“I don’t think you realize how difficult it is to have your mouth perfectly positioned and open for that long.”
As soon as she said it I laughed, her face blushing slightly. God she was so fucking beautiful.
“Oh man, that didn’t come out right.”
She joined me as I laughed, sti
ll flicking through the channels. I watched as she went past the hockey.
“Hey, go back to the hockey!”
“Errr no thanks, Alex. Yes, here it is.” She stopped on Animal Planet. Seriously, we are going to watch a documentary on Bonobo monkeys? I had to admit it was better than watching the fashion police and well, I was watching the emperor penguins last night. It was mating season on Animal Planet but I really wanted to see the hockey scores.
Did you know the Bonobo monkey uses sex as a greeting, a method of conflict resolution and to celebrate when food has been found?
Her eyes fixated on the screen, fascinated with the narrator’s over-the-top narration of the monkeys.
“Wow, imagine if we did that, no one would be able to get anything done,” I joked.
Shit, I hadn’t meant it to come out like that, but damn, imagine if it were true that we were fucking all the time? That thought alone made me hard…really hard. I needed to get these thoughts out of my head. Stupid mating monkeys.
She broke her gaze from the TV and turned to look at me while laughing.
“Keep dreaming, Edwards.”
“So now that you have informed me of the intricate sex life of the Bonobos, can I please watch the hockey?”
She held the remote in the air, pushing my chest away as I made a feeble attempt to grab it from her.
“Alex, this is the last episode of the mating series,” she complained while trying to hold the remote away from me.
I couldn’t help but watch her. A part of me liked teasing her as I attempted to reach over for the remote. She swung it low, a move I anticipated. She held onto it as I fell on top of her. I tickled her ribs, and her laughter was like music to my ears.
“Alex…please stop.” Her voice was shaking as she laughed, squirming her body underneath me.
“Mmm I’ll stop, if you hand me the remote.”
“No way. I was here first. Sorry Alex, you snooze you lose.”
She tried to tickle me back; her touch felt like electric currents attached to a million needles running through my body and I so desperately wanted her to move her hands onto my chest. I felt like a horny teenager again.
I slowed down, watching her deep chocolate-brown eyes taking me in, her chest was rising up and down. I was inches away from her face, I could almost taste her. Oh shit, what was I thinking? No sooner had the thought entered my mind and my cock started twitching. She had to have felt it, I was fucking huge. Suddenly her eyes changed. Was that lust I could see?
I heard my sister’s voice and I quickly pulled myself away from her, Charlotte adjusting her tank top as she sat up. Her cheeks were flushed and all I wanted to do was lean in and caress her face, satisfy the curiosity and need I was feeling.
“Okay, everything is set for next Saturday!” Adriana was excitedly chatting away as she entered the room.
“Next Saturday?” I asked, my mind still foggy with what just happened.
“My eighteenth birthday, silly. It starts at seven and Sammy promised you guys would chaperone so Mom and Dad didn’t have to be here.”
Now I remembered what I had been roped into, but for some reason I didn’t mind going if it meant I got to see Charlotte again. Fuck, what the hell was I thinking? Okay, no, it’ll be fine—Sammy will be there. I wasn’t thinking clearly. It was time for me to leave despite wanting to stay longer.
“I better head off. See you tomorrow at lunch, sis. Bye Charlotte.” I looked over, her eyes locked on mine. It felt like something passed between us, but what? What was it? The shiny band on my left hand suddenly felt like a lead weight
“Just call me Charlie. Everybody else does.” She smiled.
I turned to face her one last time and I stared at the two pools of chocolate brown eyes. “Charlotte, I’m not everybody else.”