Razor's Edge of Love

Chapter 6, The Weekend's End:


Come night fall, once they had finished another of their candlelight dinners, John revealed another one of his planned surprises for his sister.

Julie was cleaning up in the kitchen, wanting everything to look as close to its normal state as it could in time for their father to come back when she heard slow music coming from the living room.

Deciding her work was done enough, Julie went to investigate. When she did, she found John waiting for her not far from the stereo with the lights dimmed. With John standing in his form fitting long sleeved black shirt and slightly loose fitting jeans with a smile upon the lips she viewed as complete perfection, she felt herself rendered more than slightly weakened.

"May I have this dance?" he asked as he offered his left hand.

"You know how our dances always end," she told him softly, unable to keep from laughing slightly.

"I do," he said, his smile yet to fade.

She laughed slightly again, but moved towards him. Still wordlessly, he took her right hand into his left, his right at her side while her left rested at his right shoulder from behind.

"Tonight, this place is ours and we're safe, no one can touch us or try to make us feel this is wrong," he told her softly as they swayed together, Julie following his lead.

The music continued and with each change of the lazily sexy songs, they moved closer to one another, their eyes getting lost in the depths of the others'.

Within another song change their increasingly fevered bodies were against each other and tender kisses were being exchanged. Julie's mouth began to open first, her agile tongue massaging his before he used his to do the same.

Their kiss continued to intensify and their arms now around each other as their dance seemed to have ended, this dance between them beginning to take over.

For long minutes they remained that way, each sensation threatening to send their senses into overdrive as their needs continued to increase.

At her lower stomach, Julie could feel John's emerging hardness pressing into her and at her demand, John could sense her own readiness in return. He could easily feel her heat emerging from her lower half through her jeans and feel her stiff nipples pressing into his firm chest, despite the thick material of her bra.

"Do you think we could sit for a minute?" John asked as he tried to regain his breath when he broke their kiss.

"Yeah," she answered as she turned the stereo off before walking with him to the sofa, realizing she needed a minute herself.

They both needed to catch their breath, but their bodies weren't willing to stop and were now demanding they continue.

Just a minute later, John laid his head down in Julie's lap, his desire filled brown orbs gazing up at the swells just inches above his handsome face.

Julie had an idea of what he would soon do and just smiled softly in hope as the fingers of her left hand began to work their way through his short dark strands.

As she had imagined, John's hands soon began to raise her powder blue shirt and the front closure of her pastel bra opened. Before she knew it, the most incredible lips she had ever felt were clamped gently onto her hard left nipple and were steadily drawing a bit more of her swell into his hot mouth.

She gasped in pleasure filled surprise, but could hardly think through the desire he was awakening in her. Yet instinctively, her right hand traveled down his firm torso, unbuckled his belt and slipped into his loose fitting jeans.

As her slender hand gripped him and began to stroke him, it was John's turn to moan as he looked up at her with his own lustful pleasant surprise.

When she saw he had taken his mouth from her, she lowered her own and kissed him again while continuing to bring his hard cock through her tight fist.

John loved the sensations flowing through him, but he knew he'd soon lose control if she continued on this way. With that in mind, he sat back up slowly and turned to lower her down to the sofa.

Knowing what this meant, Julie took her hand back and sat up slightly to run her lips from his to his neck.

Despite the sexual haze clouding his mind, John managed to think clearly enough to lower a hand to her jeans and quickly open them before he slipped his own hand into them. Her swell was between his middle fingers within seconds and as the sensations began to overwhelm her, she had to lay down against the sofa once again. Though all the while, her body was silently pleading John to not stop.

Seeing her this way was only adding to his own growing enjoyment and once he had lowered her jeans enough he placed his lips to where he had just had his fingers to continue pushing her closer as he suckled at her burning clit while he slipped the thick denim material from her lower half and let them fall to the floor. His own jeans soon followed as he could feel his long, swollen shaft trying to force its way through them.

Their shirts were next, though suddenly neither was sure who's had come off first or if they had removed them themselves. But none of that mattered as they were finally seeing each other again. Seconds later, John returned his lips to her bud and applied gentle pressure with his tongue for a matter of seconds before he thrust it into her hot, wet slit. It was then he raised her slim legs and hooked them over his shoulders, her heels digging slightly into his back as the searing pleasure began to seriously overtake her.

John didn't mind, just the opposite in fact, knowing it was because of him her body was writhing in this sexual delight. Her amplifying, nonsensical moaning quickly becoming music to his ears and it was only continuing to fuel his own arousal rapidly. Still, he continued to push her closer until a minute later when he realized that more than just moans were escaping her throat.

"Stop," Julie breathed. "Oh! John, stop."

He heard her the second time and took his mouth away, looking up at her with a concerned expression. "Why?" he breathed.

"I need you inside me," she told him as she fought for control of her breaths.

"I thought I just was," he said with a grin.

"It's not the same," she said, her voice still on the verge of panting as he had driven her so close. "This time I need to feel you."

Being just as close himself now, John was more than happy to oblige. He nodded and moved his tall, muscular frame above his sister's body and began to kiss from her collarbone to just below her left ear as his rock solid shaft entered her very wet and accepting cunt.

"Yes," she breathed as the sensations of him filling her pushed her closer again as she put her hands to his well defined middle, wanting as much of their skin touching as possible.

John's own blissful groan followed as he could still feel himself filling her as he pushed more of his straining and throbbing dick into her.

This time Julie's hips weren't snapping towards his. Tonight she wanted to take her time, even if she was a little too close already. She soon began to kiss his neck again, this time lowering her lips down to his chest and soon slipping one of his own hardened nipples into her mouth, her tongue lazily circling the flat, rosy disc around it.

John's hands soon reached her globes once again in reply, letting his fingertips run down both before having them dance over her swells' hardened points. Her body continued to arch towards him and his own continued to speed its pace as he pumped himself into her.

It seemed she was just as wet as he was hard and they both knew it would only be a matter of minutes more before the rapture promised washed over them both.

Julie's hands soon reached John's chest as well, her nails raking gently over his firm, smooth torso. At the sensation, another groan escaped his throat, hitting the side of Julie's neck.

Her body shivered at his hot breath hitting the moist trail his lips had left. And at his lips' removal from her skin, Julie's own soon took advantage at his neck, venturing to his smooth throat as he continued to move above her, his thrusts beginning to increase.

Not too much longer, John's lips came down onto Julie's, his tongue now probing her mouth as hers did the same to his. His hands had moved to the armrest behind her head, realizing the molten desire that would soon overtake him and the last thing he wanted was to grip any part of Julie this tightly, knowing he'd surely hurt her. But neither minded too much as at this angle he was able to gain better balance, quicken their pace again and dive farther into her velvety recesses, their rapturous moaning reaching new heights as a result.

Julie's hands were just short of clinging to John's broad shoulders as she began to meet his hips with more force as their pace increased again. "Oh, John," she breathed as her inner walls grasped him tighter, pulling him in deeper each time he moved to pull out before pushing into her again as she had relaxed enough to let him.

John could feel his balls tightening and his come churning within them as their friction continued to increase and their volcanic releases truly neared.

A sharp gasp soon emerged from John as he felt Julie's tremors begin, immediately followed by a long, satisfied groan as he came inside her, his seemingly boiling stream of come coating the farthest walls of her womb as his blissful, nearly blinding orgasm shot through his whole body.

As his body shook almost violently around her, Julie's own reacted, her own hot juices coating his still throbbing cock inside her as she came just as explosively, nearly screaming his name as the ecstasy promised produced itself.

Still, they rocked steadily against each other as they continued their way back down from their orgasmic heights until finally their shudders had stopped completely.

They soon disentangled themselves and collapsed weakly beside each other on the sofa until finally John had gained enough of his strength back to ask, "When do you think we should move this to one of our rooms?"

"Why move it anywhere?" she asked as she looked ahead into his incredible eyes, their blissful relief still reflected in their brown orbs.

"Because if we fall asleep here, we're really gonna be in trouble," he told her.

"Okay," she said as she stood from the sofa and gathered her clothes while John did the same.

"My room?" he asked.

"Yeah," she agreed as his was farther and would allow them just an extra few seconds of togetherness before the next morning.

But before they made their way into his bedroom, Julie had slipped into hers and pulled on her powder pink pajama pants and matching midriff top.

Knowing she had the right idea, John threw on his black sweat pants and a red tank shirt just before she came into his room.

They knew it would be one thing if they were found in his bed together, but it would be quite another if they were found naked in his bed together. They could easily explain the first away, but the other was sure to be their nightmare come true.

"I had a feeling this would be more comfortable," John said as he put an arm around her.

"Do you ever wish we weren't related?" Julie asked with a deep breath.

"No, never."

"Even if it meant we could get married and do all of the normal things that others do?"

"I think what we have is stronger than that. And already we have the same last name, we already live together, and say we weren't related and you were still Dad's daughter or I was still his son, if he didn't like the idea of our being together it would be so much easier for him to come between us. The way it is now makes me thankful we're like we are. And this way we don't have to worry about ending up like Mom and Dad," he told her with a soft smile.

"You're right," she said as she returned the smile as he tightened his grip slightly as she moved closer to him. "Thank you for all of this. This was an incredible weekend," she added.

"You're welcome. But it's not quite over yet," he told her before he kissed her deeply again.

"No, but it may be by the time we wake up," she replied.

"Then let's not go to sleep," he suggested.

"Then we'll really be caught because why would we have stayed awake all night if we weren't doing anything"? she asked. "Either we had a party and managed to get spend all night cleaning in hope that he wouldn't notice or you had a girl over and or I had a guy over. Or worse, we're found awake, here, together."

"All right, all right," he said with a partial smile as he caved. "Guess I'll just have to settle for sweet dreams."

"You won't be the only one," Julie said as she smiled and moved even closer to him until they were truly against each other again as they both closed their eyes and let themselves begin to drift off.

The alarm by his bed began beeping loudly a matter of hours later and he through an arm over to silence it.

"A girl could get used to waking up next to face like yours," Julie said with a smile, waking quickly as she realized in order for the alarm to have awakened them, their father couldn't have been home yet.

"Good morning to you, too," he said with a smile as he realized the same. He glanced back to the clock for a second and said, "We may still have an hour before Dad gets back," as he looked back to Julie beside him.

"You know he could walk in any minute," she told him.

"Hey, I'll take my chances," he replied as he moved in to kiss her.

Julie kissed him back and decided to go with it. It would be the last time until their father got back they could truly be alone together without any worries about being caught in the act.

Knowing the time crunch they were under, John immediately moved his lips to her neck and lowered his right hand into her pants and between her parted thighs to cup her heated sex. He quickly combed through her dark curls and ran his middle finger along her emerging swell.

Normally he preferred to work her up slowly, making it more intense for them both, but right now they had to be quick.

Julie knew the same and ran her palms under his shirt. Given more time she would take in each taught muscle and crease separating them as she loved to, but today it couldn't happen.

Their excitement, arousal and fear of the door opening any second was sending their senses into overdrive and they could barely concentrate on much of anything, their instincts completely taking over.

Julie's sweet juices were already coating his fingers and his bulge was growing increasingly larger as Julie's hands had traveled down over it.

John could see her breasts beginning to heave as her breathing quickened. He wanted to strip her shirt off and surround one with his mouth and use his left hand to grasp the other just as he knew she wanted him to, but they had to keep as many clothes on as possible should the door open.

They both knew an hour was stretching it. They would have fifteen minutes if they were lucky! But still they had to try and by now their increasingly fevered bodies weren't giving them another option.

"I'm ready, John," she breathed almost as soon as he had begun to thrust two of his fingers into her, his thumb rubbing quite intently over her pulsating clit.

Their hearts were racing and Julie had already begun to untie the drawstring of his sweat pants. And just as she began to lower them with John's help to free himself, they heard the only sound that could stop them and cause them to exchange terrified glances.

"Anybody home?" Mr. Franklin called as the door opened.

"Shit!" John cried in a choked whisper as he quickly moved to Julie's side and sat with his legs over the side of the bed as he pulled his pants back up and retied the string, wanting to seem as innocent as possible should their father come into his room, thankful that the dark color would disguise the formed tent that was still throbbing in wait.

Julie couldn't even think to form a single word right then though her terror and excitement. She sat up beside him quickly, straightened out her shirt and crossed her legs to conceal how wet John had gotten her since she wasn't wearing anything beneath and she had almost begun to soak the thin pink fabric at her still pulsating cunt.

Their father was making his way towards John's room quickly and they knew there wasn't anywhere near enough time for them to truly prepare themselves for his arrival.

"Did you kids have fun over the weekend?" Mr. Franklin asked form John's open doorway.

"I guess," John answered, his voice almost as shaky as the rest of him.

"What were you two doing in here?" he asked as he noticed their frightened expressions and slightly mussed bedding.

They were both flushed, feeling the heat like fire on their cheeks and their entire frames shaking worse than the last leaf of fall in a blizzard.

They were caught. And they both knew it.

Their panic, fear, excitement and arousal had all complied within the both of them and they didn't know what to say. Their minds were spinning as they tried to remember what coherent speech was. In their paranoia, they could swear he could even smell their fear and arousal as he was standing not more than two feet from them.

"Ah, sibling secrets, all right, don't tell me," he told them. "I just wanted to let you both know that I'm back."

"Good to know," Julie said, her voice shakier than John's and coming out in a shock induced little girl voice.

"Guess I'll see you both later then," he said as he stepped away from John's room.

Just moments ago they had been panting from their exertions and now it was from their relief.

"That was too fucking close," Julie said softly, her voice beginning to return to normal.

Seeing how upset she was, John put his arms around her and said, "It's gonna be okay. It just may take a while."

"Weekend's over," she whispered in disappointment mostly to herself as he took his arms down.

"Not entirely," he replied. He glanced to the doorway to make sure they were still alone and once he saw they were, he leaned over and kissed her softly. "I guess I'll head in there," he said when they parted as he pointed towards the bathroom. "At least I know that's the one door he won't open without warning."

"I call dibs when you get done," she replied with a partial smile.

"I'm sorry," he told her.

"It's not your fault," she replied.