CHAPTER THREE
When I stirred in the middle of the night, I felt a solid body pressed against me. I knew it wasn’t Lauren.
Lucy.
She was in bed with me.
I should have moved her but I pulled her closer instead. She smelled like me but different. Lighter. I liked the way my cologne smelled on her skin. I kept replaying how pissed she got when she found out I had a girlfriend. The way her copper eyes narrowed to slits, the way she stormed off in a fury of brown, wavy hair and attitude, and the way she slammed my damn door like she paid the mortgage.
Lucy got under my skin but she knew she was my world.
I only wish she wasn’t such a damn mess.
She was like a tornado, leaving devastation in her wake and she didn’t look back. Lucy kept going forward, sucking more things into her vortex and spitting them back out, battered. I didn’t blame Nora for putting distance between them.
I wasn’t that strong though.
Lucy turned over and stared at me. In the shroud of darkness, her eyes glowed like a cat. She was gorgeous, even cloaked in shadows.
“Thought you were pissed at me,” I said, grabbing her button nose between my pointer and middle finger. She shrugged and tangled her long legs between mine. My hands found their familiar place on her hips and I cursed under my breath when I didn’t feel any panties.
It was going to be one of those nights.
One of the nights like the countless ones we had when we were younger.
“I am mad at you.” Lucy poked her plump lips out and I jerked my gaze to her eyes instead.
“Not mad enough to stay out of my bed, Hell Raiser.” I gave her hips a squeeze, then slid my hands around to her perfect ass.
“Seems like I’m raising more than hell,” she smiled. Her leg brushed against my cock and it stiffened more. I inched back but not enough to break my hold on her. “Why didn’t you tell me you had a girlfriend, Abel?”
“Because you’re crazy,” I laughed and she hit me in the stomach. “Seriously though, when have I ever had a girlfriend that you liked? When have I ever had one that you treated nicely, Luce?”
“Never, because they’re not good enough for you.” She inched closer to me until her tits were mashed against my chest and I could feel the rigid metal piercing her nipples.
“Who is good enough for me?”
“Nobody.”
“That’s what I thought you’d say.” I rubbed her smooth ass and bit her shoulder gently but hard enough to make her gasp.
“Is she pretty?” Lucy asked. I knew what the right answer was, so I gave it to her.
“Not prettier than you.” Thick, brown waves fell over her shoulder and partially in her face. It was true. Nobody was prettier than Lucy. She was a gorgeous mess. Even though Nora looked exactly like her, the difference was in the spark Lucy had in her eyes. It made them glow.
When Mom and Dad brought the girls home from the hospital, I picked Lucy out immediately. They used to try and trick me but one look at my little hell raiser and I knew who was who even if they were dressed alike and doing that weird twin thing where they spoke in unison.
“What’s her name?” Lucy traced my eyebrows with her fingertips.
“Lauren.”
“The bitch from your job? Oh my God, Abel you’re fucking the secretary? That’s so cliché,” she laughed. Lucy’s laughter filled the entire space. It was loud and airy just like her.
“Shut up. She’s a great girl.”
“I want to meet her.”
“You met her today at my office, remember?” I smirked. I hated introducing Lucy to my girlfriends because she was so possessive over me. She knew I could never say no or push her away and it usually ended up pushing my girlfriends away. This time I wanted things to work so I didn’t introduce Lucy to Lauren.
“I will go to your office and sit on her desk if you don’t introduce me to her, Abel.” I knew she would too. Nothing was outside of the realm of possibility with my little sister. As usual, I caved.
“Okay. You have to behave though,” I warned, giving her ass a slap. She let out a small noise that made my dick react. Her hand wasted no time gripping my erection.
“I will if you will,” she sang. I shut my eyes and let her small hand work its way up and down my length. Once again, I should have pushed her away but I didn’t.
“I always behave.”
“You’re not behaving right now, Abel.” She gripped me harder and I groaned.
“Because you’re stroking my cock. Fucking tease.”
“I can stop teasing and give you what you want.” She sat up and climbed on top of me, the heat from her cunt was blinding and my logic slipped away. It always did on nights like this, but I had to keep Lucy in her place or else things would spin wildly out of control like they had in the past.
“You know you shouldn’t be on top of me like this,” I told her. I tried moving her tight little body off me but she locked on with her thighs, pressing her knees into my sides.
“You like me here. Don’t you?” She rocked her hips and I tucked my bottom lip between my teeth. She knew how to move in a way that knocked me off my axis. She knew how to move in a way so forbidden that I prayed for my sins but then dove head first into them.
“You know I do,” I pushed out a breath and slid my hands under the baggy white shirt she probably stole from me. Her nipples were like little peaks of caramel and I pinched them pulling a moan from her. Lucy worked the band of my pants down until my thick cock sprang out slapping against my stomach.
“Abel, let me just rub against it. We can both cum,” she begged. Her voice was so sultry and sexy that I wondered if I’d be able to stop at just letting her grind against me. My dick made the decision for me and I pushed it between her thighs while she painted my cock with her creamy cunt. “Shit,” she breathed, bracing her palms on my shoulders.
“You’re so fucking bad, Lucy.” I meant it in every sense too. She was a bad girl. She was so fucking bad. I gripped her ass in my hands and moved her faster while she soaked my shaft. I ached to be inside of her but I knew the Pandora’s box it would open. We closed it and it needed to stay closed.
When it was open before, all kinds of reckless shit happened.
Her whimpers were so sexy and I knew I’d cum in a few minutes. “Put it in, Abel.”
“No,” I growled. My fingertips and everything else burned with the need to fuck her though. It would be so easy to slide into her especially as wet as she was.
“I’m getting ready to cum and I want to feel you,” she reasoned.
“I know. I’m gonna cum too, Lucy. Keep moving your sexy little body like that.” Her small tits bounced up and down the faster she went and I was hypnotized by the image in front of me. Lucy’s honey brown skin glowed in the moonlight and the sheen of sweat she wore made her look ethereal.
“Abel,” she whined, digging her nails into my skin. Heat slid from her pussy, dripping down my cock and trickling on to my balls. I lost it. I shot thick, white ropes of cum all over both of us. Lucy stripped out of her shirt and climbed off me. Her hungry eyes stared at my throbbing dick, still bobbing up and down from my climax.
“Mmm, can I taste it?” She purred. It was never really a question with Lucy though. She was going to taste it. Her velvet tongue slid up and down my stomach lapping up every drop of me while I watched.
I could have stopped her.
Why the fuck would I stop her though?
She was a monster and I loved how deep her freak ran.
When she slid her mouth over my cock I let out a hiss of air and grabbed her soft hair in my fist. I was too sensitive for her wonderful mouth. There was a reason she was able to skate by for a year paying her rent with blowjobs.
“Lucy, Lucy, Lucy,” I groaned when she deep throated my entire length. It was a feat only my little sister was capable of. She had a never-ending throat. I thought the torture was over when she popped off my dick but I was wrong. She sucked and licked on my balls until I had visions of pinning her down and fucking her little hot pussy like she wanted.
“All clean now,” she smiled up at me. She dragged her finger around in the cum splattered on her skin and licked it all up.
“Lay your ass down and go to bed.”
“I want to meet Lauren, Abel,” she said, settling against me, naked.
“Okay. Dinner tomorrow. Only if you call Nora,” I smirked.
“Fuck.”
“Come on, Hell Raiser, make the deal.” She couldn’t turn me down when I rubbed her nipples and her clit at the same time. She was pierced there too and it always turned me on. After a few minutes of tortured squirming, she gave in. She also came all over my hand and then it was my turn to clean up. I licked all of my fingers.
“God, I want to fuck your brains out, Abel.” Lucy pulled her nails down my neck, probably leaving marks but neither of us cared.
“Go to sleep.” I fed her one of my fingers and she tasted her sweet pussy juices while we both drifted off.
**
“Abel, sweetheart?” My eyes cracked open when I heard Lauren’s voice downstairs. She was quickly approaching my room and Lucy’s naked body was still tangled with mine.
Fuck.
I shook my little sister until she stirred. “Get up, Luce.”
“Why?” She whined, sitting up with her cute tits on display.
“Because Lauren’s here.”
“Your girlfriend Lauren?” She grinned and stretched without a care in the world about being totally naked. She did have a hot body so I didn’t blame her, but still.
“Yes. My girlfriend.” I tossed a shirt at her and she put it on with a pout. “Behave, remember?”
“Okay.” A smirk tugged at the side of her mouth and she hopped out of bed, fluffing her waist-length waves out over the collar of my shirt. Lauren reached the door just as Lucy sat down at my desk and turned on the computer. She was good.
“Hey babe,” I opened my door and met her with a smile.
“Hey, is someone else here? I saw a Bug in the driveway…a very dirty Bug.”
“My little sister is here.” I looked over my shoulder and opened the door all the way so Lauren could see Lucy sitting at the desk, scrolling through Facebook.
“Wait, she was at the office yesterday. She barged in like she owned the place.”
“Yeah, that’s Lucy.” I couldn’t do anything but laugh. My sister often rubbed people the wrong way by existing. “Hey, Luce…” I called out to her and she turned around with a fake smile. When she did that she looked exactly like Nora. It was her polite smile but at least it meant she was trying. That’s all I could ask for.
“This is Lauren. Remember I told you about her?” Lucy stood up, wearing my shirt. It swept her toned thighs and made it painfully obvious she wasn’t wearing a bra.
“No, you didn’t tell me about her until I dragged it out of you last night.” I was going to kill her. “Nice to meet you, Carmen.”
“Lauren,” she gritted through clenched teeth.
“Carmen is a nicer name,” Lucy shrugged. The claws were out. I didn’t think twice before slamming my sister against the wall, crushing her beneath my weight. That’s what she did to me. She made me forget who else was around and what else was going on, especially when she was being a fucking brat.
“Ouch, Abel. You’re hurting me,” she whined. It would have seemed like I really was hurting her to anyone else but Lucy knew how her whining pulled me in and turned me on. She bit her lip and everything.
“Lauren, can you give us a minute?” I growled. My forearm was pinned across Lucy’s throat making her cognac eyes wide and scared. She was pretending though because she knew I’d never hurt her.
“Are you sure? Is everything okay?”
“Everything is fine. I need a minute with my sister.” Once I heard Lauren walk off, I let Lucy go and she gasped for air.
“You dick,” she called out breathlessly.
“Stop being a bitch.”
“Whatever. She called my car dirty then acted like she had a problem with me yesterday.”
“You said you’d behave. I’m holding you to it because I know you don’t lie to me.” Lucy huffed and let her shoulders slump. She was a lot of things but a liar wasn’t one of them. We had a bond that was unmistakable. I never lied to her and she never lied to me.
“Okay, I’ll be nice.”
“Be nice at dinner tonight too.” I leaned over and bit her poked out bottom lip.
“I will if you do more of that.” She was such an expert at sucking me into her tornado that I barely realized I was swirling around and around. Before I could stop myself, my hands were in her hair and my lips were on her neck. “Abel, don’t push me away this time,” she whined when I sucked the sensitive spot on her neck that drove her wild.
She was intoxicating.
That’s exactly why she couldn’t stay with me. We clicked. There was never a time where we didn’t. I was drawn to her free spirit even when Mom and Dad told me she was my sister to protect and teach. I wanted to do more. She wanted to do more.
It was never that way with Nora. I never looked at her as anything but my little sister.
But Lucy was a flame and I was a moth.
“Luce, I need this relationship to work.”
“Why?” She asked.
“Because I need to prove to myself that I’m not a fuck up addicted to his little sister. I need to show myself and you that I can have a normal, functioning relationship.”
“Who needs a functioning relationship? See what it did to Nora?” Her reasoning was awful, so I ignored it and went to get ready for work.
“Why don’t you go downstairs and talk to Lauren? Get to know her a little.”
“Why don’t I jump out of the fucking window while I’m at it, Abel?”
“Or you could do that. Wouldn’t have to worry about your apartment situation anymore.”
“Fuck you, asshole.” She flipped me off after she slid into her denim shorts. The ones that barely covered her perfect ass. I shook my head while I watched her knot one of my t-shirts at the hip then haphazardly use her fingers to comb her thick hair. Everything Lucy did was to the beat of her own drum even something as mundane as combing her hair.
I thought for sure I’d step out of my room and hear an argument or a fight once I was done getting ready. All I heard were quiet voices. I paused at the doorway and stared at Lauren and Lucy. Lauren clutched a mug of coffee in her hands and forced a smile at my sister while Lucy wore the same pained expression. They were talking about the weather but at least they weren’t killing each other.
“Hey, Abel, you ready to go? We’re gonna be late and you have that meeting with the charity about their media blitz.” Lauren scrolled through her calendar as I grabbed coffee.
“Okay, let’s go, right after I get some caffeine.”
“We’re already a little late. Not terribly, but enough.” Lauren pushed out a heavy breath and I hurried a little, splashing coffee on the counter.
“Slow down, Abel. Don’t let her rush you.” Lucy handed me a paper towel and scowled.
“I’m fine. Thanks, Hell Raiser.” I leaned in and kissed her forehead, making her smile. You need to go too. I want your things packed up at the apartment and call Nora.” Lucy moved toward the front door but she was dragging her feet. I knew if I let her, she’d lounge around my house all day long, sleeping and drinking and not doing anything she was supposed to do. I hated to kick her out but I had to. Tough love.
“You’re really not going to let me stay here for the day?” She whined in the foyer. Lauren stood there as well, her eyes swinging from me to Lucy.
“No. If I do you’ll drink your problems away. You have a week to move out Luce. Go pack. Dinner is at seven.” I knew she had to be to work at nine so I figured two hours was more than enough. By then I’d probably want to pull my fucking hair out.
“Fine.” Lucy grabbed her bag and stomped outside like a baby.
**