Page 4 of Sins Of Her Sister

“Where are we going?” I ask, tripping over my own feet as I trail him.

“You said there were games to be played. So, I think it's time for a game of beer pong!” He grins and winks at me over his shoulder. Some of the alcohol in my system has worn off since my incident with Vanessa and beer pong could be what I need to loosen up.

Walking outside to the back patio, I catch sight of the large crowd of people out here. The twins really do have an incredible house with an amazing backyard. The patio has fairy lights hanging from the roof, casting a glow on the party outside. A stocked bar sits to my left and a fully furnished, occupied patio to my right. The infinity pool with a built in hot tub is situated just ten feet from where we stand. The furniture has been moved to make room for the beer pong table in the middle with people gathered around, watching. When Blaze leads me to the table, Braxton and Aaron are setting up for the next game. I catch Aaron checking me out before his lustful gaze meets mine.

“You guys down for a game?” Aaron asks, looking over at Blaze.

“Hell yeah, we are!” Blaze excitedly shouts, wrapping his arm around my shoulders.

“Okay, but Ryan’s on my team if you want to play,”Aaron says in a serious tone, sucking the excitement from Blaze’s face. I can’t control the smile trying to break free from his audacity. I can sense that Blaze has an argument on the tip of his tongue.

“Bullshit! Ryan’s always on my team!” he says, his shoulders squared. Have I mentioned how possessive he is? Sometimes I wonder if his feelings run deeper than he will admit to me, but I'm too afraid to question it and ruin our friendship. Blaze is my rock—I don't know what I would do without him. I could never do anything to mess that up.

“Like I said…” Aaron pauses, going back to setting up the last cups as if he doesn't have a care in the world. “Either Ryan is on my team or you're not playing.” He smirks as he sets down the last cup. Before Blaze can say anything, I hold my hand up.

“Let's make this interesting,” I say looking between all three of the guys. “If you and Braxton can beat me and Aaron, I'll do whatever you want,” I say seductively to Blaze. Batting my eyes at him, I know he won’t be able to resist the challenge.

“Okay, and what do you guys get if Braxton and I lose?” he asks, leaning forward with both palms on the table.

“Same thing. We get whatever we want from you two,” I say, knowing I've got him where I want him. Blaze’s jaw clenches.

“Should've taken me up on Netflix and chill because when I'm done, you and Aaron won't be able to walk straight for a week,” he smugly says, nodding up once in Aaron’s direction. Feeling the heat starting to form in my stomach, I shove it down and walk over to Aaron’s side.

I instantly feel the body heat behind me as I reach our side of the table, a warm palm rests against my ass. I turn my head slightly, and if looks could kill, Aaron would be dead weight on the floor at this instant. Blaze glares at Aaron’s hand like he wants to burn it to ashes. I catchhis eyes and they’re full of warning. Unfortunately, I've never listened well. Doing the opposite of what I should has always been a helluva good time. Leaning back against Aaron and holding a stare off with Blaze, I feel Aaron lightly rubbing his mouth and nose up the side of my neck. It's almost like he can’t get enough of me. I’d be lying if I said that didn’t make me hot.

“This isn't the only game I want to be playing with you tonight,” Aaron whispers in my ear, causing goosebumps to rise on my neck. I open my eyes when Blaze yells from across the table.

“Are we fucking playing or what?!” he calls out in frustration. Someone definitely needs a few more drinks.

Down to the last two cups, it's my turn and I'm facing off with my best friend. Missing my shot and irritated as ever, I watch as Blaze sets up to shoot his.

3... 2… 1… swoosh! He makes it into the cup. Aaron curses under his breath and Blaze's victorious smile is shining bright. As Aaron and I walk up to the winners, Braxton speaks up for the first time tonight.

“I'm gonna let Blaze have fun with the winnings by himself. I’ve got somewhere to be,” he says hurriedly. Giving his brother and Blaze a nod, he's off before anyone can utter a word. Out of the twins, Braxton has always been the quiet and mysterious one. Aaron is the life of the party— joking, smiling, and making sure everyone is having a good time.

“So, bestie… What do you want us to do?” I ask excitedly. A feeling of thrill bubbles through my body when I realize the mischievous, up-to-nogood look plastered on Blaze's face.

“Is there anywhere private the three of us can go?” he asks Aaron.

“Yeah, my room is off limits so it should be good,” Aaron replies, raising an eyebrow at Blaze, probably foreseeing where the night is going.

Blaze locks the door to Aaron’s room. Next thing I know, he's grabbing me by my hair, smashing my mouth up to his, a moan escapes me as his tongue teasingly asks for access. I oblige and open my mouth, letting him take full control. Blaze sucks my tongue into his mouth and when our kisses start to get erratic, he lightly bites down and pulls away. I throw him a pouty look as I watch him walk toward the bed and sit with his back against the headboard.

“I want a strip show first, Ry. Show Daddy what he wants to see. I was the winner after all,” he orders, clasping his hands on his lap.

Aaron throws on music through his speakers and the song ‘Desire’ by Meg Myers starts to play. The music is flowing through my body when I kick off my shoes and get ready to put on a show. I feel the alcohol working and the heat in my body rises from having two sets of eyes give me every ounce of their attention. Slowly undoing the button on my shorts, I sway my hips and gently push them down my legs. Once completely off, I move my body smoothly, run my hands through my hair, then down to tweak my nipples. Aaron’s behind me in no time, running his hands from my thighs to my hips while placing kisses along my neck.

“You’re so fucking beautiful, Ry,” Aaron softly whispers against my skin. I feel Blaze’s eyes searing into my skin, following the kisses Aaron places on me. “The things I want to do with this perfect body… I want to worship it.” Aaron’s voice is deep with need. Closing my eyes at Aaron's words, I feel the satisfaction of hearing them. He moves his hands to the back of my corset to undo the clips until my breasts fall freely. My trusty knife falls to the hardwood floor with a clang. Blaze’s eyes follow the knife as it skids inches from my feet as he gives me a questioning look.

“You can never be too careful,” I say, shrugging.

One hand cups my pussy under the fishnet stockings and lace thong, while the other slides up to knead my breast. Aaron is slowly tweaking my nipple, his tongue still moving along my neck. I can't control the moan that comes from my mouth as I throw my head back against his shoulder.

“Fuck, Daddy…” I whimper staring into Blaze's eyes. I know this is going to rile him up and I can already see the intensity in his eyes. “That feels so fucking good, Aaron,” I moan. Seeing Blaze's eyes turn completely dark with jealousy and lust, I roll my hips against Aaron’s erection. I turn around to undo Aaron’s pants, pushing them down his legs and making sure to bend all the way over to give Blaze a full view of me from behind.

As Aaron kicks his pants to the side, he runs his fingers through my hair and fists my strands, keeping my head down. Suddenly, Blaze cups my pussy from behind, sliding two fingers in making me gasp. He groans at the sound of his fingers driving into me.

“Damn, Ry. You’re fucking dripping. I have to taste you.” Ripping my fishnets apart and pulling my thong to the side, Blaze drops to his knees, fiercely sucking my clit into his mouth. He begins to slide his tongue down, finding my entrance and starts fucking me with it.