Page 78 of Sizzling

Maeme came walking through the doorway leading into the great room, and her face lit up at the sight of my sister. “I’m so glad you’re coming to spend some time here. It’s been too long since I had any quality time with you,” she said as Nailyah walked over to hug Maeme.

“I know. I’ve been so busy with my classes. But finals are over now, and I have the summer break ahead of me.”

Maeme patted her back. “That’s good to hear,” she told her, then nodded her head back toward the great room. “Come meet Dovie. I’ve been teaching her how to crotchet this afternoon.”

Nailyah grinned. “I haven’t done that in years. Are you showing her how to make the dish cloths we always used to make?”

Maeme nodded. “Sure am.” Then, she glanced back at me. “Briar will be down shortly.”

Which meant she was still upstairs, alone. I’d checked the camera I had in her room before getting out of my Jeep. She’d been walking around in a pair of the panties I’d bought for her. Turning that view off had been hard, but my sister had been on her way, and me having an erection would have been awkward.

“I’ll go grab a beer from the fridge while I wait,” I told her.

I waited until the two of them were out of sight before heading to the stairs and walking up them as quietly as possible. The only thing better than watching Briar on my phone was watching her in person. My patience was gone, and I’d been away from her longer than I could handle.

Turning the knob to her door, I’d expected it to be locked, but it wasn’t. She should lock her doors. Anyone could walk in and see what was mine. I didn’t like that idea.

Briar was standing in front of the floor-length mirror with her long hair over one shoulder as she braided it. Her eyes swung to me as I stepped inside the room, then closed the door with a soft click behind me.

“You need to lock your door,” I told her, still feeling unsettled about her being in here, where anyone who tried could come inside.

“Clearly,” she replied, looking back at her reflection as her fingers continued fixing her hair.

“I don’t like anyone being able to walk in on you.”

She smirked. “If I’d locked it, then you would have had to knock. What if I hadn’t let you in?”

It was my turn to smirk. “I know where the key is.”

She frowned, then looked as if she didn’t believe me. “And where would that be?”

I slipped my hand into my pocket and pulled out the only key to this room. Maeme didn’t know I’d taken it the night I brought Briar here. If she knew, I’d have been dressed down over it by now. I was going to put it back after making two more copies, but I hadn’t taken the time to return it yet.

Holding up the key, I enjoyed the mixed expressions on Briar’s face. She wasn’t sure how she felt about it, but I could tell she wasn’t mad about it either. Maybe she wouldn’t be angry about the cameras in her room … no, she’d be pissed. That was something I couldn’t tell her about. Ever.

I dropped the key back into my pocket as I walked over to her. The shorts and sleeveless blouse she was wearing looked much better on her than it had on the mannequin in the upscale boutique I’d bought it at in Buckhead.

“Are you finished?” I asked her as she placed an elastic hair band at the end of her braid.

“Yes.”

“Then, let’s go.”

She turned to face me fully then. “Where are we going exactly?”

“To my house.” So I can fuck you in my bed.

“Oh,” she whispered, looking surprised.

I reached out and took her braid, wrapping it around my hand. This was going to be enjoyable later. I pulled at it. “Where were you expecting me to take you?” I asked, unable to keep from watching her mouth as it moved.

“I didn’t know, but … I definitely hadn’t expected that you’d take me there.”

I tugged on her hair gently. “And why is that?”

She licked her lips nervously. “I … well, it’s your house. And we … we are … I don’t know what we are. Not anymore.”

I used my hold on her braid to pull her to me. “What do you want to be?” I asked her when, internally, I was shouting, MINE. I couldn’t exactly say that to her though. Not yet.

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