Carmen's quick breaths swept over his dry lips, and Robert found little motivation to get out of the way. He closed his eyes and waited for the train to hit him.

His sister's lips were warm and moist. He tightened his arms around her waist and squeezed the air from her lungs.

The inside of her mouth was hot on his tongue. They had never kissed without him holding something back.

The decision he had made earlier freed him from all of his self-imposed moral restrictions.

He felt thirteen again, deeply in love and on fire with new and exciting feelings.

Their tongues and bodies were moving with lustful aggression....