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Kind of like it’s doing right now.
Giving in, I wrap my fingers around my dick and start stroking, my eyes falling closed as I imagine a different scenario playing out with Blair last night. Me slipping my hand beneath her jeans. Beneath her panties. Finding her wet and hot, testing her. Teasing her clit. Thrusting my fingers deep inside her tight heat.
My strokes increase. I lean against the shower wall, pressing my lips together to muffle the groan that slips out.
She would’ve spread her legs wider to give me better access, all while trying her best to pretend it wasn’t happening. She’d smile and keep up the conversation with Ace while I was secretly getting her off, but she’d grow weaker. Until eventually, she would give in, her lips parting, her eyes closing, a soft moan escaping her.
That imagined sweet sound makes my muscles grow tight and my balls tingle. I’m on the verge, just like that.
Another image comes to mind. Blair joining me in the shower. Completely naked. On her knees in front of me, drenched by the water, her lush lips parted as I feed her my dick, inch by inch, until I’m hitting the back of her throat. She takes it all, groaning around my shaft, her eyes locking with mine as she pulls me out and licks at just the head with an exaggerated swipe of her tongue.
I’m coming with that visual still in my head, my groans loud, the semen that coats my fingers immediately washed away by the shower. I’m left a shaky mess, glad Knox isn’t home, so he can’t hear me and give me shit later. I have no idea where he is and I’m just grateful I don’t have to answer to him when he asks where I’m going when I try to leave the apartment.
Escorting your hot as fuck sister to a frat house party. No big.
He’ll figure it out soon enough, though. Ace didn’t just invite us. He probably invited the entire team and I know a few of the guys will show up. Hell, several members of our team are in the same fraternity Ace is. I show up there with Blair tonight? They’re all going to be talking about it tomorrow at practice.
And Knox will hear everything from someone else before he hears it from me.
That’ll fucking suck.
* * *
“This isa shit idea and I don’t think we should go to that party together,” I announce to Blair as soon as she opens the door.
She comes to a standstill, her hand on the door handle, her other hand propped on the door frame, a frown on her pretty face. Her hair is curled into loose waves that cascade past her shoulders, covering her chest, and my gaze drops, widening when I take in what she’s wearing.
“No way.” I shake my head. “Uh uh.”
“What?”
“Your…dress.” If you can call it that. “You can’t wear that to the party.”
She glances down at herself before lifting her head, her gaze narrowed. “What’s wrong with it?”
It shows off her gorgeous body, and I don’t know if I’ll be able to control myself around her tonight. It’s strapless. White with little pink flowers scattered all over it. The top wraps around her tits and there’s a bow in the center of her chest. Like I could pull it and expose her completely. There’s a matching tie around her waist, like a belt? I don’t know, but the skin below the tie is exposed, meaning I can see her belly button.
I scrub a hand over my face, hating my life.
The skirt is fitted, ending with a ruffle at the hem, and it hits her about mid-thigh. She has on tan, strappy flat sandals, so at least she’s not in heels, but fuck.
She’s going to give me a heart attack, I swear to God.
When I still haven’t answered, her frown deepens.
“I thought it was pretty.” Her voice is small and she sounds disappointed, which makes me feel like shit.
“It’s pretty. You look gorgeous,” I rush to say, noting the smile that appears on her face. I feel like I just got played to admit that out loud. “But there’s so much skin exposed.”
“Too much?” She lifts her brows, making a face.
Yes, I want to shout.Way too much. I don’t want any other motherfucker looking at you like I’m looking at you currently. All I want is to undo the ties at her chest and her waist, preferably with my teeth.
“Yeah,” I croak, scratching the side of my neck. “Your brother would kill me if I let you go out dressed like that.”
“Good thing Knox won’t be there then.” She pulls the door shut behind her and that’s when I notice she’s got a tiny purse hanging from her shoulder.
Her scent hits me like a drug as she walks past, floral and warm and sweet. I trail after her like a dog sniffing out a treat, my gaze going to her ass and the way it shifts enticingly beneath the tight fabric of her dress.
