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Chapter Nine

Edward

Reaching out, I run my hand down Mom’s arm and back up again. The strap of her vest catches on my fingers, and I wish I could take it off. She shifts in her sleep, rolling onto her back again, and I bite my lip for a second before deciding to try and undress her. She’ll be more comfortable out of her clothes— and more accessible to me .

I’m beyond the point of return at this point. From the moment I climbed into bed with her tonight, I knew there was going to be no turning back. Carefully, I pull the straps of her vest down her arms until they’re off, and then I slide it down her middle to her hips. Bunching up the material, I grab that and the top of her pants and slowly ease them down her legs before tossing them onto the floor.

The light coming through the seams of the blinds and the crack in the door is poor, but it’s good enough to see Mom. I purposefully left her bra and panties on for the moment, wanting to admire her body and the way the lacy underwear hides the parts I’m most desperate to see and touch. I wanted to remove them last, like unwrapping a Christmas present I’ve been eagerly waiting for… I suppose in a way, I have been patiently waiting for years to reach this moment .

I wish she was awake and able to respond, a foolish hope that she would want me too, just as much as I want her. It’s unlikely to ever happen that way though, so for now, this will be my reward for years of good behavior. Slipping my hands behind her back, I unclasp her bra and meticulously remove it from her body.

My mouth waters at the sight of her full breasts, tight nipples practically begging to have my lips wrapped around them. Unable to hold myself back any longer, I prop myself up with one arm and use my free hand to stroke the length of her body as I lean over her sleeping form. Snatching her nipple between my lips, I gently suck the tip into my mouth, swirling my tongue around it before sucking it more firmly.

With my other hand, I grasp her breast, massaging it with my palm while I pinch and lightly tweak her nipple with my fingers. A soft sigh and moan escape her mouth, but she doesn’t wake. Hopefully she’ll think this is all a dream and not suspect a thing when she actually wakes up. If she does happen to wake up while I’m in here, she’ll probably think I’m my dad and let me continue.

Anger boils in the pit of my stomach as I think of him doing any of this to my mom. I know I was conceived by the two of them, but it burns me up anyway. A hiss escapes my mom’s mouth when my teeth graze her nipple, and I force myself to ease up. Moving to her other breast, I lavish the same attention on it with my mouth, sucking and tugging on it and faintly wishing I could get milk from her. I wonder, would it taste as sweet as her skin?

Once I’ve had my fill of her breasts, I turn my attention to more forbidden pastures, and tease myself by playing with the edge of her panties. My heart is thudding heavily in my chest, and I have to take a deep breath to calm my nerves. I want her, more than I’ve ever wanted any other girl or woman, and while I’m no stranger to the pleasures that can be given and received between a woman’s legs, it feels like my first time all over again.

This is where I belong, and I want it all.