Razor's Edge of Love

Chapter 4, Dessert:


They made their way into the kitchen seconds later and Julie asked, "What do you have in mind for breakfast?"

"Your favorite," he answered. "If I can figure out how to put it together."

"Would you like some help?"

"No, but I may need it," he admitted as he reached into the refrigerator and pulled out the individual bowls of fruit and set them on the counter.

Julie stepped beside him and pulled down a large bowl from the above cupboard. "All right," she said, "just pour them all in together and add some water."

John did and lastly poured the cubed pineapple pieces into the large bowl and as the last few fell, some of the juice splashed onto Julie's left thigh as she stood back a bit to give him more room.

"Aw, man," she said as she went to reach for a paper towel.

"I'll get it," John volunteered as he crouched down in front of her. Only he didn't take a napkin or paper towel with him.

Julie gasped as his tongue met her inner left thigh and traveled slowly upwards.

"Mmm, tasty," he purred as he stood back up once he felt his task was complete.

"You're not the only one who can have fun with this, you know?" she asked with a sly grin.

"No?" he asked with a smile, already anticipating what would come next.

Julie's eyes never left John's as she reached into the bowl and pressed a few raspberries between her fingertips. Then, she directed her attention to his neck, bringing her juice coated fingers to its right side and slowly brought them down its length and to its center hollow.

John's eyes closed as soon as he felt her warm lips grace his cool, sticky skin.

Julie took her time as she licked his smooth neck clean, wanting to make sure she got it all and wanting him to know how it had felt for her.

He found himself so lost in the sensations filling him that he hadn't even noticed she had stopped until seconds later. And only then did he realize his left hand was against the counter. It was all that was keeping him from the floor as the surprise from the liquid fire she was igniting within him overwhelmed his senses. "Guess it's my turn now," he managed to say as he took one of the sliced strawberries from the bowl.

Julie could only watch as he began to roll her pink shirt up with his left hand to just past her waist and drew the piece against her stomach in a line of waves. She gasped again, though this time it became a slight moan as his questing tongue moved across her firm skin.

He could feel her fingers beginning to work their way through his short dark strands as he slowly moved from one side to the other and smiled to himself as he felt her temperature beginning to rise slightly.

Julie leaned into John a little more as he continued. Though he didn't stop at just her stomach.

With the bottom of her shirt now rolled to just beneath her breasts, John moved to her right side and then to her left.

Realizing she would soon lose her balance if he continued like he was, he tossed the piece into his mouth and took Julie's hips into his strong hands as he continued for another several seconds.

"My turn," she breathed as she began to recover some of her strength. But before she took hold of another piece, she moved close and kissed him, savoring the sweet taste from his mouth.

As he was being drawn deeper into their kiss, John could barely tell how she was gripping the bottom of his shirt. At least until she began to bring it up and had to break their kiss to pull it off of him.

She then took one of the blueberries from the bowl and took the juice to the center line of his chest and as her tongue made its way downwards, her right hand continued to draw the thin liquid over his firm left pectoral, her middle finger brushing his hardened nipple which she soon took passed her lips.

This time it was John's turn to gasp as once again the sensations from her mouth began to overwhelm him. But this time it was more than just his senses reacting favorably and with her proximity, he knew she could tell.

When Julie pulled back several seconds later and looked back up at him, he leaned down and savored the blueberry's sweet taste from her lips. And soon just as she had done to him, he broke their heated kiss to take her shirt from her form, her lilac bra being next. "Wouldn't want anything to happen to them," he said with a smile of appreciation, his brown eyes ablaze with the desire he was feeling for her.

Taking a crushed cherry, he soon mimicked her same movements, hitting all the same pleasure points and igniting all the same passions and desires within his sister as she had done for him. And each gasp and little moan that came from her only fueled his own, the bulge in his khakis growing noticeably larger with each flick and swirling motion of his agile tongue.

She could feel her core growing warmer and her own juices begin to flow slightly as his lips continued to suck the cherry's liquid off of her small hardened bud. Her hands soon lowered themselves to the belt of his pants and she completely undid it, unhooking and unzipping them next, reaching a slender hand inside to grasp him.

By now they had each had about as much as they could take and Julie began to move towards one of the line of counters across from the counter where the bowls were.

John's hands moved to the belt of her denim shorts and undid them before lowering them off of her. He then curled his strong hands around her lower rounds and lifted her to the bare counter before leaning in to return his lips to hers again before kicking his pants and boxers off and moved between her parted legs.

"I knew we'd never make it to one of our rooms," Julie said breathlessly when they parted for a gulp of air.

"But isn't that half the fun?" he asked though his own labored breaths. "To know we can be anywhere in the house like this for once?"

"Definitely," was as much of a reply as she could muster as he brought his lips down her slim form again, his questing tongue now moving over each exposed center inch.

Julie's body was on the verge of writhing as her middle was arching towards him, no part of her wanting this to have to end.

Now tasting her sweet nectar as opposed to that of the pieces of fruit, John knew she was closer than he had anticipated and brought his hands up to stroke her sides as he thrust his tongue into her.

Julie gasped and spread her legs a little wider to keep them from closing around John. As his hands continued to run up and down her sides, her skin continued to prickle and her nipples continued to harden in pleasure.

John's hands moved upwards as did his lips and tongue as her lower half continued to move towards him, his own body not wanting to have to wait any longer either as his throbs rapidly increased. His lips soon reached hers and she kissed him back, their tongues now meeting and exploring each others' mouths slowly.

Just as slowly and in her distraction, John centered himself and began to slip into her, her hips eager to meet his as they often were by this point.

Julie moved her hands to his sides, clutching him tightly as he began to thrust into her. Her entire lower half seemed to be pulsating with his and inside she was only gripping him tighter.

Their breaths were quickening still and their moans and groans were growing louder as they were being overtaken by their needs.

His hips were slamming into hers and she took him and met him at each thrust. A fire was being ignited within them and they knew there was only one way to extinguish it.

Their pace sped again, his heavy, full balls hitting her ass and her soft, needy breasts bouncing in his hands.

Julie tightened around him again, her muscles just short of coiling, her gasps growing sharper, her abdomen flinching quickly.

John smiled as best he could, knowing what would surely follow, but his own nearing edge was making it difficult for him to focus on much else.

Having been pushed too far beyond her capability for coherent speech, Julie couldn't even think to call out as she came, a sharp gasp and a long, gratified moan was all she could manage as her body shook and trembled just in front of John's.

Breathing heavily himself, as he felt Julie's pulsating walls still fluttering around him and continuing to spill onto him, he groaned loudly in reply as he came next, his hot release firing into her as quaked in her grasp.

Long seconds passed and somehow John managed to keep from collapsing to the floor as he prepared himself to move again, currently bracing himself against the sides of the counter at either side of his sister.

Slowly, he began to move back and Julie hopped down and followed rather than continue to recover there.

"Any chance you'd like to join me for a shower?" she asked.

Still continuing to get his breath back, he nodded in reply with a soft smile.

Almost as soon as the water warmed to their liking, they each had a seat on the tub floor beside each other, facing the frosted shower curtain as the water cascaded over them while they continued their recovery.

It was Julie to reach for the shower gel behind them and began to bring the smooth liquid down his right arm with both hands.

"Mmmm," he breathed as he took in the cool sensations from the cucumber scented gel.

"Better?" she asked as her hands wandered down his broad chest.

"Not yet," he said with a slight shake of his head. Then he took the bottle and poured some of the liquid into his left palm, swirled it between his warm hands and then moved them to Julie's chest and stomach. "Now it's better," he said with a smile.

Their movements were much slower, but very similar to those they had shared just moments ago in the kitchen. Though this time they were much more sensual and far more relaxing than the last, their affection now overpowering their earlier inner demands.

"Think I could do your back?" he asked.

She knew she didn't really need it, but wasn't about to deny him access.

His fingers wandered first, dancing over her back before massaging her back, shoulders, neck and arms gently.

This time it was her turn to purr. Not quite like before, but still he was weakening her slightly again and she couldn't help but enjoy it.

John soon let the water rinse the soap from her and from his hands before moving his arms around her.

The warm water was now washing over both of their newly clean nude forms, relaxing them further by the minute.

Julie leaned back against him, her head against his left shoulder as she brought her arms over his. "Do you imagine lunch will be as eventful?" she asked jokingly, but softly.

"I hope not," he said with a slight laugh. "I don't think we could take it."

At that Julie moved her hands under John's and took them into hers and gently pulled his arms over her to hold her more tightly.

"I love this," he said softly. "Just the two of us, just like this. No cares in the world at least for another day. I just hate that it has to end."

"I do, too," she said as she looked up into his eyes. "This is what I always saw when I thought about being with you. It's what I always wanted us to be able to be."

"Even when you were eight?" he asked as he remembered what she had said just before their first time.

"I've wanted you since before I knew what to do with you," she replied with a slight laugh, knowing how true it was.

John lowered his head slightly and let his lips meet hers again, still incapable of knowing what he had done so right as to have her as in love with him as he was with her.

Their kiss was tender and slow as their mouths began to open only very gradually, Julie turning more into him to keep from straining her neck as she moved her arms around him, his arms soon moving around her as well.

They didn't know how long they had remained that way, but it seemed the next time they opened their eyes the water had gone ice cold.

They each soon made their way into their rooms and dried off and dressed. John in a long sleeved red shirt and jeans. Julie in jeans and a long sleeved, powder blue midriff.

"What have you decided on for lunch?" Julie asked as she met him in the kitchen and saw him putting something together.

"Chicken salad wrap, interested?" he answered.

"Always," she replied as she looked to him.

It was only when they sat down on the sofa and put a movie on while they began to eat that they realized just how long they had been in the shower for.

"That explains the cold water," Julie commented as she looked to the clock above the television.

"I can't believe it's six and we're only just now having lunch," he said.

"Well, we have had other things on our minds beside food," she said just before she took a bite of her wrap.

"Because we've been able to for once," he replied. "But dinner will still be in two hours and I want you to help me make it."

"I thought you said you couldn't take a repeat of this afternoon."

"It won't be a repeat. I'm just not ready for this weekend to be over yet."

"You're not the only one."

Two hours later they began to make their dinner, both having to fight the urge to do again what they had done earlier.

"What do you think of this?" he asked as he held the wooden spoon for her to taste.

"Mmm, I like it," she replied enthusiastically.

"I'm glad," he said. "But you've got just a little -"

Before Julie knew it, his lips were against hers once again and she was kissing him back despite the surprise he had given her.

"Did you get it?" she asked with a slight laugh when they parted.

He looked her soft lips over again and said, "No, not yet," before kissing her again. This time his hands were free, but soon to Julie's back as he pressed her gently to him, Julie quickly reciprocating by putting her hands to his shoulder blades.

"Now?" she asked when they separated again.

"Yeah," he replied, though it was obvious he wanted to lean in again. "Let's eat."

"How about you take the food and go on over to the table?" she asked. "And I'll take care of the lights."

"Candles?" he asked.

She nodded and replied, "You know how I feel about mood lighting."

"All right," he agreed with a smile as he took the two plates and made his way out to the dining room.

Julie took one of the tall, glass encased candles and once it was lit, made her way back to the living room, turning out each of the lights before coming back to the kitchen and doing the same before lighting a second candle and putting both in the center of the table once she came back into the darkened dining room.

"You're right," John told her as she took the seat across from him. "This is much better."

"I just wish we could do this more often," she said. "Without the threat of getting found out, of course."

"Let's just enjoy this tonight," he suggested. "Just for tonight and tomorrow, forget how everyone else sees this as wrong, among other things. Forget that Dad would even care. There's no one here but us, let's keep it that way for as long as we can."

"Okay," she said with a deep breath and a smile. "What are we going to do after dinner then?"

"You'll find out soon enough," he replied with his own smile. "But I will tell you it won't be as eventful as earlier."

"We won't have to turn the lights back on, will we?"

"No. I like the look of this as much as you do."

When they finally finished their dinner about a half an hour later, they each took one of the candles and headed out into the living room, placing one on each side of the coffee table before they took a seat on the sofa beside one another.

Almost before Julie knew it, John had her leaning against him again and she couldn't help but ask, "Not that I'm complaining, but how does this always happen?" as she looked up at him.

"Easy access," he replied before he kissed her.

They parted soon and he hit the remote's 'play' button before his arms coiled around her again.

But only a few minutes into the movie, Julie found herself growing more interested in the man behind her as opposed to the one on the screen.

Within seconds she was turning in his arms to face him and lowered herself to his waist.

"That's right, you didn't get dessert tonight, did you?" he asked with a slight smile when he saw the seductive gleam in her eyes.

Still smiling, Julie shook her head slowly as she raised his shirt up out of his jeans and brought her lips to his lower abs.

"You know, this weekend was supposed to be about me tending to your wants and needs," he said.

"I can't show my appreciation?" she asked with a playful pout as her fingers danced over his muscular thighs.

"Hmmm," he said as he pretended to think about it before looking back to her, his smile yet to completely fade.

"Let's see if I can convince you," she said with her own smile as she began to slowly unbuckle his belt.

"Ohh," John breathed as his eyes closed while Julie continued her almost painfully slow movements. Her hands moved to slowly run over his heating and swelling groin as she watched his bulge steadily grow.

"Still thinking?" she asked as she toyed with his zipper.

"Julie," he breathed with her left hand so achingly close. He could barely think of anything, but he knew she wouldn't continue until he made it known he wanted, though needed rather, her to.

"Do you want me to keep going?" she asked as she began to lower it again.

He licked his lips and canted his head back over the armrest at the back of his neck. "Yes," he managed through another breath.

Smiling appreciatively at the sight of his hardened cock ready to spring free, she unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans before pulling them as well as his boxers completely off of him and dropping them to the floor.

Her eyes grew bright and she could see his thick length continuing to extend. She wrapped her fingers around his erection first, stroking him lightly as she lowered her mouth to his groin.

To John, her tongue soon seemed to take on a life of its own as she slowly licked upwards from his base to tip. The warmth from her mouth was only adding to his own heat and his throbs were increasing with each flick and twirl of her agile tongue.

Julie's right hand soon moved to his left hip to keep him in place while her left hand caressed his balls. She engulfed his cock into her mouth in a single quick motion, causing John to gasp sharply as a wave of bliss surged through his entire body.

Soon she moved her right hand back to the base of his pulsating shaft as she licked all around the swollen head and his already slightly oozing slit.

As his breathing increased and his pleasure filled groans began to amplify, he had one hand digging into the cushion beneath him and the other digging into the one beside him. His hips were beginning to writhe as the controlled caresses of her tongue intensified steadily.

The fingers of her right hand were clamped around his shaft as she began to suck hard at its smooth head and his control was beginning to slip from him while she ran the fingertips of her left hand up and down his inner right thigh.

John knew with the way her sweet mouth and soft, slender hands were continuing to tease him, that when he came it wouldn't be too dissimilar to what he had achieved in the kitchen. Again, she brought her tongue up in an agonizingly slow lick, leaving John to wait an instant for her to lower it again at the same slow speed.

Julie soon slid her lips back down his steel-hard stalk and allowed him a moment's breath. She knew he was just on the verge and wanted to keep him there for as long as she could, wanting his orgasm to be satisfyingly intense as possible.

Taking him deeper into her mouth again, she let her hands move up to his torso and run over its length as well as that of his sides before she had her left cup his balls again.

The sensations continued to fill him and his breaths were becoming pants, his body soon tensing beneath Julie as she had now stopped teasing him and was quickly driving him closer by the seconds.

No longer were his hips writhing, rather bucking into her as she increased her tempo. They both knew it wouldn't be long now and they both sped their pace.

"Ohhh, Julie," he groaned through quickened breaths as her tongue seemed to be finding each of his most sensitive spots.

"Mmmm," Julie purred as she could taste more of his salty juices emerging from his velvety tip while she increased her suction. He soon tightened in her grasp, his hips wanting to snap towards her still as he was now only seconds away.

Between her quick movements, each touch and now the brief humming that had just come from her throat was all it took for him to finally erupt. His balls tightened in her loose grip, his body quaked repeatedly and a few short blasts of hot come fired into her wet mouth.

Julie took her lips away once she had licked him clean and brought her right hand back up to continue stroking him until his final shudders had ceased.

"You're incredible," he managed to say when she finally took her hands away and sat back up.

"So are you," she replied with a soft smile as she licked her lips briefly, still enjoying the taste of him.

After another few minutes, John reached down and pulled his jeans back on and offered Julie her same spot against him.

Smiling softly in reply as she turned back around, Julie reclined against his broad chest again and felt herself relaxing even more as he returned his arms around her.