Ethan
Akane seemed to be really in thought when she kissed me. The kiss grew longer and more passionate by the moment. That's when I took my change.
I danced my fingers inside her. Her hands wrapped around my neck, she arched more so into me and let out a moan. I grinned, knowing I must be doing something right.
Her chin tilted up with another moan. That rapturous look alone was enough to turn me on. Her eyes were sleepy with desire and her lips slightly parted. Even if they weren't Akane's lips, there was still a recognizable glimpse of her in there somewhere.
I wondered if I would see more of these faces of hers. Or maybe even more of her expressions. I couldn't help but wonder if my feelings were returned.
No other person, nor boy or girl that I (or my sister, I guess) had fucked never made me feel this way. Never made my heart pound with anticipation of their next move. Never felt like a challenge.
But Akane, she was different.
Very different.
I felt myself growing a bit dizzy with just the pleasure of hearing her moan. I knew she was close to her climax and I was going to get her there.
I increased my pace with what I was doing and hoped this was doing it for her.

(Sorry I'm a bit slow with the posting. >___<)