SHE AIN'T LIKE A SISTER NO MORE

Chapter 45 ~ "You're mine to perve on whenever I like!"

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-3 MONTHS LATER-

JEN

Taking a sip of my Jack and coke, I peer over the top of my glass, and greedily run my eyes down Justins bare back.
A little 'umf' sound escapes me as I lower my glass and I find myself crossing my legs as tightly as possible, feeling myself moisten at the sight of him.
Standing at the barbeque shirtless, his pants hung low, his bright yellow ethika boxers tight around his perfect ass.

Fuck me!

"Perve!" He states, peeking over his shoulder with a smirk.
"Damn fuckin' straight! Now shut your mouth before you ruin it for me!" I shoot back in a serious tone, before biting down on my lip.
I watch as he throws the tongs he's using onto the side table of the barbeque, and stalks towards me, taking a long sip of his drink before his hungry eyes land on me.
He stands over me, blocking the sunshine that was previously beaming down on me. Lifting my head with a fake angry frown, I fight the temptation of reaching out and pulling him on top of me.
"You're mine to perve on, whenever I like!" I smile cheekily, running my foot up the inside of his thigh, just stopping short of where I really want to play.
He grins back with a slight nod, confirming the fact, leaning towards me and placing his hands on the chair either side of me.
"I like you. I might even keep you!" He whispers against my lips, still grinning.
"Keep me?" I question.
"Yup. I'm gonna keep you forever." He replies, causing those stupid ass butterflies to swarm within me again.

How he still does it, I'll never know. I hope to God I still have the same effect on him. It would break my heart if it ever weren't the case.

"You look sexy as fuck over there...get back to it so I can drool a little more." A bolt of electricity runs through my entire body as his tongue peeks out of his mouth and runs across my lips slowly and sensually.
I can't resist any longer, and slip the tips of my fingers down the front of his pants, pulling him towards me as I attempt to attach my lips to his properly.
He cooperates, and brings his legs over mine so he's straddling me, his weight sitting heavily over my lap.
His hands slowly run up my bare arms, before caressing either side of my face, as he gently presses his tongue into my mouth, hungrily taking what's his.
He moans into my mouth as though it's been years since we've kissed, as though he couldn't remember what it's like with us when the love takes over.
My fingertips tighten around the waistband of his boxers as he sucks my bottom lip between his, before resting his forehead against mine, breathing heavily.
"Fuck, I'm so fucking in love with you. I'm sure it's not normal baby." He mumbles, his thumb running across my now swollen lips.
I suck his thumb into my mouth, graze my teeth over it a little until I feel him quiver against me, before releasing it with a tight 'pop'.
The devilish grin that sits on his beautiful face is pure perfection. The darkened eyes sitting behind hooded eyelids screaming out 'fuck me now!'
We're in our own little world again. Our purple aura filled world where it's only the two of us. Absolute perfection.
"What the fuck bro, you can't even cook a barbeque?!" Chase yells, running towards the barbeque to turn the meat that's been completely forgotten about.
"Oops." Justin whispers, before pressing his lips against mine softly once more.
"Your sisters fault!" Justin says with a smirk, kissing my forehead before swinging his leg over my lap and walking away, my eyes immediately landing on his ass, admiring how his muscles work.
I finish my drink, soak in the sun for another five minutes, before disappearing inside to get the salads organized.

JUSTIN

Carrying the tray of meat into the kitchen, I stop short as I look over my beautiful Mrs. I love it best when she knows I'm not looking.
She's wearing tiny little shorts, and I can't help but notice the bruises on the backs of her thighs.