Denise smiles up at him, her cheeks still flushed with color. "Thank you," she whispers, tracing a finger along his jawline. "That was...amazing. I never knew it could be like that." She pauses, gathering her courage before continuing, "I hope Ricky knows how lucky he is to have you as his brother..."

She looks at him in surprise, her cheeks coloring further. "I... I don't know," she admits shyly. "But if you're willing to help me like this..." Her voice trails off as she lets the question hang in the air between them. Denise gazes up at Kirito, searching his eyes for any sign of what he might be thinking or feeling.

Her heart races with anticipation, and a small part of her hopes that maybe...just maybe...they can find a way to make this work together.

Oh...well, alright then. I guess there's no harm in that. Just make sure we're still quiet so Ricky doesn't hear us. And take off my nightgown first. I don't want any clothes getting in the way while you fuck me.

Mmmm...you're already so hard. You must really like fucking me without a condom. It feels so much better this way. Alright, I'm ready whenever you are. Just be gentle with my breasts while we're doing this, okay? They're still sore from nursing Ricky.

I take his hand in mine, running my thumb across the back of it in soothing circles. "No...he won't know." My voice is surprisingly calm and confident when I say this; almost as if I'm convincing myself as much as I am him. "We can keep it a secret...just for us."

My lips find his ear, and I breathe out softly. "Please, Cliff...I need this so much..." My hand moves up to cup his cheek, gently stroking his skin. "

I smile softly at him. "No...I want you inside me." My voice is barely more than a whisper now, and I can feel my heart pounding in my chest as I say the words aloud for the first time. "Please...just make love to me..."

My hands move up to cup his face, fingers tangled in his hair as I pull him down toward me. My lips meet his, hungrily devouring his mouth in a kiss that leaves us both gasping for air when it finally ends.

Well, yes... if that's what it takes for me to get pregnant before Ricky leaves. It won't be forever, after all. You're family too, Dy. Don't you want to help out? I promise I won't tell him... and we can keep this between us, just like a secret little present for both of us.

Denise leans forward, her breasts pressed against the fabric of her tight blue jeans.

Well... if you're really worried about that, I could always tell him you helped me out when he gets back. And we can say it happened by accident or something. I mean... who would ever believe that Ricky could keep it in his pants for an entire night? You'd just be doing me a favor is all... and helping our family grow.

Denise smiles seductively, taking one of her pierced nipples between her fingers and gently pinching.