Chapter Fifteen
Sometimes I forgot that she was my sister—well, she wasn't. But she was, in a fucked up kind of way.
How long is this going to keep going?The back and forth and back again, like real siblings do, but like a fucking married couple?
Twister and I bickered more than I ever had with my own fucking twin—bite me and I'll bite back harder—always revenge plotting each other.
But I knew the second she circled me into her smokey haze drift, and dropped her soaked lingerie in my hand that I was not the one in control.
She was.
And always would be.
I'd be the first to admit that I had overstepped the boundary—a little. But I wanted to see how far Roe would take her. Was I guilty that he had taken it too far? Yes. But did the smell of the little red lace G-string that was marinated in her cum make me forget it all entirely? Yes. She was fucking pissed. And insanely hot. But I wasn't done with her—yet. A whole hour past schedule? To our biggest race yet?
I looked her up and down, and my jaw tensed. Fuck. She was dolled up to the fucking nines and her hair looked like she had fucked herself senseless—which would explain the wet patch that was filling my back pocket. My dick twitched. She was fucking glorious, like a whole ass meal that was just begging to be eaten. And I would not hesitate to devour every last drop of her, not leaving a single fucking crumb for Satan himself. She flirted with her eyes as I lowered mine, mindlessly gnawing on my lips at the sight of the woman. All of her skin showed through the lace, her boobs making the fabric strain, nipples out and all, on display for all to see—like my cock was about to be if she looked at me like that again.
What's the bet the minx isn't wearing anything under that short skirt either?
Fuck. That skirt.
Twister was aiming high, leaving only imagination to do the rest of the work of what awaited under the fabric that clung to her tight little body. Her striped slate skirt hung high on her hips in a way that made a lump form in my throat. Her lips were stained in a shade of black that I had not seen her wear since forever, and behind the smudged layer of makeup was a glint in her eye that I needed to fuck out.
She gasped from the blow of air leaving her chest as I pinned her against the door of her car by her frail little neck.
"You better give me a good fucking reason as to why you're late," I growled as her jugular pulsated under my thumb. It was probably a little too strong, but she knew just how to get under my skin, and I was hard and vexed. Plus, there was a lot of money at stake.
A rumble of laughter simmered in her chest, so I leant my weight onto her. My erection pressed hard against her thigh, showing her what she did to me. A whimper slithered through her lips as mine hovered only inches from hers. I inhaled, losing my senses for a second, and then drew in another breath until I was dizzy. What in the fuck is that smell on her neck? It was sweet, and something else I couldn't put a name to. Wait. Is that…her cum? Did she bathe herself in it or some shit?
I groaned and she shuddered from my hot breath shooting down her spine. Her body grew tense, I knew she was fighting for her life trying to stay mad at me but I could tell there was just no fucking way she could control that mind of hers. Minx. Fucking minx.
"You better not fuck this up for me tonight, sis," I demanded with a corrupt grin. Little did she know, I was going to make winning this race very fucking hard for her.
She smacked her lips together. "Fuck. You," she whispered before shoving her elbow against my chest, breaking contact from her neck and ducking under my grip. I laughed as she took two steps away and yanked her tiny physique backwards, before I slammed her against the car and drew her hands behind her back. I've had enough of this fucking merry-go-round.
She struggled but failed against my strength, eventually accepting defeat as I pressed her face over the bonnet, her breath fogging over the steel. I spread her knees apart with mine and leant into her ear.
"You will, baby girl. You fucking will."