Pt 4
Itâs been two weeks since Adrianna moved in. Thatâs how long we ended up agreeing for her to stay, but I can tell she doesnât want to leave yet. Honestly, I donât think I want her to leave either. Itâs been really nice having her around, getting to finally know each other, the real us.
Now weâre cuddled up on the couch watching Pinocchio. She says itâs the thing that cracked her egg, but I donât see it. Now Mulan? That movie cracks eggs.
I look down at her and realize she fell asleep. Sheâs honestly really cute like this, not that Iâd ever say that to her. And maybe itâs just yesterdayâs T-shot talking, but sheâs got her hand really far up my thigh and itâs making me feel crazy.
Donât think about your sister like that, perv.
The other day I caught myself thinking like that too, when I realized that Iâm way stronger than her now. She was struggling with one of my doors that gets stuck, and had to call me to open it. I was teasing her about it so she started playfully hitting at me, and I quickly got her up against to wall and pinned her. I swear she looked up at me some type of way, but again thatâs just the T talking.
I gently shake her awake. âAddy. Ads, do you want to move to your bed?â She just mumbles at me. âWhat?â
She lifts her head just enough to uncover her mouth. âToo tired,â and flops back down. I try to slide out from under her but she grabs me and pulls me back down. âStaaaay!â What a brat.
I finish the movie by myself, and decide to just pick her up. As I lift her, surprisingly easily, she latches onto me tight. âAre you awake?â She mumbles and nods into my shoulder. âJeez. Iâm taking you to bed.â
I walk her to her room and set her down, but again she pulls me in. âPlease stay.â So I do, I stay. She gets up and starts messing with the lights, setting them to a dim purple and turning on music.
âDo you⊠sleep like this?â
âMhm! It helps me not have nightmares.â She pulls a massive bong from her dresser. âThis tooâŠâ
She cracks the window and lights up, taking a long hit. She looks at me and gestures for âdo you want some?â
I nod and get closer, but before I can react she pulls me in and shotguns it to me. I take it, shocked, and start to feel fuzzy for two reasons. âThat was⊠a bit much.â
âOh donât be such a baby. Canât handle a hot girl giving you weed?â
Not really⊠âItâs more than I practically kissed my sister a second ago.â
Her face drops. âSorry, I- youâre right⊠Do you still want to stay?â
âIâll stay, Ads. Can I take a hit myself?â She hands it to me.
After passing it back and forth a bit, weâre both feeling pretty toasty. âFuuuck. I havenât been this high in years,â I say as I wave my hands around, examining my fingers. She just laughs at me.
âYouâre such a lightweight,â she says as she cuddles into me. She traces her fingers across my top surgery scars, âWhen did you get this?â
âAlmost two years exactly, in about 3 days.â
âWellll happy birthdayâŠâ
We both burst out laughing. âNow whoâs high??â
Her hand keeps trailing my scars and chest, and it feels really nice. âYou feel so strong. Youâve got fucking pecsâŠâ
âYeah?â I try to flex, and she just giggles at me. I look down at her and meet her eyes, big and round staring up at me. She stares into me so deeply, sitting up and getting closer. I can feel my breath hitch. âAddy, I-â
She puts a finger to my lips, and whispers, âShut up.â She leans in, giving me the softest kiss Iâve ever received. Itâs like we barely touched at all, afraid of it.
She presses in harder, emboldened by her actions, and I wrap my arms around her midsection. We kiss steadily for a few minutes, small noises and groans escaping me. She breaks it. âFuck! I love when boys are noisy.â She dives in and kisses at my neck, running her hands across my abs and thigh.
I can feel myself getting wet, and that seems to be the thing to sober me up. âW-wait. Adrianna, stop.â She pulls back.
âWhat?â
âI just, we shouldnât be⊠this is⊠isnât it?â
She moves to straddle me, cupping my face between her hands. âI donât care.â She kisses me again, and I kiss back hungrier than before. She slides a hand over my shorts, between my thighs and a loud groan comes from me. She giggles and pulls her hand away.
Something in me snaps, and I flip her over. She yelps as I do, and looks up at me with a twinkle in her eye. I pin her arms above her head and kiss at her jaw, down her neck, to her chest and.. her shirt is in the way. âOff.â
She nods and pulls it over her head, and I finally see her chest. Shes so skinny and wears such baggy shirts, I assumed theyâd be smaller. I grab one, and take the other in my mouth, hearing my sister stifle moans behind a bit lip. Flicking my tongue across her nipple, she arches and presses up against me. I can feel her hard against my stomach.
I kiss down her body, leaving small bites on her tummy with her gasping every time. I get my fingers in the sides of her waistband, and look up at her. She nods enthusiastically, so I pull her sweatpants down. Sheâs completely shaven, legs and bush both, and wearing some very cute underwear. Something tells me this wasnât spur of the moment for her like it was meâŠ











