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Beach House

Date: 8/18/2015, Categories: Taboo, Author: bryanwayne, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

stammered. "Well how can you not know. Either my body is for some reason repulsive or it's not." She said. If he didn't know better Darren might think she even sounded a little hurt. "No. Of course you're not repulsive. You're beautiful, you know that." He said slowly. "I'm beautiful as your s****r or as a woman?" Delilah asked quietly. "What does that even mean? Look Lilah, lets just go to sl**p." Darren gruffly replied and turned away from her to face the wall. "I just don't get it. What's wrong with looking at someone's body if it's nice to look at? I like looking at your body." Delilah said to his back. "What? You don't look at my body." Darren turned his head towards her confused. "Sure I do. You're in really good shape. I used to love going swimming with you because you always looked so good in a bathing suit. Especially after your first semester at Berkeley when you'd been working out so much with the team. But that's not even the point. I just don't see why it should matter who the person is if it's just about the way they look. You're allowed to like the way I look even though I'm your s****r. Aren't you?" Now Delilah sounded nervous and was rambling. Darren didn't know how to respond. "I think we should just talk about this some other time. I thought you were tired? Lets just get some sl**p." He begged and turned over again. "Okay Dare. Whatever you want." Delilah whispered. And Dare was sure he felt her heated breath on the back of his neck before she turned away ... from him. ---------- Darren raised a hand to his face to block out the morning light. The house may not face the sun but it sure was bright with all those windows. That was odd. If the sun was already high enough to be bright Darren had slept in hours more than usual. And he felt completely rested, in fact he felt better than he had in years. "Must be the vacation sinking in." He mumbled to himself. "Mmm?" Delilah's voice finally registered in his head and made him glance down. Her graceful little body was d****d unceremoniously across his chest. He flinched when he noticed his own arm was wrapped around her holding her close to him. Darren hadn't remembered turning back towards her or pulling her onto him but here she was, one of her arms laid over his waist and her leg was snuggled between his. "Its late. We slept in. Should probably get up." Darren said uncomfortably. He shifted his legs a little trying to dislodge her. Delilah laughed into his chest. "Feels like you're already up." She giggled again and rubbed her thigh along his growing erection. Darren grunted and rolled her off of him. "Okay then. Now I'm definitely getting out of bed. I'll be downstairs." He said as he grabbed some workout clothes off his duffel bag and rushed down the stairs. "Oh come on. That was funny. Don't be mad." Delilah called from the loft. But Darren wasn't mad. He was turned on and irritable, and it was all Delilah's fault. How was he supposed to wake up like that every day for eight weeks ...