My eyes stayed on his before they moved down to his lips.
Kissing him would be so wrong, and he’d push me away for sure.
But I couldn’t keep being this close to him and never showing him what I really felt about it.
I placed my hand on his chest, then moved closer to him.
If he’d push me away and react a certain way, I knew he wasn’t up for whatever I was going for.
But for now, he wasn’t moving.
Just watching me closely as my face got closer to his.
No matter how much my dick was twitching, and no matter how often I thought about her while standing in the shower with my hand wrapped around my hardness, I couldn’t let her kiss me.
She grew up, and her hormones must’ve been running wild at eighteen, but letting her close wasn’t going to happen.
As much as I wanted her, I couldn’t cross that line between us.
We were family.
I raised her, goddammit!
But even if my mind said no, my heart was all in.
“Genesis we can’t,” I whispered, cupping her jaw and turning her head before she could touch her lips to mine.
Instead, I pressed mine against her cheek, closing my eyes tightly and internally sighing at not taking the chance to let her close.
But what kind of sick bastard would I be if I let it happen?
Jesus, it was just a kiss, right?
I couldn’t face her yet, and instead of moving away, I moved closer.
Great.
Way to fucking go, Otis.
I pushed her onto her back and placed another kiss to her cheek, then to her jawline, then her neck.
Her hands moved into my hair, and it felt like the most natural thing on earth.
I missed being touched like that, but it couldn’t go any further.
“We can’t,” I repeated, as her legs wrapped around my hips to pull me in.
She didn’t speak, but I could tell she wasn’t happy with my words.
Lifting my head, I looked into her eyes and sighed as I saw the need in them.
The same need I felt deep down, but didn’t wanna admit to.
“It’s just a kiss,” she whispered, running her fingers softly along my jawline.
“I know.”
Telling her that it wasn’t right and immoral to kiss each other would only anger and hurt her, and that’s not what I wanted the evening before our departure.
But by hiding my feelings, I would hurt my own damn self just as much as her.
I leaned in and kissed her forehead.
“You know I love you.”
“Then why won’t you let me kiss you?” Her frown deepened, and I hated seeing her like that.
I sighed again, slowly sitting up and pulling her with me until she was straddling my lap.
With her hands still in my hair, I kept my eyes on hers and hoped for that frown to go away.
“It’s not that simple, Genesis,” I said quietly. “Especially between the two of us.”
My hands were on her hips, and she moved on top of me to push her crotch against mine.
“It’s just a kiss,” she repeated, her frown deepening instead of fading.
The lack of words coming to my mind were a sign that I had no clue what to say or how to argue against this.
My eyes wandered down to her lips, and I sighed as her fingertip softly traced along my jawline.
The pad of her thumb touched my bottom lip. “Then why don’t we make it easier?”
I reached up to grab her wrist and pull her hand away from my face.
“How long…” I sighed, holding her hand tightly in mine. “How long have you been feeling this way about me?”
I needed to know.
For me, it started a while back when I watched her sleep one night.
I couldn’t fall asleep for some reason, and by looking at her, I was able to calm myself.
I wasn’t staring at her like a creep, but more so observing her.
She looked happy while she slept.
But that night was also the first time I realized that my heart was beating fast when I looked at her.
Every time I heard her voice, my chest warmed.
She was sixteen at the time.
Now that she was eighteen, it wouldn’t be such a big deal to open up more.
“For a while now,” she confessed, puckering her lips and looking down at my shirt.
“I’m sorry if I’m making you feel uncomfortable.”
I raised a brow. “You’re not, Genesis. I’m just trying to figure certain things out.” I reached up and cupped her cheek, brushing my thumb along her cheekbone.
People fell in love with the strangest circumstances.
There were step-dads falling in love with their step-daughters.
Cousins falling for each other.
So why was I trying to find a reason to push her away?
What we were feeling was not wrong, even if some might say so.
It was legal here in Canada, so why was I making a big deal out of it?
“Fuck it,” I muttered, pulling her to me with both hands cupping her face now, and pressing my lips onto hers.
A soft moan escaped her, and she leaned into me more with her hands on my chest now.
It’s been a while since I had kissed someone, but from that moment on, Genesis was the only one I wanted to kiss.
I pushed my hands into her hair and gripped it tight, letting my tongue move along the seam of her lips until she opened up and let my tongue meet hers.
Nothing about this was warped.
It felt right.
Hell, nothing had ever felt this right.
I growled as she pressed her crotch against mine again, and as she started to move her hips in slow circles, I knew that it was either time to get some distance between us, or to not stop and take this somewhere I never thought I’d go.
My sweet Genesis was all grown up, and if this was really what she wanted, I wouldn’t stop her from getting it.
My hand fisted at the back of her head and tilted it to the side so I could dive deep into her mouth.
Our kiss was intense, and my dick kept twitching in my damn pants.
They were getting tighter each second, and with her pussy rubbing against it, I knew it wouldn’t take much longer for me to explode.
I knew she was a virgin, and I hadn’t talked to her about sex before.
She must’ve had that topic in school.
But her movements and that kiss screamed everything besides virgin.
Made me wonder if she ever touched herself.
In the shower, maybe?
In bed, I would’ve noticed.
Right?
I felt her hands move down my stomach until her fingers reached the button of my jeans.
Was I really letting it go that far?
Fuck.
Of course I was.
Genesis was the one I wanted, and I was just now realizing it.
I let her unbutton my jeans, and after she unzipped them, I moved and laid her down on her back with her legs still around me.
I broke the kiss to look into those pale eyes of hers I loved so much.
“I wanna take this slow,” I told her, contradicting myself once again.
But maybe, easing into this would make it more exciting.
More beautiful and intense.
If I were to just take her virginity the first time we ever kissed, I’d hate myself for not using the time we had on our hands to enjoy every single part of her.
Every inch of her body was special, and I wanted her to know that.
She smiled at me and ran a hand through my hair, pulling at it gently and then licking her lips, teasing me.