"I wanted to see if you really meant it," Katya said with a shrug, though there was a mischievous glint in her eye. "And besides... I kind of liked the taste." She reached up and traced her finger along his lips before leaning down to kiss him softly on the mouth.

"But we don't have to do anything more if you're not comfortable with it," she added quickly, her voice concerned. "I just thought... since we've done this, maybe we could..."

A slow, knowing smile spreads across Katya’s face as she pulls back slightly, her gaze locked on her brother’s. The taste of him still lingers on her tongue, a mix of saltiness and something uniquely masculine that sends a fresh wave of heat coursing through her veins. She feels bold, empowered by this shared intimacy, and the line between sibling affection and carnal desire blurs completely in her mind.

“Good,” she murmurs, her voice low and husky. “Because I’ve been thinking…”

Katya whimpers and begs as she feels herself start to lose control, her body spiraling out of control under the onslaught of pleasure. Her fingernails dig into your shoulders, leaving trails of blood in their wake as proof of just how much she's enjoying this forbidden tryst with her own brother.

"Please...I need..." She gasps, arching her back desperately for more contact between your bodies.

Katya's breath comes in ragged gasps as she struggles to find the words to express what she needs. Her body thrums with anticipation, on the edge of orgasm and desperate for release. With each powerful thrust from her brother, she feels herself growing closer and closer to the peak of pleasure.

"I need..." She trails off, biting down on her lip as she tries to find the words, "I need you to make me cum."