do."

He looked her over again and an idea occurred to him. "I'm making tonight and last week up to you," he stated. He took his shirt off as his body's temperature was still rising and tossed it to the foot of the bed before lifting Julie and lying her down onto his bed as his lips claimed hers.

Julie kissed him back just as tenderly and coiled her arms around his neck to draw him down with her. But John had another idea for his sister tonight. He knew he had hurt her and he hated it. Tonight, despite the soon-to-be painful throbbing in his pants, he was determined to have her know no one else mattered anywhere near as much to him as she did.

Soon John broke their kiss and moved onto the bed beside his sister and lowered his kisses all down her throat, chest and stomach until he reached the moistening curls surrounding her warm core.

But instead of toying with her that way so soon, John only continued downwards to her toned thighs and legs, hearing as a disappointed moan slipped from Julie's throat.

"You're okay," he breathed as his lips lowered down her slim left leg. "You're safe," he added as he lowered still to her ankle. "You're with me," he stated softly as he switched to her right and began moving upwards. "And I am never, never leaving you," continued as his lips met her right knee and thigh.

Julie's heart was nearly racing at her brother's warm words and soft voice. Not to mention from his incredible kisses seemingly covering her every inch as he continued his northern journey.

"Now," John said as he reached her hips, "where do you want me?"

"With me," she answered with a soft laugh though her sex was beginning to throb in anticipation.

"That's not what I meant," he stated with a smile. "I meant, do you want this?" he asked before he licked the whole of her cunt, her hips twisting as she moaned as softly as she could.

"That feels good," she purred as her hips thrust towards him and her hands began to cling to the sheet beneath her.

"I was hoping you'd say that," he replied a second before he repeated the maneuver, his tongue gliding over her swollen clit and lapping at her emerging nectar, being granted the same reward with nearly each broad lick he gave to her moistened, pink lips.

Julie could hardly hang on as her legs threatened to close around him. Especially when she felt her brother's agile tongue thrusting again and again into her opening, her muscles tightening almost immediately upon granting him entry.

Moments passed and though she had been trying to fight them, Julie's moans were steadily growing louder and as John had moved his sure licking and sucking to her increasingly needful swell, they both knew it wouldn't be much longer if he didn't stop himself.

He hated having to take his mouth from the wonderful pulsating, but as his own was still increasing, his solid shaft now chafing against his pants, fighting to be free from them, he knew he had to. "Think you're ready for more?" he asked softly.

"Like what?" she asked playfully.

"How do you want me this time? Like this?" he asked as he moved atop her, letting his still clothed erection glide along pouted lips, Julie only gasping at the sensations. "Or do you want me to move low again?"

But she chose a third option. Arching her body, her lips managed to claim his for a minute before she asked him, "Right now?"

He nodded.

"Under me," she answered with her own cheeky smile.

John was more than happy to oblige as he moved beside her and began to free his swollen cock from its khaki confines.

"Now this is a beautiful sight," she stated as she eyed his freed erection, his pants now falling to the floor.

"You think so?" he asked as she resituated herself above him, her snatch just inches from his cock now as she straddled him, her palms flat to the mattress just behind his shoulders.

"You, naked an this hard because of me. What's not to love?" she asked in reply just before she claimed his lips again in another long, tender kiss and lowered her hips to meet his. John's left hand was now gently grasping her right hip while his right moved to his oozing, solid stalk, holding it steady for his sister to lower her juicing folds over it.

As she did, neither were able to fight their soft groans of rapture as their bodies were finally connected again.

Julie's eager, clinging recesses greedily began to swallow her brother's entirety as she brought him deeper into her.

He could only gasp in surprise. Normally she would start slow, but evidentially she was more ready than he thought and as he felt his own throbs intensifying happily, he knew she wasn't the only one.

Both of his strong hands were now curled around her gently narrowed hips, his own hips swinging upwards to meet hers as his hands lowered her onto him hard and fast.

While keeping their pace, she managed to lean down and bring her lips to his neck. As her hot, naked chest was lying against his own with her erect nipples boring into his silken flesh, both could only softly moan in their rapture. Their attempts at remaining completely quiet failing once again.

They were quickly farther losing themselves in the incredible, fiery rhythm and sensations flowing through them. Slowly, his hands were moving over her back again, his hips still bucking up into hers as she took in each smooth inch of it he could, their kiss still not breaking as he took her shoulders into his strong hands.

She was still meeting him at each thrust, her tight, wet walls closing around his rigid tool again and again and both could only moan as their pleasure continued to intensify.

Their pace was soon increasing again and his heavy, tightening sac was slapping against her butt with each hard meeting that both were reveling in as John still glided in and out of his sister's hot, willing depths.

But Julie could only take just so much more until each muscle in her slim body tightened in the muscular brunette's loving hold and with a muffled, ecstatic cry, her nearly blinding orgasm claimed her. She convulsed repeatedly and bathed her brother's currently imprisoned erection with her warm, sweet juices.

With that John's hands moved back to his sister's gently trembling hips through her every tremor until she relaxed enough for him to pump his hard, continuously throbbing meat into her still eager snatch. It was only a moment more before his own body was tensing and as he let out his own muffled groan into her mouth, it was soon the walls of her womb coated with a rush of his warm cream as he came just as explosively.

It wasn't until their shudders and spasms had completely ceased that they even thought to disentangle their hot, sweat-dampened bodies, Julie collapsing weakly beside him.

"I love you," John told his sister as he looked to her in his warm embrace only a moment later.

"You'd better," she replied playfully with a soft laugh as she ran her fingertips down his silken chest.

He laughed softly himself, but only took in the sight of each of her attractive features.

"I love you, too," she said, her eyes now doing the same slow dance over his own attractive features.

"Promise me something," he said as he held her a little tighter.

"Anything," she replied as her fingers began to work their way through his nearly perfectly spiked dark brown strands.

"That no matter what Dad tries, you won't let him make up your mind about us."

"As long as you can promise me the same."

He kissed her softly at that and replied, "I can and I do."

"Then so can I and I do, too."

"Now, can I ask you a question?" he asked, a sly smile tugging at his lips.

"You just did," she told him, a cheeky smile appearing on her lips.

"Ha ha. Can I?"

"Sure."

"Do you think I should grow my hair back out?"

Julie only began to laugh as softly as she could. She had loved his shoulder length chocolate locks, but she couldn't imagine him with them again. "No," she said though her fingers were still in his hair.

"Why? You liked it before?"

"It was great in your early twenties, but now it'd be like you trying to relive your glory days. I like you better like this now. It shows you've evolved."

"You think so?"

"Hard to believe, I know, a guy evolving. Now, a guy liking it, now that's new," she added with a soft laugh.

John softly laughed, too, but at her joke he could only focus the fingertips of his left hand at her ribs, threatening to tickle her mercilessly, his sister now unable to contain her laughter. John's own now incapable of being concealed as well through he had begun kissing her neck.

"John, you still awake?" their father asked once he opened the door.

"Dad!" John cried in surprise as he took his lips and hand back as he moved closer to his sister, wanting to block their father's view of her beside him.

"Sorry, son," he said quickly as he moved back outside the door, closing it most of the way. "Never mind, I'll see you in the morning," he added just before closing the door again.

"Why do we even bother to lock our doors?" Julie whispered as she quickly composed herself.

"Because it gives us an extra second before he takes out that little screwdriver," John whispered back, both of them being brought back to reality. "But at least we can be thankful of three things."

"One, he didn't know it was me," she replied. "And?"

"That he knows I'm in bed with a woman and that means he won't try to set me up again."

"You're right," she said before she kissed him quickly. "But what about when he wants to meet me?"

"You're busy studying or working and we met at the gym, of course, through Adam."

"You're good."

"You're better," he said before he kissed her quickly.

"How do you figure?"

"Because you inspire me."

Julie laughed softly before saying, "There is something else to be thankful for."

"Yeah?" he asked as he moved his lips closer to hers.

"If he checks my room and sees I'm not there, he's gonna figure I went over to Karen's," she answered with a smile.

"Might I suggest something?"

"What?"

"That you wear jeans around him tomorrow? Because there's no way he didn't see your leg over mine."

"Done," she replied as she nuzzled into him a little more before their lips met again.