Page 78 of Laugh Little Sister


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Did I just decide to let Nova go after I was so convinced to win her?

It won’t be fair to my sister if I get with her. I know myself and what I’m capable of.

What I need to do is fuck her out of my system while pretending she’s mine. Once she gets with Brandon, things will return to normal between us. It’ll be our secret, and no one will ever know.

I stride the last stretch to the house, my mind clearer than before. Even the invisible thorny vines loosen around my neck and chest, allowing just enough for me to breathe.

Tucking my vape into my pocket, I enter the dark house and shut the door behind me. I keep my steps light as I creep toward the staircase and head to the second floor. Stopping outside her door, I listen to her muffled voice as she talks to Brandon while they play a game.

The little brat thinks she got away with edging me before running off without finishing the job. Don’t get me wrong, I love the game she’s playing. It means I get to drop the mask and show her the darker side of me—the part that will enjoy using her body against her.

My heart pounds against my tightening chest, and heat crawls across my skin. Blood pumps further south, hardening my cock.

I ease her door open and slip inside the dim room bathed in pink LED lights, then shut it behind me. My gaze lands onNova sitting at her gaming desk, her back to me and her cat-eared headphones on. She leans forward and smashes her finger against the keyboard.

“No, I don’t think so.” She giggles at whatever Brandon said.

My fingers curl into my palms and tighten until my knuckles turn white.

The motherfucker made her laugh.

Breathe, man. It’s better that he makes her laugh than cry.

Staying out of her camera’s shot, I grab my phone from my pocket, switch the settings to silent, then pull up our text thread.

I may never get to be with her, but I can lay small claims on her that only I know about. Whenever she’s with Brandon, scratching the nails I paid for down his back, she’ll also think about me and what I’m about to do to her.

Aiden

Thought you could get away with teasing me?

Her phone chimes, the screen lighting up and grabbing her attention. I fight a smile at how fast Nova dives for the device.

Her text pops into the chat. I roll my lips together, fighting back a laugh.

What a brat.

There’s no thinking . Poor little Aiden.

Little, huh? Are you gonna apologize?

Don’t tell me you’re insecure about your size, because we both know I wasn’t talking about your dick.

I cover my face with my hand, my shoulders shaking with a quiet laugh.

Jesus Christ. I fucking love this side of her so goddamn much. It’s too bad that I have to pretend I don’t know about her insulting my dick size when there’s so much I can say in response to that.

I drop my arm and peek at Nova, her head bowed and waiting for my response while ignoring the game and Brandon.

I promise I’m not insecure about my big dick. I’m asking if you’re gonna apologize for what you did earlier.

Why? You said you’d teach me how to make men beg.

I did, but I didn’t tell you to leave me hanging like that.

And I didn’t tell you that you can call me your little sister with your dick in my mouth.

Besides, it’s a good thing I left when I did, or Jaxon would have walked in seeing that. How did that go, btw?