I nuzzle my nose into her neck. Fuck, why does she have to smell so good? Right now, she’s wearing some fruity lotion—coconut, I think. The scent is faint, but it’s intoxicating nonetheless. And when she came over right after work the other night, she smelled like garlic and red sauce which wouldn’t normally be so appealing on a person, but with her, I wanted to lick and nibble her entire body. Which I may have done when she declared that she wanted to take a shower before we filled out the annulment forms. Which now that I think about it, is probably why we never got around to doing so.
I brush her long hair aside and place my cheek against hers. “I know that I’ve never had more fun outside of the bedroom than I do with you. Or in the bedroom for that matter.”
Charlee shivers. “Drew...”
I kiss right below her ear. “I know that whenever I place my lips right here, you gasp.”
And on cue, she does just that.
My hands slip under the thin tank top she’s wearing and glide up her sides, before palming her full tits. “I know that your pussy gets wet every time I touch you here.” My thumbs brush over her nipples. “Your clit pulses when I move over here.”
She moans.
After swiping my thumbs over her nipples a few more times, my hands slides down the center of her abdomen until I reach the waistband of her shorts. “And I know that if I unbuttoned these, I would find your sexy-as-fuck piercing and I would play with it until you screamed my name.”
“Drew,” she repeats. “Kiss me.”
“With pleasure, honey.”
I don’t waste any time before branding her with my mouth. Our hands roam as our tongues duel. I didn’t think my cock could possibly get any harder but when she starts rubbing me through my pants, the horny bastard proves me wrong yet again. I’m seconds away from pulling off her shorts and taking her up against this truck when the hum of an engine approaches the station.
I break away from her. “Shit. Someone’s coming.”
“Someone was about to,” she grumbles. “So much for that idea.”
I wink. “Raincheck.”
Charlee removes my coat and I adjust my boner right before the car becomes visible. Motherfuck.
“Is that your sister?”
“Yep.”
Devyn spots us inside the garage and gives me a curious look as she exits her vehicle. “Hey, Charlee. Fancy seeing you here.”
Char
lee jumps off the truck. “Hey, Devyn.”
“Whatcha guys doin’?” Devyn asks with a knowing grin.
Charlee’s eyes widen. “Uh, thanks for the...tour, Drew. But I’ve gotta get going. Devyn, I’ll give you a call later to finalize the catering stuff for the wedding.”
Devyn looks at Charlee and then me and over to Charlee again. “Sure, Charlee. I’ll talk to you later.”
My sister waits until Charlee hops into her car and drives away. “What did I just walk in on, Drew?”
“Nothing.”
She rolls her eyes. “Let’s try again. Why was Charlee here in the first place? Is it the same reason she was at your house cooking you breakfast the other day?”
“Aren’t you supposed to be working right now?”
“I took a long lunch so I could swing by here and talk to you.” She puts her hands on her hips and breaks out the mom voice. “Now, quit trying to change the subject and tell me what’s going on between you and Charlee.”
I sit on the rear bumper of the engine. “Honestly? I have no fucking clue.”
She takes a seat next to me. “Talk to me, Drew.”