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Troy de Santis never treated Averie as a family. He doesn't want her to be his sister because he desired her as his lover.
I stay up late in the middle of the night still reviewing some of the paper works I took home from office.
I haven't been myself the whole day cause I'm too distracted by him. I'm annoyed with him to the point that even my work is affected.
I was focusing on my laptop when I heard my door slowly swung open. It opened carefully and almost silently.
I frowned upon seeing the silhouette of my brother coming in. He carefully shut the door off in order that he couldn't make any noise. His familiar masculine scent immediately cluttered around my dimmed room.
I glanced at the digital clock in the upper left corner of my laptop and it says that it's already one o'clock in the morning.
I expelled a sigh.
This scene is very usual and I always found it as an ordinary practice of ours because when everyone in this house is asleep that is the only signal that he can enter my bedroom or I can enter his bedroom.
I knew that he tracked me from the light coming from my laptop so he tracked where I was.
My stupid heart promptly pounds inside my chest as I feel him coming near me. I gasped because out of nowhere he hugged me from behind. I shrug him off when I felt his rogue and warm breath on my neck.
"Get off, Troy!" I hissed.
Instead of setting me free, he tightened his grip on me even more. "I'm not afraid of death but I'm so terrified thinking that your coldness might be the reason of my end, princess."
I pursed my lips, attempting to hunt the best words for that but I'm now in a doom mood. I'm still in the state of hating him.
"Averie, please talk to me! You've been neglecting me for three days now. Talk to me, oh!"
It's funny how the badass and rebellious person I've ever known could plead, pleading for his sister's attention. Everyone is clueless about his soft and good side. Everyone addressed him as the black sheep and unruly jerk of the family while myself is known as the innocent and responsible daughter.
"Then you have stopped feeding me reasons to hate you, Troy! Do you know that I couldn't sleep for three nights because I couldn't get the worry about you out of my system." I said angrily. I tried again to get out of his arms and I won.
But knowing him, he won't be able to let me go just like that.
In just a swift move of him, I was now in his arms again. He carefully lifted me up and brought ourselves on top of my queen sized bed. He dominates me and in this way he will get rid of my anger towards him.
"Troy, not now, okay? Trayvon is just right behind that wall!" I disobeyed him.
I am very careful, especially since Trayvon, my twin brother, came home to our house today. And knowing him, maybe in an instant our secret that we have been keeping for years will explode. My hidden affair with my brother.
"I could care less, princess. I just missed you so much." He started showering kisses on my neck.
I winced as I felt his hard on poking my thigh. Something hot rapidly growing inside me while he's being dedicated to making love to me right here, right now.
This is not our first but if my trance reacts, it's like this scene is still new to me.
I stay still, no plan to get along with his craziness. I still hate him!
"Princess, please! Let's welcome o. Kiss me back please." He tried to arrest my lips but I tried to avoid.
"I hate you!" I remarked, rolling my eyes even though I knew he wouldn't see that.
I still didn't react even though I could feel the dampness of my underwear there because of the sensation of his body resting on me.
"I warned you, Troy, not to beat Chino's nonsense, but what did you do? You didn't listen to me! I'm so disappointed with you, know that?"
The corners of my eyes warmed up again when I remembered what I watched that night. Troy is completely unaware that I was there that night. Hiding not far away and crying as he watched her ready to surrender her life to death.
"Princess..."
"Troy, I was there," I confess.
I felt him stiffen above me. I could feel the weight of his stare he's giving me. "What the hell, Averie?" It got off of me and lay down next to me.
His heavy breaths were very audible to my senses. "Fuck! You shouldn't go to that place. How.. how did I harm you? Bullshit!"
"I told you but you didn't listen to me. Does my opinion mean nothing to you anymore?" The hot liquid that I had been saving for days was escaping.
I can't help it anymore.
"Averie princess, that's not my point! You have no idea how dangerous that place is. An angel like you shouldn't be in that place. It's hell, princess."
"I'm just so worried about you. You can't blame me, Troy. I don't want you to perish just because of me. My conscience can't handle it."
Troy hurriedly rolled over me once again as he heard my son.
"Princess, I'm so sorry. I'm sorry. You have to stop crying or else I won't hesitate to croak that jerk's ass for creep's sake. God, Averie. I.. you know I hate seeing you cry." He dazedly wiped my tears.
I just want to laugh at what he expects now. My brothers used to freak out when I cried. I was bullied once when I was in junior high and that guy who bullied me almost threw his face in the toilet because he hit Troy hard. And when the news reached Trayvon's ears, he looked for the man again, he didn't hurt him physically, but when Trayvon was a teenager, he expelled that man from the academy.
My brothers are so over protective. So since then no one dared to come near me. It's just that I often have other friends. That's why until now Riliegh and Addie are my only best friends.
Even though those two are reprimands, I have nothing to say to them. They're the naughty, freak angels of our club.
"Just leave Chino alone, okay? He's a mad man and you don't have to beat him." My voice was mixed with annoyance.
I'm thankful that my eyes aren't capable of producing fresh tears as of now.
"I have to scrape him off your way. My fists are itching every time I remember that he likes you. I'm gonna strangle his neck if he doesn't stop hitting on you. Damn! I am so tempted to send him to perdition!" I don't have to guess how intense his anger is towards Chino.
"But that doesn't mean you'll agree to a death race with him! Do you know that the only one who shoots a crazy person is also a crazy person?"
My consciousness scoots a little when his warm and rough hand began to rub my breast. I'm only in my scanty nightgown and no bra at all.
I bit my bottom lip to suppress my moan. It's too early for that.
"I can't deny that I'm crazy. I'm crazy.. I'm crazy for your attention. I'm crazy about your lips. I've always been crazy about you and you know it. I'm crazy for you, princess." My hips rose when he released my pair of breasts and he hurriedly squeezed them.
He's devouring my bosoms to the fullest.
"Don't do it again, Troy!" I grunt. "What if Daddy gets to know what you're doing? Come on, brother. Give us a break from giving our parents a headache." Based on my tone, it's as if I'm the older of the two of us if he's reprimanded.
But no matter what sermons we rain on him, he still doesn't make up his mind. But I won't get tired until I straighten his twisted brain. I'm still working on it until we're together.
I let an angry groan when he bit one of my nipples. I hit him in no time. "Ugh, Troy!"
"How many times do I have to remind you that I hate you calling me brother. I'm your lover, princess. Your lover!" This command is arrogant.
"Tsk! Imperious jerk!" I murmured.
I felt him chuckle at my skin. "And you're the queen of my empire, Averie de Gracia!" He possessively enunciated.
My hips rose again as his mouth eagerly licked both of my brēasts. "Ooh.. Troy.." I can't hold my moan anymore.
"That's right, princess. I missed that serene moan of yours." He uttered seductively.
His lower body started to move above me and he intentionally grinds his hardness on my womanhood. He let go of my chest and went to my previously elusive lips. He doesn't seem to miss devouring my lips.
Unhesitatingly I answered back his kisses with an equal passion and hunger. I couldn't deny the fact that I also missed him, everything about him.
Whenever we're sharing this passionate and steamy situation, I forget my fear and all my worries. I'm being blind to see our dead end. His kiss makes me forget this moral sin we're doing. His touch is making me stop thinking of the people who'll get hurt once they'll find out our illicit relationship.
His love for me is the sweetest sin I'd love to hold on to forever. Stupidity is just an understatement of our feeling's conditions but what can we do? Our hearts always tell us to treasure every moment that we have.
"I still can't get enough of you, Averie. There's no way in hell I'll get tired of making love to you." He said in between our impulsive kisses.
Our tongues battled for a moment until he released my lips. He temporarily got off me to undress himself. I'm just watching the movement of his silhouette as he brought himself back to my bed. He arrested my lower body in between his naked thighs. Just by feeling it, I know that his pride is focused on me.
"Sorry for taking you rashly, princess. We're unsafe as long as Trayvon is around. I swear, I'll make a plan how to dislodge that dick-tective from here!" He said quite a joke.
I slapped his shoulder. "You're so mean! My brother is the one you want to get rid of." I pouted.
"You know I have no intention of comforting the person who might hinder us." He said seriously and I just shook my head when he pulled down my panties.
He quickly aligned himself in my core. I took a long breath. When he gets the proper position of us, he then holds my hips before starting to enter his dick inside my wet cave.
"Ohh.. fūck!" I blew a cuss when I felt his thickness inside me.
"Shh, damn that mouth! Don't cuss, princess!" He disobeyed immediately.
Since they were young, they didn't want to hear anything cheap from me. It is possible but in a secret way. I'm not a great fun of cusses nor have a cussing machine kind of a mouth but because of what D'yos did every day I always hear cheap things. Especially if Addie and Riliegh are with me.
I reached and held both his wrists when he got going, pounding and popping my cherry to the hyper level.
"I love how warm your inside is, princess. That inside is exclusively for my dick only, always remember that!"
His thrust became aggressive and fast, deeper and making me insane all over again.
"Ahh.. ahh.. I.. I also missed this. I missed you, Troy." I wail.
Both of us became more persistent in what we were doing. I also contributed a move and meeting his thrusts.
We both reached our peak after God knows how long. He collapsed above me after making ourselves cum. We're in the state of catching our breath when we hear a knock coming from outside.
"Averie, are you still up?"
Oh my God!
Trayvon's outside my room!
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