Page 111 of HER SISTER

I had located the nearest bedroom in less than five minutes.

My heart was practically racing in my chest, and I couldn't seem to catch my breath.

Everything felt hot—

I felt hot.

The bedroom door was locked and my bikini was tugged off of my body in a matter of seconds—practically running over to the bathroom connected to the bedroom.

A gush of water echoed in my ears as I switched the shower on, purposefully keeping the water cold with hopes of cooling me down.

But with the images of Mili roaming through my head and the familiar heat crawling to every inch of my body...

I felt hot.

So fucking hot that it felt inescapable.

It was actually irritating, especially since I haven't been touched in so long.

This is wrong.

Was all I could think as I leaned against the damp shower wall, clearly considering one possible solution.

I let out a frustrated huff as my hands twitched by my sides—hating the predicament that I seemed to put myself in.

No one would know.

There goes the other side of my conscience.

Which I seemed to be leaning into.

Technically, no one would know—I managed to convince myself.

No just text her. Tell her to meet you.

I shook my head at the other idea that my conscience seemed to come up with.

If I do that then she fucking wins.

And that's not an option for me.

Not for my ego at least, which is something I'm obviously still working on.

A soft sigh fell from my lips as my fingers began grazing the skin of my lower stomach.

And when my shoulders relaxed back into the cold wall, I knew I had made a decision.

Especially when my fingers began roaming down to warmer places—

Specifically, a place where I needed to be touched the most.

I drew in a sharp breath as my body naturally strained into an arch against my touch.

I was already wet with anticipation and my clit seemed to be swollen and ready to be touched.

"Oh my god," I whispered so lowly to myself as I began running circles around my most sensitive area.

It felt too easy.

I felt too fucking easy.

Especially with how I was easily growing closer to the edge just by running quick circles around my clit.

A gasp fell from my lips as soon as I slid a finger into myself, clearly not wanting my orgasm to come so quickly.

I gripped the wall behind me with my free hand as I leaned into my own touch, slowly sliding in and out of myself as I continued to flick my clit with my thumb.

My teeth dug into my bottom lip, clearly trying to hold back any sounds threatening to break free as I quickened my pace—

Purposefully leaning my chest under the cold water to make my nipples grow harder.

But even still, I couldn't help the moan that vibrated in my chest, which was followed by a whimper as I tightened around my own finger.

I drew in a sharper breath when Mili's face managed to float to the front of my mind, almost imagining her standing here with me.

And that alone managed to trigger my own orgasm, easily causing me to curl my finger into myself to ride out the intense feeling.

A string of breathless pants fell from my lips as I arched into my touch, feeling my legs grow tight as I continued to flick my overstimulated clit.

And as the euphoric feeling faded I relaxed completely against the cold shower wall, sliding out of myself which gave me a glimpse of my dripping finger along with my hand that seemed to be damp from my triggered orgasm.

It felt like a weight had been lifted off of my shoulders, especially since I hadn't felt the familiar feeling in so fucking long.

A deep sigh fell from my lips as I forced myself to lean away from the wall.

And soon I was cleaning my warm body with the cold water before hopping out to get dried off.

Within minutes, I had my red bikini back on along with my kimono and sandals which all seemed to be thrown to different edges of the room.

It seemed to flash me back to the desperate moments that led up to me in the shower touching myself.

I gently pressed the back of my hand to my warm cheeks, hoping that I just looked sunburnt instead of flushed.

But either way, I could always blame it on the sun.

I moved my hand away from my cheek as I fixed up my dark wavy hair, allowing the bedroom door to fall shut behind me as I navigated back to the main area where everyone was.

And as I approached the double doors that led out to the main deck, I could easily hear the music and chatter again.

It managed to send a wave of nervousness through me—hoping that no one noticed my absence.

I don't even know how long I was gone for.

Yet all my hopes managed to fall down the drain as soon as Mya said, "Ana! Where were you?"

She definitely seemed tipsy as she sat by the bar with everyone else.

I smiled, suddenly feeling my face grow warmer at the memory of what I had just done.

"I needed a moment of A/C honestly," I lied, and almost immediately I could feel Mili's gaze on me as she remained seated lower down at the bar.

I knew that if I met her stare—that would be it.

So instead, I turned over to Desi, who seemed to slide me a blue frozen drink.

"I saved this one for you," she said, flashing me her warm smile.

I reciprocated her smile as I picked up the drink, "Thank you," I told her, easily earning a hum from her as she got back to wiping the bar top down.

And as I took a sip, I managed to glance around the large yacht, purposefully avoiding Mili's stare as I enjoyed the sweet drink.

"I think it's time to get back in the water," Ryder suggested, easily earning nods and cheers of agreement from everyone else.

And not even seconds later, everyone was leaving their drinks by the bar, and heading down to the lower deck.

But Mili seemed to have other plans, especially when she stood from her chair.

I automatically drew in a slight breath, knowing that she was making her way over to me.

Does she know?

No, she couldn't.

How could she?

I unconsciously gripped the glass in my hand when I felt Mili's presence stop behind me.

And as she subtly leaned into me, I could smell her familiar sweet cologne—which easily sent my nerves into a frenzy.

"What did you do?"

Her voice was lowered and her breath was warm against my ear.

It only made my grip around the glass tighten with restraint.

I turned my head slightly, easily causing Mili's lips to delicately brush my ear.

And I swear it took everything in me to not physically shiver.

"What are you talking about?" I whispered, matching her lowered tone.

And I knew it sounded obvious—that I sounded fucking obvious.

"What did you do, Atiana?" Mili repeated herself, only this time I could hear the frustration coating her tone.

And at this point, I knew there wasn't a point in continuing to play dumb, knowing that Mili could tell what I had just done moments prior.

I don't know why I ever questioned how well she really knew me.

Suddenly coming to my own conclusion, I managed to say, "Something you wish you could do yourself."

It was bold and very risky, especially with how far I had already pushed her today.

But Mili seemed to take it, especially when I promptly stood from my chair and walked down to the lower deck with everyone else.

Arielle smiled at me as I approached her and Mya, "Isn't today so fun?"

I nodded, but before I could say anything else, Mya said, "Cut the fuckery, what's going on with you and my sister?"

And even if her tone was lowered and everyone was in the water, I still felt my face grow warm from my annoying shyness.

How am I supposed to explain this weird game between me and Mili to her sister?