Chapter 7 Haze
SEVEN
HAZE
“Well, look who’s here,” I spoke aloud to myself as I pulled the car up to mine and Indi’s apartment.
I quickly stepped from the car and out into the cold night.
“Aiden.” The silver-haired man smiled as he leaned against the front door.
He had a few duffel bags next to him, stuffed and fully packed. “I’m assuming those are my things?”
He nodded. “Yup. Everything from Felix’s place. He wanted me to also remind you that he’ll be stopping by around midnight to clean up any mess you two may make.” He winked.
I smirked at his comment. “Fucking Felix.” I laughed to myself. “He knows us so well.”
“Well, I’ll catch you guys later. I got to get back.” He patted my arm and picked up his helmet before walking past me.
I spun around as he approached his bike. “It’s not too late to join, you know.”
Aiden stopped and looked over at me. “To join what?”
I grinned and took a small hit off my vape. “The ‘I fuck my sister club’.” I winked.
Aiden’s face hardened as he blushed. “I have no idea what you’re talking about, Haze. And I’m not going to miss your fucking teasing about it.”
Oh, yes you do. You know exactly what I’m talking about.
“I will miss your baking though. You should really consider writing a recipe book or something. It’s really selfish of you to keep it all to yourself.” He tilted his head with a smile.
I shrugged. “Maybe I’ll share it with you one day. I have a few extra special recipes I think you’d rather enjoy.” He hopped on his bike. “Until next time, Aiden.”
He put his helmet on with the face shield raised and shouted over the loud engine. “You owe me!” He then lowered the shield and drove away into the night.
Yes, I do.
“Fucking Aiden.” I laughed to myself as I took a second hit and stuffed my vape into my pocket. I grabbed the duffel bags and unlocked the front door of the apartment and stepped inside, taken aback by what I saw.
All my senses went insane as I stood there and tried to process what I was seeing.
The entire inside of the apartment was dark, smothered in a golden light from hundreds of lit candles, flickering throughout the downstairs, burning from every surface.
The fireplace was also burning as I could hear music playing faintly from the hidden speakers.
My nostrils flared as I tried to place the numerous aromas that circled the air.
It wasn’t until I dropped my bags and stepped further into the living room that I recognized them.
Lounged in front of the fire, in a seductive little pose, was Indi. She was surrounded by dishes upon dishes of food and wearing a black lace robe, tied in the front. Her long black hair was gathered into curls on top of her head, and she was smiling, smoking a blunt.
“Indi. What is all this?” I asked in a low voice, already turned on by seeing her in such a way. “Is that plastic under you?” I pointed to the clear film across the floor.
Indi smiled. “Surprise.” She brought the blunt to her red lips and took a deep breath before exhaling. “Happy Thanksgiving, big brother.”
I had to adjust my dick, which was becoming way too constrained in my pants. “Since when do we celebrate Thanksgiving?” I asked.
My eyes followed as Indi rolled onto her knees.
Her nails glided up her exposed thighs as her free hand played with the tie of the robe she was wearing.
She pressed the blunt between her lips and tugged the bow free.
As she exhaled, smoke clouded her body. I noticed the lace garment gently fall to her elbows, and as the smoke cleared, I saw her sitting there, on her knees, completely naked, wearing nothing but a devious little smile. And it drove me fucking wild.
“Come on, big brother.” She lifted the blunt with her fingers and ran her free hand through a small decorative dish of what looked like honey, licking it from her fingers and letting it drip onto her breasts and roll down her body. “Let’s make a mess.”
Without a word, I ripped my jacket from my body and completely stripped.
I walked over to Indi and stood in front of her.
The sexual tension in the air immediately thickened as my hand gently tipped her chin up, stealing her blunt.
Her eyes twinkled as they followed the blunt to my mouth.
“A year ago, I would’ve done anything to get you to want me.
” My thumb tugged at her lower lip. “And now, here you are on your knees, begging me to fuck you.” I licked my lips.
“You’re so fucking sick, little sis.” The corners of my lips curled while I smoked the blunt, admiring the view of her staring up at me with such starving eyes.
Indi softly grabbed my hand and pulled it to her mouth before kissing the inside of my palm.
“I used to think the pull I felt towards you was just a twin connection, a sickness I’d grow out of.
” She kissed my palm again. “But I was wrong. That pull merely grew, transforming into a desperate desire I’d never felt before.
It was so intense, so raw, that it scared me.
So I kept it locked away inside.” Her green irises flicked up to mine.
“And then that night, at the sorority house when I finally let it out, it consumed me…and the person I became fucking terrified me.” My body tightened at the memory.
“I’ve never felt this way about anyone, Haze.
You’re all I want. All I can think about.
You consume me, every minute of every day, and I ruined any chance of us ever truly being together.
” A tear swelled in her eye and rolled down her cheek.
I carefully fell to my knees and held her face as I wiped away her tears.
“You didn’t ruin anything, Indi. I’m here.
” She cried softly. “Hey, look at me.” Her eyes moved as she tried to look away.
I forced her face back up. “Look at me,” I growled.
Indi gazed at me with reddened eyes, and it made my chest ache.
“You didn’t ruin anything.” My hands pulled her close and I kissed her, tasting the honey on her tongue.
“Mm,” I moaned. “Now, why don’t we enjoy this little feast, because I have a surprise of my own for you. ”
Her eyes sparkled at my words. “You have a surprise for me too? What is it?”
I shook my head. “I’ll show you…after dinner.”
Indi reached over and grabbed a brownie as her entire demeanor shifted back to normal. All her sadness melted away and was replaced with a buzzing sexual desire, one I was feeling myself.
“Don’t forget dessert,” she teased. She squeezed the brownie in her hand, crumbling the soft, chocolate dessert within her grasp before sprinkling it over my hardened dick, stroking me with its warmth.
My body strained as she did so. “Indi,” I growled.
She crawled closer, rubbing the smashed brownie along my shaft. “Come on, Haze. I’m starving.” Her hands glided up my thighs, smearing another brownie against my skin.
“Well then.” I carefully leaned back and I adjusted my stance as she positioned herself between my legs with a smile. I gripped her face and guided her to my brownie-covered dick. “Eat up, little sis.”
Indi laughed faintly to herself, opened her mouth wide, and fully wrapped her tight mouth around me.
She moaned loudly, tasting the brownie crumbs with her tongue as she lowered her hot mouth and began to bob along my dick.
She felt so damn good, the way she moved her tongue and breathed along my body.
I reached out and gripped a portion of her hair while thrusting into her.
She moaned and whimpered, taking me so fucking well.
But with each passing second, I realized that as much as I like fucking her pretty little mouth, I wanted to fuck something else.
“Indi,” I whispered. Her eyes raised to mine and I carefully reeled her back, watching as she dropped me from her wet mouth.
She looked confused. “What’s wrong?” she asked.
I sat up and kissed her, pulling her body close to mine.
“Nothing,” I breathed into her mouth. “I just want more.” I kissed her again, gliding my tongue along hers as we made out.
The tip of my dick pressed against her pussy as we kissed, teasing her faintly.
Our naked bodies slid against one another’s and the temperature of the room began to rise.
The pressure of my body against Indi’s made her lean back, knocking over the dish of honey.
She broke from my mouth and gasped as it poured all down her leg.
I reached over and gathered a large amount into my hand before smothering her breasts with it.
She exhaled sharply and eyed me as I smiled.
“Whoops.” Indi bit her lower lip. She reached over and scooped a handful of what appeared to be a tarte of some kind and smashed it into my face with a loud giggle.
My tongue extended from my mouth, and I licked it from my lips.
“You’re going to pay for that,” I teased.
Indi ran a finger through the food on my face and licked her finger clean. “Am I?” She raised a brow.
I nodded and leaned in close, licking the honey from her nipples. She made the most delicious little noises as I tasted the sweetness from her breasts. The tarte from my face smeared along her skin as I toyed with her, creating an even more invigorating combo. And a wicked little idea.
“Turn over,” I groaned. Indi did as I said with a grin, carefully crawling onto her hands and knees.
Her bare back glowed in the candlelight and flames of the fireplace.
I moved closer, hovering over her body before lifting my fingers and gliding them up her spine and to my name tattooed on the back of her neck.
Indi arched at my touch. “Oh Haze,” she moaned into the air.