HER SISTER (18+) (GXG)

Finished Games & Catching Up

It started off as soft.

Each kiss was long and slow—so beautifully slow.

Mili took her time grazing her lips against mine between the slow kisses that we shared.

But somewhere along the way, my tongue slid into her mouth.

And hers into mine.

With each kiss our tongues tangled for dominance, but as soon as Mili's grip tightened around my neck—

She won.

And yeah maybe I won the game.

But suddenly, it felt like Mili was about to finish it.

I gasped against Mili's lips as soon as she gripped my waist with her other hand.

Now everything felt rough—especially with how my fingers had tangled into Mili's curls, tugging at them for my own dominance.

But Mili wasn't backing down.

Especially when she pushed me back onto the large bed.

"Milan," I breathed out as soon as her knee slid between my legs.

Mili only hummed to herself as she remained hovered over me, watching her thumb slide slowly across my bottom lip.

"Show me how much you missed me."

My stomach bundled with a growing heat at her words, suddenly wanting to do so many unspeakable things to this girl.

But Mili had beat me to it—and won.

She had won it all apparently, only leaving me a small slice of victory before flipping it back onto me.

Mili pressed her knee against my most sensitive spot as soon as I wrapped my lips around her thumb.

And I couldn't even stop myself from grinding against her knee—allowing her to watch me entirely as my cheeks grew flushed and my core grew wetter against her knee.

Within seconds, Mili had tugged at the top of my one piece, easily undoing all the work that had previously been done in an attempt to keep it up.

The top half of my body was entirely exposed to her, and she didn't bother hiding her diverted stare.

Mili slid her thumb out of my mouth—but not before bringing it down to my chest, and circling one of my most sensitive spots.

Almost instantly, I felt myself grow wetter as I squirmed underneath her teasing touch, clearly wanting her to guide her fingers lower.

But instead, she managed to flick my nipple with her thumb, easily earning a frustrated whimper from me.

"Milan," I whined as I held her precise stare, hoping she would stop teasing me.

But instead, Mili's lips managed to tilt up in amusement, "Spread your legs more, and maybe I'll consider going easy on you."

Almost immediately, my face grew hot, especially with how her dark eyes were tracing every edge of my face.

But even still, I complied, spreading my legs further apart as I continued to grind against her knee—hoping for her hand to finally slide down lower.

Mili hummed to herself as I slowed down my pace against her knee, "I know you can get wetter," she determined.

I felt my body grow even hotter, especially since I had already gotten the bottoms of my one-piece completely wet—I was now coating her bare knee.

My stomach sunk as soon as Mili pulled her knee away from my core—

But when her hands lowered down to my bottoms instead, I practically felt my heart skyrocket in my chest.