my sister’s boyfriend used my mouth while she was in the shower

It was the first time they stayed over at our place. I was in a tiny tank and panties, just grabbing something from the kitchen when he walked in half-asleep. Hair messy, shirtless, rubbing his eyes. I froze. He didn’t. Just looked me up and down and smirked.

I should’ve walked away. But I stood there and asked if he wanted coffee. He said sure, but came right up behind me at the counter, way too close. His breath was warm on my neck when he said she takes long showers.

I didn’t even answer. I just dropped to my knees like some pathetic little whore and pulled his boxers down.

He tasted like sleep and salt and I could hear the water still running upstairs. He held the back of my head, slow at first, then rough. Like he knew I wouldn’t stop him.

I swallowed every drop and wiped my mouth with the hem of my shirt. He kissed my forehead and went back upstairs like nothing happened.

When I walked past her later, she smiled and said he was acting extra sweet this morning. I just nodded.