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“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.
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“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.
