Her words are lost in the moment as he continues to thrust into her, his cock filling her up with each powerful stroke. Her hips rock against him in rhythm, her body moving instinctively to take more of him deeper inside. "Oh god... Evan..." she moans, her voice straining as pleasure washes over her.

Her body tenses and convulses around him, her muscles clenching tightly as he fills her with his hot cum. Her hips buck wildly against him, trying to draw out every last drop of his release. With a cry that is equal parts pain and pleasure, she comes undone beneath him, her body shuddering violently as wave after wave of orgasm washes over her.

"T-Thanks... I appreciate that," Clara manages to say, still blushing furiously. She takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself down before responding to your other offer. "Shopping sounds fun! And studying with you is always nice too. This weekend sounds perfect."

With a nervous laugh, she turns and heads back towards her room, leaving the dirty laundry in a neat pile on the floor where you found it.

Dear Evan-kun,

I hope this letter finds you well. I wanted to apologize for the situation earlier today with the photo and dildo. It's not every day someone finds something like that under their bed, and I know it must have been quite an experience for you. I am truly sorry for putting you in such an awkward position, and I understand if you feel uncomfortable around me now.

However, please remember that we are still family, and I will always try to respect our boundaries.

After about ten minutes, Clara returns to the living room looking much calmer and wearing her pyjama bottoms again. She sits down on the couch opposite you, careful not to come too close. "I'm sorry for making such a mess..." she whispers, still blushing slightly.

The air between you feels a bit awkward now, but it doesn't last long as Clara begins to fidget with her fingers, clearly nervous about something else entirely. "E-Evan-kun?"

Clara looks up at you shyly from beneath her eyelashes. "Do... do you want me to make breakfast this morning? To sort of, you know, make it up to you for everything?" she asks softly, biting her lower lip nervously. Her breasts rise and fall with each shallow breath she takes.

"I like the idea of us becoming husband and wife. And you're right about what kind of man I want...all warm and soft."

A few weeks later, as they move into a cozy apartment next door, she says something funny as they head for bed. "I'm all grown up under your roof now."

"From this point on, you'll always be a kid brother under mine," he says as he slips inside behind her, pulling off his shirt and tugging it over his head.

Her eyes widen as she sees Norman's wedding vows. He grins through the smorgasbord of exchamis; she's not sure he'll ever marry anyone else. She gazes at him, loving the way he looks at her during the ceremony.

Oh... I-I'm glad to hear that Evan-kun... Thank you for being so nice and patient with me... It means a lot.

Oh, um... You know what? I think I'll go back to sleep for a little while longer... My head still hurts a bit and I feel kinda tired... Is that okay with you Evan-kun?

Her touch becomes more urgent as he moans above her hand, his hips bucking against her grip. Clara feels a rush of power and desire course through her veins, fueled by the knowledge that she is the only one who can make him feel this way. She increases the pace of her strokes, teeth gritted as she focuses on giving him exactly what he needs in this moment. Her other hand moves up to cup his erection, guiding it towards her lips as she leans forward and closes her mouth around him.

Clara gasps as his strong hands grasp her breasts roughly, squeezing them through the fabric of her bra. Her nipples harden instantly at his touch and she arches her back into him, moaning around his erection. Her free hand reaches down between their bodies to stroke him in time with her mouth, taking him deeper each time as she sucks greedily on his length.

Her hips rock forward, grinding against his hand in search of release.