Page 72 of Wanting What’s Wrong

Seven

Jackson

“ W e’re on the top of the world!” Mina screams as she puts her arms up in the air, laughing as her dark hair swirls around her head in the wind. “I can see the whole state from here.”

She can’t stand, thankfully. The operator made sure the bar was locked firmly across our laps. Otherwise, I can imagine her getting right up out of the seat.

The old Mina would be terrified right now.

Actually, no she wouldn’t. Because she would never have gotten on this ride to start with.

“River deep, mountain hiiiiiiigh ,” she sings, and I chuckle to myself as the wheel clunks to a stop with us right at the top of the Ferris wheel. “ Ooo , we’ve stopped. Is that normal?”

“I’m sure they know what they’re doing, lil’ mint. Might be letting people on at the bottom. ”

She nods thoughtfully. “Up here, we can see the whole carnival. But nobody can really see us, Daddy.”

I trail a finger along the inside of her thigh. I picked out her clothes for the carnival. A light yellow cotton dress, pink flip flops. No bra. No panties. “I was just thinking the same thing, baby. Nobody would even know what we were doing in here.”

She bites into her bottom lip as she glances my way, a few spots of rain being flung into our faces by the wind. “Nobody would know.”

“It’s a naughty thought, baby. What am I going to do with you?”

“I can think of a few things, Daddy…”

She meets my eyes with such intensity, I can’t look away. Even as my fingers slide further up her legs, the rain starting to come down hard, all I do is watch her eyes. I see her lips part in a little “o” as I push under her dress, pressing a finger into her sweet warmth.

“Yes, Daddy,” she whispers, her hand going to mine, pressing hard, pulling me onto her. “Like that.”

“You’re going to have to pay for this, lil’ mint.”

“Any price, Daddy. It’s worth it.”

I chuckle as the rain drips off her nose, the wind drowning out her cry as my fingers slip inside her, pulling at her, her hips writhing. Rain drenches my forehead, and I wonder distantly what’s taking the ride so long to move again.

It’s a distant concern right now, even as a little ball of fury wells up inside me. Somebody will pay if she gets hurt.

“Yes, Daddy. Harder.” Her words come in pants as she rocks against me, apparently unaware of the storm beginning to rage. “Punish me.”

I move a hand to the back of her neck, pulling her closer, keeping her out of the rain.

But to my surprise she takes it as a hint, her mouth opening, fingers going to my zipper.

Before I know it, she has my meat in her hand, her face lowering, lips spreading over the head of my cock even as my own fingers dance in her cunt.

She moans as she deep throats me, my arm sheltering her from the rain and wind. A clap of thunder crashes and the fun turns to fear. Mina she releases all over my hand, and my cock throbs in her mouth, releasing precum that she drinks with a little groan of pleasure.

As the car starts moving again, I pull her off, stuffing myself back inside my pants and covering her up, not wanting anyone else to see what’s mine and mine alone.

By the time we’re down, I’m furious. The guy pulls the bar up off our laps, and I’m already out, pushing him back as I pull Mina with me. “You left us up there in the rain, you fuck. Where there’s thunder, there’s lightening.”

“The machine had a technical problem,” He’s feigning some carny politeness, but he’s laughing as he says it. “It had to be—”

“Technical problem, my ass.”

He grins, his face red. “Your girlfriend looks a little flush there, pal. And wet .”

I push him back and he stumbles off the platform, landing on the grass. “You don’t look at her, unless you have a death wish.”

“What’s the matter, get scared up there on your own, did you? Need someone to hold your hand?” He sneers, glancing over at Mina. “You need a man to look after you, sweetheart, you just let me know.”

“Mother fucker. ” I jump down, grabbing his greasy shirt as my fist connects with his nose, then his mouth, eyes, jaw as she flails, falling back on the wet grass.

There are a few cheers from people nearby, but I’m not doing this for entertainment.

“You fucking apologize, right now, or your balls are going in those gears,” I say as I draw my fist back, red dotting my vision as pain stabs in my temples. His left eye is swelling, but I’m ready for brains to drain out of his motherfucking ears.

He grits his teeth, staring into my eyes, but doesn’t say a word.

Before I throw another punch, an older guy comes running up, his hands up, fingers outstretched. “Hey, what the fuck man. Jimmy, you okay?”

The guy on the ground, Jimmy I assume, turns his head. “This gentleman didn’t like being stuck in the rain.”

“What the hell.” The old guy frowns, but I shake my head.

“I’ll show you hell. He even thinks about looking or talking to my girl, I’ll finish this.”

The old guy huffs. “You’re not the first person to say that . Jimmy, apologize, right now. Or I’ll fuckin’ help him beat the crap out of you.”

“Come on, Dad—”

Before I can do anything, the old guy draws a foot back and slams it into Jimmy’s side, knocking the wind out of him. “You don’t think I will, huh?”

“ Dad! Jesus.”

“You fucking apologize.” I draw a fist back, ready to slam it into his face, and that’s enough to make his eyes go wide.

Mina comes up to stand next to me. “I’d like an apology. Daddy, if he doesn’t apologize, you’ll hit him again, right?”

I nod. “More than once, baby.”

“Okay! Fucking fine.” Jimmy shrinks back. “I’m sorry, okay? I didn’t mean to offend you and I shouldn’t have left you up there in the rain.”

“Fucking right,” I say, standing back up. I shake the old man’s hand, we exchange a nod, and I turn to Mina, who’s grinning from ear to ear.

“Nobody messes with Daddy’s girl,” she murmurs.

And she’s fucking right.

God help me, I can’t fuck her yet. Not until I set things right. Not until she knows who I am.

Those are my thoughts as she shivers in the bathroom as I warm up the shower.

“Aren’t you getting in with me?” she asks, standing in the white robe I wrapped her in after I stripped her wet clothes off. Each shred of my control is withering, and we’ve done damn near everything but fuck and there’s not much more wait left in me.

“No, baby. I’ll watch.”

She pouts, true disappointment pushing her lips to a frown. “Please, Daddy? You have all our memories, I only have what’s happened since the hospital. I don’t remember all the other things we’ve done together, I need new memories.”

She’s got a fucking point but I need to calm fucking down before I get under the spray of the warm water naked with her. But I don’t see how that’s going to happen.

“Okay, baby.”

Her smile lights up all the dark corners inside me.

My life has been what most dream of. But I’ve carried an emptiness inside me, knowing I was in love with my sister and that it was wrong.

I couldn’t imagine upending everyone’s life, including hers, for my own selfish needs and now? I’ve done just that, even if the consequences are delayed.

Her green eyes meet mine as she drops the robe and I strip out of my damp clothes, cock high and hard as she licks her lips, reaching for my dick and tugging me forward into the warm spray. Her lush body is built for sin. Thick curves and softness I’ll be exploring for the rest of my life.

“You are a bad girl sometimes. ”

“I’m bad because I like your cock? I would think that would make me a very good girl.”

I raise my eyebrows. “Can’t argue with that logic.”

I ease her back into the water, letting it roll down her hair as she sighs, eyes closed, and my instinct to bend her over and finalize this deal is splitting me in two.

I’m not thinking clearly but I don’t want to look back and regret how I fucked my sister for the first time when she didn’t know who I was.

No, I have to stay strong. Wait until her memories come back.

No , that’s not what I should do. I should be fucking her ten ways ‘til Sunday so she’s knocked up.

That’s the way to secure things.

No.

No.

No.

“Are you okay?” Mina’s wide eyes are locked on me and I realize I was saying ‘no’ out loud. “What is no, no, no?”

“Nothing, baby. Just worried about you. I need you, baby. I’ve needed you for so long.”

I reach out and run my fingers through her silky hair, her hands on my shoulders as the tip of my cock rests against her upper belly.

Calm down. Breathe.

Her hands drift down, pumping around my shaft as my head falls back and the battle wages inside me.

“I liked when you came in my mouth.” Her voice drifts through the steam. “I never imagined it like that. The way you did it. Gagging me. Forcing it. But the rough…”

I look down, she’s focused intently on her hands moving up and down my cock and it’s so fucking erotic I’m coming unglued .

“Was it too rough, baby? Sometimes, Daddy likes it like that. Likes you helpless and on the edge.”

“No.” Her lashes flick open then closed, then open, dotted with water. “I liked it. A lot.”

Our eyes stay locked until I release a shuddering breath, her nipples tight, brushing against me as she turns, putting her face directly in the water.

I’m reminded how different she is. What if the old Mina never returns?

What if I follow my plan, get her pregnant, then have to explain to our parents that she had no idea who I was, and I fucked her anyway?

Holidays are gonna be awkward.

“I liked that toy, too,” Mina says, looking over her shoulder, bracing her arms against the wall and wiggling her generous ass into my cock. “Someday, will you be inside me like the toy?”

God is testing me.

My control hangs by a thread as she pushes back, cradling my dick between her ass cheeks then bouncing it up and down like she’s twerking in some shitty club.

“Baby, stop. Enough .” I mouth into the shower spray, trying to fixate on something neutral but it’s impossible.

“But, we love each other, right?” It’s not just the water wetting her eyes now. “I just, I want you. I feel it, down in my tummy, like a knot that needs untied. Why don’t you want me?” The crack in her voice nearly breaks me and my cock is operating on its own agenda, my brain going off line.

“God, I do want you.” I drop my head, my need building up inside of me. My balls are heavy and burning with what I want to give her.

I see the disappointment on her face as I stand there, my dick in the crack of her ass, wondering how I let myself get here but not wanting to be anywhere else.

“It’s because I’m fat, isn’t it?” Those words gut me as a blush rises on her cheeks and my fingers twitch, landing on her hips, drawing her against me .

“Don’t you ever say that.” Anger washes over me and a roar I’ve been holding back for years fills my chest. “Don’t you ever call yourself that. You are perfect. Every fucking inch.”

“Then fuck me.” Her sadness turns to demanding defiance as my dick strains against her.

“You don’t tell Daddy what to do,” I bite back, the tension between us as thick as the secrets.

“Then, I’m leaving.” She twists, but my hold is iron clad. “Let me go! ” She bucks as I spin her around, facing the other wall, the shower water streaming down my back.

“You’re not going anywhere. You wanna fuck?”

“ Yes! ” She screams as the friction from her wet skin against my cock makes my balls pull tight. I’m so close, one shift and I’d be inside that cherry hole of hers. “I’m eighteen! I could go out and find someone else—"

That’s fucking it . I know she doesn’t mean it but she’s crossed the line.

“You even think of looking at another man, you better choose someone you hate because he’s going to be fucking dead. You want that?”

I bend her in half, tits hanging down as she yells and I crouch, driving the tip of my dick up and down through the wetness between her legs. Once I’m good and slick, I press her cheek into the wall as she slaps and twists.

I use the crack of her ass like a fucking sex toy, using her like an object as I dig my fingers into her tits.

“You’re always fucking pushing Daddy. Making Daddy do things. You’re driving me crazy, Mina.”

I surge up and down, up and down, releasing one of her tits to cup her pussy in my hand, jerking her body backwards as I hump against her, the thread of my control evaporating.

“I’m sorry,” she whispers, but it’s me that’s sorry.

“I can’t stop. I can’t .” I lean down, sinking my teeth into her shoulder as I use her body for my own desperate relief, plastering her against the wall until my balls heave and I unload all over her ass, two seconds away from taking her cherry bent over in the shower.

“I’ll get inside you when it’s time. Not when you’re being a fucking tease.

Not when you’re demanding. When it’s the right time, it’s the right time and I fucking decide. ”

"Please, Daddy, I want to come, let me come—”

“Yes, baby. Yes—” I growl into her neck, palming her clit and kneading a nipple between my fingers.

We’re panting and spent as Mina floods my hand, the water washing away the secrets.

For now…