took care of the flowers, and I will deal with the caterer, okay? No need to be upset, everything is being handled,” he sat next to her, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her to his chest.
“No worries,” I added, now wondering if the stinky flower gag was a good idea after all?
Vanessa went to the kitchen making her and Ben a quick bowl of cereal. “You, Ethan, are not allowed to eat until after the shoot tomorrow, I am serious,” she had her back turned.
“I'm going to eat a peach,” Ethan commented. Ben coughed and choked on his cereal, and my face immediately went flush. We both knew what Ethan was referring to. How embarrassing.
“I don't have any peaches,” she frowned. “Banana?” she offered with a smile.
Ben winked with a smile, “Maria can have that,”
I rolled my eyes, going into my room and changing into a black t-shirt and pink boy cut shorts... with no panties. The less the better. I lingered in my room for a few minutes to let them finish eating. I snacked the rest of the evening at work away on potato chips, and licorice. I heard Vanessa washing the bowls so I walked out into the living room and took a seat on the couch.
“If you two aren't going to bed, I think it would be a great idea to work on your speech for the rehearsal dinner,” Vanessa said excitedly.
“I forgot about that,” I looked at Ethan who was sitting on the couch next to me now. “You tired, or do you want to work on that?”
He nodded, smiling at his sister. “Yeah, we can work on it. I'm game,”
“Okay, I'm going to bed to read a little bit,” she planted a kiss on Ben's cheek who was sitting on the arm of the couch, taking his tie off. “Are you coming?”
Ben eyed Ethan and me knowingly, “Yeah,”
“Goodnight,” I said with my hands in my lap, acting a little too innocent.
“Night,” Ben and Vanessa said in unison as they made their way to their room.
When we heard the door close, it was like the push of a button. Ethan's hands and lips were on me instantly. He placed his hand up my shirt and under my bra, running the pad of his thumb across my nipple while tracing the tip of his tongue across my neck.
“Ethan,” I whispered, spreading my legs open for him as he pulled his hand from my breast, bringing it inside of my shorts.
“No panties,” he groaned, rubbing me gently. “So fucking sexy, Maria,”
My fingers gripped his messy blonde hair as he kissed me. I moaned against his mouth as his fingers worked circles around my throbbing clit.
“It feels so good,” I whispered. His arm wrapped around my waist, pulling me onto his lap as he pushed his finger through my wetness and into my entrance. I cried out.
“You have got to be kidding me,” Vanessa said from the hallway making Ethan and I jump apart like Vanessa lit us on fire with a blow torch. “Maria?”
“Vanessa, I-” I stuttered, turning to look at her. She was standing there in her white silk robe with a pad of paper and a pencil in her hand. She shockingly yet very slowly took her reading glasses off.
“I can't believe this,” she said quietly, not taking her eyes off of me. “You're fucking around with my brother,”
She said the f-bomb, oh God.
“I know,” I stood up from the couch. I could feel Ethan's eyes on me at the same time. I nervously fidgeted with my sweaty hands, and could feel the sweat beads start to form on my forehead. “I'm so sorry,”
“Sorry?” she threw her arms up, them lading roughly against her hips. “I am the last person you should be apologizing to,”
“What do you mean?” I asked her. Who else should I be apologizing to?
“My brother,” she pointed the pad of paper at him. “Because, you and I both know that you would never take it anything beyond just sex and I told you how he is. He grew up with morals,”
“Nessy,” he shook his head.
“No worries,” I added, now wondering if the stinky flower gag was a good idea after all?
Vanessa went to the kitchen making her and Ben a quick bowl of cereal. “You, Ethan, are not allowed to eat until after the shoot tomorrow, I am serious,” she had her back turned.
“I'm going to eat a peach,” Ethan commented. Ben coughed and choked on his cereal, and my face immediately went flush. We both knew what Ethan was referring to. How embarrassing.
“I don't have any peaches,” she frowned. “Banana?” she offered with a smile.
Ben winked with a smile, “Maria can have that,”
I rolled my eyes, going into my room and changing into a black t-shirt and pink boy cut shorts... with no panties. The less the better. I lingered in my room for a few minutes to let them finish eating. I snacked the rest of the evening at work away on potato chips, and licorice. I heard Vanessa washing the bowls so I walked out into the living room and took a seat on the couch.
“If you two aren't going to bed, I think it would be a great idea to work on your speech for the rehearsal dinner,” Vanessa said excitedly.
“I forgot about that,” I looked at Ethan who was sitting on the couch next to me now. “You tired, or do you want to work on that?”
He nodded, smiling at his sister. “Yeah, we can work on it. I'm game,”
“Okay, I'm going to bed to read a little bit,” she planted a kiss on Ben's cheek who was sitting on the arm of the couch, taking his tie off. “Are you coming?”
Ben eyed Ethan and me knowingly, “Yeah,”
“Goodnight,” I said with my hands in my lap, acting a little too innocent.
“Night,” Ben and Vanessa said in unison as they made their way to their room.
When we heard the door close, it was like the push of a button. Ethan's hands and lips were on me instantly. He placed his hand up my shirt and under my bra, running the pad of his thumb across my nipple while tracing the tip of his tongue across my neck.
“Ethan,” I whispered, spreading my legs open for him as he pulled his hand from my breast, bringing it inside of my shorts.
“No panties,” he groaned, rubbing me gently. “So fucking sexy, Maria,”
My fingers gripped his messy blonde hair as he kissed me. I moaned against his mouth as his fingers worked circles around my throbbing clit.
“It feels so good,” I whispered. His arm wrapped around my waist, pulling me onto his lap as he pushed his finger through my wetness and into my entrance. I cried out.
“You have got to be kidding me,” Vanessa said from the hallway making Ethan and I jump apart like Vanessa lit us on fire with a blow torch. “Maria?”
“Vanessa, I-” I stuttered, turning to look at her. She was standing there in her white silk robe with a pad of paper and a pencil in her hand. She shockingly yet very slowly took her reading glasses off.
“I can't believe this,” she said quietly, not taking her eyes off of me. “You're fucking around with my brother,”
She said the f-bomb, oh God.
“I know,” I stood up from the couch. I could feel Ethan's eyes on me at the same time. I nervously fidgeted with my sweaty hands, and could feel the sweat beads start to form on my forehead. “I'm so sorry,”
“Sorry?” she threw her arms up, them lading roughly against her hips. “I am the last person you should be apologizing to,”
“What do you mean?” I asked her. Who else should I be apologizing to?
“My brother,” she pointed the pad of paper at him. “Because, you and I both know that you would never take it anything beyond just sex and I told you how he is. He grew up with morals,”
“Nessy,” he shook his head.
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