Fuck, at this rate I’m going to come first.
I gripped her right arm and pinned it behind her back, using my free hand to brush her hair from her neck. My eyes fell to my name, permanently inked along her nape. It made me sofucking happy to see. I began to thrust into her, listening as she grew louder. Her body tightened around me as I pounded into her, and I knew she was close to coming. “You better fill this room with your screams, little sis.” I gripped her hip with my free hand and shoved even deeper inside her body, slamming my pelvis into her. Indi’s body tensed as her moans increased. She constricted her pussy, and her head raised as I watched her come. “Yes,” I huffed as I fucked her. “Yes!” I kept going until my own orgasm ruptured inside her.
The two of us didn’t stop. Instead, we kept fucking, overly sensitive and raw from coming so hard, breaking in our new bed, the dresser, and other various pieces of furniture. We were addicted to each other, and no matter how much we fed that toxic habit, nothing satisfied it.
FOUR
HAZE
“Good morning.”I grinned at Indi as she walked into the kitchen with a big yawn. She was barely awake, her eyes still partially shut and her hair a complete mess. She was wearing my shirt from yesterday, stumbling around as she plopped down on the barstool. “You good?” I asked.
My sister rubbed her eyes and looked over at me. “I’m so fucking sore.” She laughed through a faint smile. “Fuck, did we get any sleep?” Indi glanced around the kitchen, noticing what I was doing. “What’s all this?” Before I could answer, Kush meowed and Indi looked down to see our little pothead, clawing in the air towards her. “Kush!” She bent down and groaned while picking him up. “When did you get here?”
Her eyes met mine as I stirred the pancake batter. “I had Aiden pick him up for us once Mary-Jane left. He brought him over, with all these groceries. I didn’t want to wake you.” I flashed her a devious little smile. “Figured you could use the rest.”
Indi made a face. “What are you wearing?”
My eyes fell to the apron. “What? I thought you’d like it.” My brow raised as she put Kush down and squinted, reading the apron aloud.
“Blow the cook. Really?” She tried to look around my body. “Are you wearing anything else, or just the apron?”
I laughed and turned, showing her I was wearing a pair of gray sweats. “Sorry to disappoint. But I couldn’t scar Aiden like that.” She giggled at my words, picking up a piece of toast from the large breakfast platter I had set aside. “Eat up. You’re going to need all the energy you can get.” I winked.
Her eyes wandered around the kitchen as I continued to make breakfast. “Oh my god, are those what I think they are?” She rushed over to the display of brownies. I couldn't help but grin, knowing how much she loved my brownies. “Wait, where’s the icing?” Her head snapped back at me.
My dick jolted. “I haven’t been able to make it yet. But don’t worry, I’ll have plenty soon. And it’ll all be just for you.” She sighed and returned to the barstool. I tried to focus and tasted the batter in front of me, debating what it was missing. “Hmm.” I pulled out a small notebook from my apron and used a tiny pencil to scribble my thoughts in it.
Indi coughed on her food. “I’m sorry, but what is that?” We both looked at the small notebook.
I quickly snapped it shut. “Nothing for you.” I slid the small notebook back into the pocket of my apron and returned to the batter.
Indi quickly jumped from the barstool and wandered over to my side. “Oh? Are you keeping something from me?” She stepped closer as I tried to resist her charm. “Come on, Haze. Show me.”
My head shook as my hair brushed across my face. “Sorry, little sis, but some things are better left unknown.” She pressed her lips together and moved closer. “Indi,” I groaned playfully. “I can’t finish breakfast if you don’t let me.”
She dipped her finger into the batter and raised it to her mouth, her eyes remaining locked on me while she tasted it. “Ittastes like pancakes to me.” I playfully rolled my eyes. “Come on, big brother.” She stepped between me and the kitchen counter. “Show me your recipes.”
I crossed my arms and smiled. “No.” I kissed her forehead and turned away from her.
Indi sucked her teeth. “Then you leave me no choice.”
What the fuck does that mean?
She moved so fast, snatching the notebook from my apron before bolting across the kitchen. “Indi!” I tried to run after her, but Kush planted himself between us. “Fuck, Indi, please.”
Her green eyes sparkled as she stopped next to the brownies and cracked the small notebook open. She scanned the handwritten recipes and flipped through the pages. “Haze, there’s so many.” She looked through the worn-down notebook some more.
“Okay, you’ve seen my recipes. Now give it back.” I lunged towards her, but she pulled her arm back with a curious grin. “Indi,” I growled. Kush sprawled along my foot and I didn’t want to move.
Fuck me.
She picked up a brownie and walked around the kitchen, flipping through the written notes and recipes. “Rosemary bread, Tres Leche, oh that one’s good.” She passed a couple pages and raised the brownie to her opened mouth. “Wait.” Her eyes flashed to me. “Indi’s Special Brownies? Haze, you made a recipe just for me?” She took a bite of the brownie and chewed, scanning the recipe. “You know, this really could use some of that special icing…” Her face flatlined and I froze.
Fuck!
“Indi…it’s…fuck. Give me the book.” Indi didn’t move. “Indi!”
Kush rolled off my foot, and I rushed to her side, snatching the notebook from her hands. “You…you use…” She wiped her mouth and turned to face me.
