Aurora begs me to kiss her but I back up instead.
She's drunk.
She's Chase's little sister.
She's years younger.
"We can't," I say hesitantly, but I know that it's the right thing to do. She's innocent and inexperienced, and I know that I have to do right by her. She needs to be in the right state of mind to consent to anything, and I don't have enough self-control around this girl.
She pouts and I groan. She looks so sexy in that dress, but she doesn't look like herself. She puts both arms behind her back and starts struggling against something. I realize that she's trying to unzip her dress and I gulp. Spinning her around, I pull her hands down, moving my own to the zip and dragging it down slowly, my knuckles brushing the soft skin along her spine.
She gasps at the feeling of my fingers and I turn around to face the door as soon as I bring it down far enough. Listening as she slips out of it, instead of getting into bed, she walks right into my line of vision. Disappearing into her closet, she gives me an amazing view of her ass in nothing but cheeky white lace underwear, the fair skin of her back enitrely bare.
I sit on her bed and put my head into my hands, groaning. I've been hard since I saw her in that dress. Hell, I've been hard since she first arrived in Greenville, like a pre-pubescent teenage boy. She walks back out in nothing but a big white t-shirt that hardly reaches the top of her toned thighs, showing off the white lace, and tall grey socks. I can tell that she isn't wearing a bra underneath and I just close my eyes until I hear her covers get pulled back and she slides in.
Standing up to go, I feel a small hand close around my wrist. "Stay." She demands. I shake off her hand and ignore her request, walking out of her room and into the bathroom. Turning on the shower, I make sure that the water is freezing before stepping in and shivering under the stream of ice water. Images of her in that dress, and those socks, and even the adorable bathing suit from the beach flash across my eyes and I know that there is no way a cold shower will work to get rid of my hard-on.
Sleep isn't easy, knowing that only a wall separates us. Dreams come to me, and Aurora is the star of them.