Fisting her shirt in my hand, I pull it over her head, with little to no care if I rip the fabric. She whimpers, her eyes wildly taking me in, and it’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen, well, aside from her wet and waiting for me.
She’s breathing heavily, her chest rising and falling with each inhale and exhale. Her tits fucking gorgeous and ready to be freed from her bra, practically bursting out of the lacy constraints. Who am I to keep them bound up?
Really, I’m doing them a favor when I reach behind her and unsnap her bra.
Sliding the straps down her arms, I make sure to graze her skin, more for my benefit than for hers. But I do see the goose bumps appear on her skin when I do, which causes my lips to twitch into a smirk at the sight.
Reaching for her jeans, I pop the top button, which causes her to whimper, but before I can get my hand down her pants to feel her wet cunt, there is a knock on the door. Turning my head, I look over my shoulder.
Growling, I decide that we need to ignore that. I don’t really give a fuck who is on the other side of the door. My cock is rock hard and waiting for her. My index finger slips under the waistband of her panties, and I slide it across, feeling the soft flesh of her stomach when I do.
There is another knock on the front door, a bit louder, a bit more insistent. Shifting forward, I touch my lips to the side of her throat, slipping my tongue out to taste her flesh. Fuck me, she tastes good.
“Lainey,” a deep voice shouts from the front door, and instantly, my cock goes soft.
Lifting my head, I narrow my eyes as I turn my head and look over my shoulder. I wait for the door to open. He’s so fucking loud. I’m surprised that he hasn’t already fucking busted through that bitch.
“That’s my brother,” Lainey whispers.
Turning back to her, I snort. “No shit?”
Taking a step backward, I turn around and head toward the front door. Fuck this shit. Fuck it to hell. He bangs on the door again as I approach, and I think about telling him to fuck off completely. I don’t, but I think about it.
I unlock the door, wrap my fingers around the knob, and tug it open, coming face to face with Piggy. He narrows his eyes on me, then brushes past me, making sure to clip my shoulder with his.
“Where the fuck is my sister?” he demands.
I almost laugh. But I don’t. Instead, I clear my throat and then start to tell him when I see Lainey make her way out of the bedroom. Her hair looks disheveled, but she’s got her bra back on and is put together.
I can’t deny that I’m a bit disappointed she doesn’t look like she’s hot and bothered. She slides her palms down the fronts of her thighs, clearing her throat before she opens her mouth to speak.
But nothing comes out.
That’s because Piggy is the one who is disheveled, and mostly because he’s pissed off. “What the fuck, Lainey? What the actual fuck?”
“You’re asking me what the fuck, but I don’t understand why,” she states.
I press my lips together, trying not to smile. I fucking fail because this is king of goddamn hilarious. Crossing my armsover my chest, I tilt my head to the side as I continue to take in the situation. Keeping a pulse on it, at least for now. I can’t imagine Piggy would step out of line with his sister, but just in case, I’m right here.
“You know exactly why I’m here,” he grinds out. He doesn’t give her a chance to respond before he continues. “You are going to fucking sell the store?”
I take a few steps backward, trying to give them their space, but at the same time, I want to hear everything. So I don’t go too far. Instead, I lean against the wall, watching and waiting for Piggy to step one toe out of line. Though I’m not sure what I would fucking do if he did.
“I am going to sell the store because why wouldn’t I?”
“Why would you?” he snaps.
Lainey rolls her eyes to the ceiling, then crosses her arms beneath her tits, pushing them up and making them that much more enticing before she brings her gaze back down to meet her brother’s. I want to taste those tits of hers, and the fact that Piggy is here is ruining my vibe.
“Why would I keep it?” she asks. “It’s not like I’ll be living close enough to run it. What did you think was going to happen?”
“I don’t know,” he growls. “This is your dream. I made this happen for you because I know that this is exactly what you dreamed of since you were a kid. No way in fuck am I okay with you giving it up.”
LAINEY
The sheer anger in my brother’s eyes penetrates deep into my soul. I can feel it like a living, breathing thing curling inside me, deep in my belly. I didn’t think about how this would affect him.
I’ve only been thinking of myself. I’m selfish. I know I am, but I didn’t realize that I was that selfish. But I know I am now.