SHE AIN'T LIKE A SISTER NO MORE

Chapter 49 ~ "Where's the popcorn and the lube?"

JUSTIN

"How's them brownies goin' bro?" Chaz calls out towards the kitchen, loading another bowl.

"Hold the fuck on or you won't get shit!" Jen yells back, responding to 'bro', fitting right in with the boys, as she always has.

Chaz holds the bong towards me, and lifts his eyebrows.

"Nah bro, you overpack, I'll fix my own." I reply, bringing my beer up to my lips.

I watch him offer it to Ryan, and when he shakes his head and refuses for the same reason, Chaz shrugs his shoulder, mumbles "turnup", then proceeds to rip it himself.

"Yo, where's Chase at?" Ryan asks, as Jen strolls in looking extremely fuckable, with a plate of fresh brownies and a topped up glass of wine.

"Out there tryna get himself some pussy." Chaz rasps before exhaling in the direction of the open window, although by now it's no use as the lounge room absolutely reeks of weed.

When he passes the bong this time, I take it and repack the bowl.

I lift my arms slightly when Jen sneaks her legs over my lap, and throw her a smirk when the sole of her bare foot skims over my cock.

"Oh shit, sorry." She smiles innocently, her eyes already glazed over from the joint I rolled her to smoke while cooking the brownies.

"Sorry my ass. Fucking tease." I mumble, reaching for the lighter.

The front door opens, and I give Chase a nod before holding the lighter to the bowl.

I feel Jens eyes on me, then watch in my peripheral vision as her thighs clamp shut tightly. She doesn't take her eyes off me, even when Ryan pipes up.

"These are so fucking good Jen!" He moans around a mouthful of brownie.

"Careful though, they fuck you up hella good." Chaz warns, having had his own experiences with Jens brownies.

I nod in agreement before releasing the potent smoke from my lungs into the haze filled lounge.

I look to my left, raising my eyebrows at Jen. She nods slightly, and then starts arguing with Ryan over some documentary they watched.

I tap Jens ankle, which is resting on my thigh, and she smiles as she climbs onto my lap, straddling me as the bong sits between us.

I watch on as she places her leftover brownie between my lips, her fingertip trapped between my teeth for a moment. She takes the lighter from my open hand, leans over the bong, her eyes on mine as I run my hands up and down her smooth thighs. She sparks the lighter, and I watch as the smoke slowly drifts up the stem towards her juicy looking lips.

"Oi! What the fuck!" Chase yells from across the room.

So he's okay with her cooking him brownies, and he's all good with her smoking joints, but he doesn't want his little sister rippin' bongs?! Fuck me, she looks sexy as fuck!

Jen removes the bowl piece, inhaling a long heavy breath and throws Chase the finger.

She licks her lips, and I can't help but grab her jaw and pull her towards me, kissing her gently as I inhale the smoke that escapes her sexy mouth. I take the bong, place it on the table behind her, and bring my hands back to her thighs. She grasps my shirt, sliding herself down my lap further.

She gives me an adorable faded smile, before pressing her lips to mine again. Her ass lifts from my lap as she presses her tits into my chest, then lowers her hips again, grinding against me.