Page 16 of Sins Of Her Sister

“Well, I’m sure as fuck not going near her again until we figure out what the fuck that was! I’d sleep a lot better if you didn't either,” he huffs at me. I sarcastically smile at him, my eyes wide.

“Oh, yes. I’ll just stay away from her even though we live under the same roof, Blaze. Or did she hit you hard enough on the head, dumbass?” I scowl, starting to feel stressed. Blaze glares at me. “Look, there's no point in taking our aggravation out on each other. It's pointless. We’ll figure out what happened together.” I give him a pleading look. Blaze sighs and gives me a nod in agreement, rubbing the top of his head.

We help each other on our feet and dust ourselves off. “We need to go find Layla and get home,” I tell Blaze as I clean off my clothes. Blaze’s eyebrows almost reach his hairline from the unbelievable look he gives me.

“FUCK NO! Fuck that bitch, Ry! I told you, I am not going near her ass! She clearly knocked us the fuck out…look at us!” he rants at me.

“In her defense, we did have her tied to a chair, babe. I mean, we kidnapped her from her bed, taped her to a chair and held her at knife point.” I snicker, though nothing is funny about the way I am feeling right now.

“I knew that was a bad idea, Ry. The shit I do for you and now look. This is crazy!” Blaze raises his voice. I shake my head and sigh, knowing he’s right.

“Let's just go, alright? We’ll figure this shit out,” I tell him. Grabbing Blaze's hand, I lead him to the cabin.

Walking through the front door, we find Aaron making his way down the stairs. Looking at his tall form and the muscles ripping through his body, I’m regretting my choice of plans last night. I bet I wouldn’t have a headachefrom hell and the goose egg to match.

Aaron meets us halfway through the front door, his fingers come up and caress my jaw.“You two look like you've been wrestling a grizzly bear.” He laughs, even though his eyes had a hint of concern in them. If that grizzly bear looks like a 5’6 offspring of Satan himself, then sure. We can say that. Still lost in my thoughts, Blaze speaks up.

“Yeah, someone decided to go for a late night stroll and we got lost in the woods.” He tries to laugh it off. If I hadn't been there with him, I’d have believed him. Enveloping me in his arms, I shiver at Blaze’s scent and touch. Leaning down, Aaron speaks softly into my ears.

“If you were restless, you should have woken me up. I would have loved to tire you out.” He chuckles softly. Not in the headspace for this conversation, I untangle myself from Blaze.

“Have you seen Layla? We really need to get going,” I say hurriedly.

“Carson and her left about an hour ago,” he says.

“Okay, well thank you for having us,” I tell him as I turn toward the front door. Aaron pulls me into him and crushes his mouth to mine. His hand tangles in the back of my hair, while the other holds my waist. Aaron finally pulls away when we hear someone clear their throat behind us.

Blaze gives me an awkward head nod.

“We have to go, princess,” he says softly but abruptly, nodding his head toward the door. I look back at Aaron and he tucks a piece of my hair behind my ear.

“I'll text you. Maybe we can get together sometime this week,” he says. I nod my head, “Yeah, that would be great.”

“Oh, wait!” Blaze says, halting in front of me. We stare at him, confused. “I almost forgot,” he announces as he steps toward Aaron and gives him a kiss, curling his fingers around the back of his head. Aaron stiffens, butkisses Blaze back. Blaze pulls away as both men smile.

“Text me, too,” Blaze says softly into Aaron’s lips. I can't control the laughter that erupts from me. Aaron stands there speechless with a clear blush creeping up his face. He clears his throat.

“Oh, have y’all seen Braxton? Fucker went missing last night and I haven’t heard from him. Wewere supposed to go into town this morning,” Aaron says, a tinge of worry in his eyes.

“Nah. We haven't seen him,” Blaze answers.“I'm sure he's off somewhere, sleeping off his hangover. He looked pretty lit when we got here last night.”

“Yeah, that's probably it. I’m gonna beat his ass when I see him,” Aaron jokes. “But, be careful getting home.”

“Sorry, A,” Blaze says, but Aaron shakes it off.

“It's fine, I'll catch y’all later.” He waves us off as we walk toward Blaze’s Jeep.

Layla

The hot shower feels amazing after last night. Although, I can’t remember half of what happened last night, besides Ryan and Blaze taping me to a chair, and it’s starting to anger me. When I woke up this morning, I was in Carson’s arms. Maybe it was all a bad dream and Ryan never got me out of bed.

Carson dropped me off thirty minutes ago and I just want to wash all the stress and overthinking away. Grabbing my coconut scented body wash, I lather up my loofah and start scrubbing my body. Working down my arms, around my breasts, and then my legs, I start to lose myself in the act. My muscles are finally relaxing after weeks of being tensed up. Right when I go to move to another area, my body is shoved into the wall tile with my face smashed against it. The hairs on my body stand upwhen I hear Ryan whisper into my ear.

“Where'd you go, little angel?” I feel her naked body press into the back of mine. “Didn’t you want to play with us? You didn't have to leave us knocked out in the shed,” she taunts as one hand comes up and squeezes around my neck.

“Did you even care that you could have given us a concussion?” Ryan pouts. I whimper when I feel her other hand come around to my front and cup my pussy. Her finger teases the slits. I can feel the arousal building, my body begging her to enter.

“I…I don’t know what youre talking about Ryan,” I choke out. Ryan licks up the column of my neck, nibbling along the way.

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