Pushing their Buttons (closed)

Heather had her top off, and was about to pull Logan's shorts down and go to town sucking on his rock hard cock, when her phone rang.

She got off him and answered it.

Logan just shook his head. This was a lost cause if ever there was one. He gave her back her bikini top and even helped her get it back on (copping a generous feel in the process) and ushered her out the door. He laid back on his bed, and wondered where the hell his sister was.
 
Amber walked out of the hotel room two hours later on very shaky legs. She was three thousand dollars richer and had had countless orgasms to boot. So basically, the way she saw it, she had simply been paid to cum. Yeah, he had been a bit weird, but wasn't everyone?

She knew it was late, so she tiptoed back to the hotel room door, sliding the key through the door. She had straightened up a bit before she left, but he had kept her panties and she felt like it was quite obvious she'd just been fucked.
 
Logan had just nodded off, with Cinemax's late-night skin-flicks on the TV, when the door opened and Amber was walking in. He opened his eyes and peered at her. She had obviously had a good time; Logan knew that freshly-fucked look pretty well. Logan rolled his eyes and rolled over, his back to her now.

"Glad you got back safe," he said, closing his eyes and fighting down his jealous anger.
 
Amber straightened her dress as she sat down on the bed behind him. "Logan, did you have fun tonight? I'm safe. Don't worry!" She giggled, quite intoxicated after several more drinks towards the end of the night. "I'm still your baby sister even when I'm a troublemaker!" She giggled again, putting her purse down and climbing in behind him.

"I love you always." She whispered, breath hot on his neck.
 
Logan rolled his eyes, but couldn't deny the fact that his body responded to hers immediately. In spite of the fact he could smell it on her: the booze and the sex. She stunk of it. He closed his eyes tight and clenched his fists.

"I love you, Amber," he said through gritted teeth. "Can you please get in your own bed?"

It was taking every ounce of his willpower to not roll over and put his hands all over her sexy young body. He wanted to grab her, kiss her, take her, ravage her.

None of those feelings had gone away. In fact, they had only gotten worse.
 
With the alcohol and what she had just done, Amber was already feeling a little insecure and instable, but hearing the anger in her brother's voice was just too much. She burst into tears against her own will, having been kicked out of his bed.

"S-sorry, I was just being nice," she said quietly, getting up and taking her dress off quickly, kicking her shoes off and getting into her warm bed, tears streaming down. What had she done?!
 
Fuck, Logan thought. Drunken tears. What the fuck did she want from him, anyways, her post-screw snuggle? No fucking way. Not after the way she had just up and left him yesterday after their mutual masturbation session, all pissed off. Logan shook his head and rolled onto his back, just in time to look over and see her nearly naked form getting into her bed, just a bra on. Where the fuck were her panties?

He shut his eyes again as his cock throbbed against his will.

Fine.

"Shit, Amber, I'm sorry, I just didn't have a good night, and you obviously did, at least until you got back here," he said, getting up and swiftly moving over to her bed, sitting on the side. "Hey, I'm sorry, okay?" he said, reaching out for her.
 
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Amber just cried as he sat next to her and then lay next to her body, which was only separated from his by the thick hotel blanket. "I'm sorry you didn't have a good night." She sniffed, tears slowing. "I'm drunk, it's ok. You didn't mean to be mean, I know."

She snuggled into him. "I just want to go home, you know? This trip isn't much fun." Not that she thought it would be...
 
"Hey, it's okay," Logan said. "Let's just try to enjoy it, all right? Might as well, no much else we can do, you know?" Logan was lying next to her now. He tenderly put an arm over her and pulled her close to him.

"Come here, it's okay," he said. He was exhibiting a great deal of self-control; all he could think about was kissing her neck. It was right there.

She was drunk...

He did. His lips found her tender, taught flesh there, and he kissed her firmly, his hand on her gripping her hip and pulling her close to him. Damn blanket was in the way though...
 
Amber ignored the kisses, smiling to herself, enjoying the fact that her brother was being tender and kind. The kisses barely registered in her universe; she was happy his arms were around her and she was finally in bed.

"Thank you." she said softly, pulling a pillow closer to her.

"Why was your night bad, Lo?"
 
Logan just shook his head at her question. "Don't worry about it. Just in a bad mood, that's all," he said. He laid his head down on the pillow behind her.

He still wasn't in a good mood. Here he was, comforting the girl he was madly in love with and couldn't have, as she lay next to him, freshly fucked. He felt like a tool. He gritted his teeth as the scenarios of what she could have been doing all night ran rampant through his mind. All he could see was the face she must have been making as she was getting a big hard cock pounded into her...
 
"Mmm sorry, bro." She whispered, rolling onto her back briefly to run a hand tenderly down the side of his face. "Let's just make the most of our trip right and have fun? No use in wasting time being sad. Plus, we can't all have the things we really want." Amber was drunk enough that she was only half-aware of what she was saying. Logan may have thought she was talking about his desire for her, but she really was referring to the desire she had hidden deep down inside, knowing how inappropriate it was.

"Think Mom and Dad are doin' it?"
 
The soft touch of his little sister's hand stirred something in him that he desperately wanted to resist. He lay on his back now, closed his eyes, took a deep breath.

"Probably. Guess I'm the only one in this family not gettin any tonight," he said. The words came out before he could stop them, and he regretted them immediately. "Sorry," he said. "Just... Let's just get some sleep, okay?"
 
Amber would have gotten very upset by the comment under any other circumstances, but since she was very drunk and nearly asleep, she just shrugged, "Yeah, sleep. S'ok, bro. Love you."

She blew a half-hearted kiss at him and shoved the blankets off of her with her legs, freeing her body from the heat of the covers. "Night night, Logee!"
 
"G'night, Am," Logan said. He did his best to keep his eyes from straying and wandering over her sexy body. He shut them and shook his head, and then got up and got in his own bed and lay down beneanth the blanket.

He turned his back to her, to keep from looking at her and to hide the erection in his boxers.

Fuck! he thought. How he hell do I get over this?
 
The next morning, Logan was fast asleep in his bed, so Amber started to get out of bed and head towards the shower. Her pussy ached and she needed to come. She wrote a quick note for him before she went to the bathroom, "Lo let's go out! I'm at the restaurant when you wake up!"

She took a quick shower and put on a sexy little outfit, before slipping out the door and downstairs.
 
Logan woke up to the sound of the hotel door shutting. He groaned, realizing he was alone. He found the note Amber had left for him and groaned again.

Honestly, the last thing he wanted to do today was spend it all running around with his sister. He needed some space from her, from all the lusty feelings he had for her. But it seemed he wouldn't be able to get away. After all, she was waiting for him.

He went and took a shower, washing himself quickly and then taking a few minutes to rub out an immensely unsatisfying orgasm. After spilling his seed in the shower, he dried off and got himself dressed, just jeans and a tee-shirt, and headed downstairs to the hotel restaurant to find his sister. He was ravenously hungry, and not just for her. He found her soon enough and took a seat across from her.

"Hey Am. So what ya got planned for today?" he asked her, eyeing the menu.
 
"I wanna do something adventurous. Something that I won't have to regret, since what happens in Vegas..." She trailed off with a sly wink, sliding her foot up his leg under the table. "Wanna help me find some trouble to get into, Lo?"

She sat back, taking a bite of her oatmeal. She didn't want to order more food until her brother arrived at the table. She was at least that courteous.

Amber didn't want to admit it, but she was really sad that her brother had said all the things he had said. A small part of her had hoped they had what she had felt between them.
 
Logan smirked at her, trying to maintain some level of a platonic, sibling love for her.

Her foot sliding up his leg like that wasn't exactly helping, though.

"Adventurous, huh?" Logan said, eyeing the menu and doing his best to keep from even acknowledging what she was doing to him under the table, in spite of his rapidly thickening cock pressed against his thigh.

Finally, he looked over the menu at her. "I'm all in."
 
Amber grinned and squeezed his inner thighs with her toes, tingling a little between the legs at the way her brother looked at her and said, "I'm all in." His deep, raspy voice did things to her that it shouldn't.

"Mmm, good. Now order so I can eat some real food. I'm hungry and I have a feeling I'm going to need my energy. Oh and by the way..." She glanced around quickly and waved the money at him that she had earned the night before. "I plan on taking advantage of my ID to gamble." She raised her eyebrows and picked up her own menu.
 
Logan's eyes went wide when he saw the fat wad of cash she flashed him.

"You're insane," he said. "Where the hell did you get that cash?"

Being adventurous was one thing, but underage gambling in Vegas could get them, and their parents, in a LOT of trouble. Logan shook his head. "That ID might get you into a bar, but it'll never pass muster in the casinos. When you get caught, Mom and Dad will be in a lot of legal trouble."
 
"Hey, that's not even what I meant when I said adventure! C'mom bro, don't be a pussy." She grinned and batted her eyes at him. "And hey, you know that with a rack like this and an ass like that," she paused to point downwards, "I can get away with anything!"

She ignored his question about where the money had come from. She certainly wasn't going to answer THAT. The waiter came over and Amber placed her order.

"What do you want, babe?" She asked him with a wink, leaning across the table to hold his hand. The waiter looked between them, waiting for Logan to order, as Amber's foot neared Logan's hard cock.
 
"Eggs Benedict," Logan ordered. He squeezed Amber's hand as the waiter walked away. What the hell was with her? One day she was running away from him, and now she was coming on to him? Logan was mightily confused. He had only told her those things the other night because he figured she was going to say them anyway. He wanted her more than anything else in this world.

"And besides, I don't have those tits," he said, eyeing his sister's cleavage just a moment too long, "Or that ass, or my fake ID. So they won't even let me on the casino floor, which means you'll be on your own for that. But good luck to ya."
 
"Fine!" She pouted, "But you at least have to help me plan our adventure, Mister 'All in'." She giggled and let go of his hand and let her foot drop to the ground.

That's when she saw the guy from the night before enter the restaurant. With his wife. And their kids. Her heart thumped nervously (not in a good way whatsoever) and she got out of her chair suddenly, heading towards the bathroom, trying not to make eye contact.

"Fuck fuck fuck!!!!l she mouthed silently, as she walked across the restaurant.
 
"Yeah, sure," Logan said, and went back to perusing the menu, relieved. And then, suddenly, his sister was getting up and practically sprinting across the restaurant towards the bathrooms!

That was weird. She would normally at least excuse herself. Maybe she was feeling sick from being drunk the night before. He shrugged. He wasn't about to chase her into the ladies' bathroom after all!

A family walked was then led past his table and sat in the booth behind him. Logan grabbed a brochure off the table, with lots of events and things to do around town, and started flippin through it.
 
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