Page 31 of HER SISTER

A laugh fell from my lips—leaning into the kiss that Mili seemingly pulled me into.

I had just finished with my evening class and was finally able to head back over to Mili's.

I swear I had never showered and changed so quickly in my life—but after being away from her for an entire day, I felt far past desperate just to lay eyes on her.

Mili impatiently tugged at my pink tank top that I wore with black sweatpants.

"How was your day?" she murmured against my lips, pulling back slightly to meet my eyes.

I smiled, hugging her body closer to mine, "Excruciatingly long without you—how was yours?"

Mili hummed, "Exactly the same," she said, guiding me further into her loft.

My brows furrowed, noticing a bunch of ingredients sat out on the counters.

"What is all this?" I questioned curiously, setting my phone and bag down on the counter as I walked over to the items she had sat out.

Mili slid her arms around me, pulling me back into her body, "We're decorating Halloween cookies," she murmured, pressing a soft kiss to my neck.

My brows raised slightly, finding the activity entirely cute, "Really? That sounds like so much fun," I said, suddenly feeling like a child.

Cookie decorating felt oddly domestic, and I knew it would somehow bring Mili and me closer together—even if we already felt close enough.

Mili laughed at my excitement, suddenly twirling my dark hair that was pulled into a high ponytail, "This is cute," she said.

I felt my face warm up as I turned to face her, "Thank you," I murmured, staring between her eyes.

Mili hummed, "I like it when your hair is pulled up," she said, and I swear it sounded like an insinuation.

Like there was a purpose for my hair being pulled back.

I raised a brow, "Are you hinting at something?"

Mili's lips twitched up into a smirk, "Aren't I always?" she questioned back, clearly not denying anything.

And just like that—my face was burning up, forcing me to quickly look away from Mili as a laugh fell from her perfect lips.

Mili walked past me as she reached for the remote to one of the speakers, and while she seemingly got her phone connected, I couldn't help but eye her completely.

From the extremely cropped graphic tee that showed off her toned stomach to the dark gray sweatpants that hung low on her waist—she looked incredible.

Especially with her curly hair pulled up into a bun and illuminating her sharp bare face.

Mili raised a slight brow, easily making me purse my lips into a shy smile.

Was I staring for too long?

Probably.

I suddenly took a step closer to her, "You look really good," I whispered, wrapping my arms around her.

Mili smiled slightly as she shuffled one of her playlists on her phone, "Yeah? Because I think I look better with your arms wrapped around me," she said, looking down at me as she set her phone down that was playing a soft R&B through the speakers.

I smiled slightly, "Really? I was thinking vice versa," I said, basically countering her compliment.

Mili shook her head at me, "Why can't you just say, yes Mili you're so right—you're always right, instead of challenging me?" she said, mimicking my voice.

I laughed, "That's layering it on a little bit thick," I determined, easily earning a chuckle from Mili who began guiding us over to the sectional.

"Sit with me," she said, sitting down on the couch.

I smiled, knowing that I wanted nothing more than to stay stuck by her side, "Of cour—"

But I was quickly cut short by my own gasp when Mili pulled me down to straddle her lap.

And even straddling her lap was enough to send that familiar warmth through me.

Mili gave me a playful smirk as she grabbed one of her rolling trays, "Hold this for me," she instructed, easily causing me to hold the tray in place on top of my thighs.

Soon she was tapping some of the grinded-up weed onto the tray before grabbing a wrap and filling it with the weed.

Honestly, the soft music combined with her warm presence was so refreshing—and exactly what I needed after a long day of classes.

"What did you learn in class today?" Mili asked as she rolled the blunt between her perfect lips.

I hummed, forcing my eyes away from her lips, "It was just about assignments that I have coming—" I forceful cleared my throat when Mili's tongue swiped across the wrap, "—Um, yeah, just projects and readings that I have to do," I forced out, feeling like school should be the last thing we should be talking about right now.

Mili raised a brow, "You're giving me that look again," she pointed out.

I tilted my head, which suddenly felt heavy with many different scenarios of us—and the idea of these scenarios alone seemed to send goosebumps crawling down my spine.

"Yeah," I breathed out, feeling myself unconsciously lean down into her.

Mili only hummed as she held the now rolled blunt in one hand, easily grabbing my neck and guiding my lips to hers.

I slid my arms around her neck, easily arching into her warm body.

Mili hummed against my lips, and I could suddenly feel something secured behind my ear—which I later realized was the blunt she had just rolled.

I gasped slightly when Mili suddenly grabbed onto my hips with her now empty hands—easily deepening the kiss with her tongue.

I tilted her head back further, giving us both more access to one another as I began practically grinding my body into hers.

Mili gripped my hips even harder, guiding my body to grind into her at a slow and deep pace.

A whine vibrated in my throat, suddenly feeling an ache between my legs.

Mili slid her hands past my waist to grip my ass, easily guiding me to grind at a quicker pace.

And as my most sensitive area rubbed back and forth against her warm body, I easily felt a sudden wetness between my legs—and I knew instantly that I was turned on.

My own breathless pants and moans echoed into Mili's mouth as she quickened the pace.

And the friction alone sent tingles jolting through my entire body.

My brows furrowed as Mili seemingly quickened our pace even quicker, "Oh my god," I practically moaned out, easily earning a moan from Mili's lips.

"You sound so good," Mili murmured as we pulled back from the deep kiss, and I couldn't help but grow even wetter at the sight of her flushed cheeks and swollen lips.

I hummed when she suddenly slowed our pace back down—looking between my eyes carefully as my face grew warmer and warmer.

I dug my short nails into her shoulders, feeling something inside of me tighten before bursting into millions of warm tingles—it was so intense, that I could practically feel my entire body shake with tightness.

"There you go," Mili praised me, watching me carefully as our pace grew slower and slower—along with my body that managed to grow tirelessly limp.

I let out one last breathless hum as I leaned into Mili's body completely—allowing her to hug me close to her body.

Mili gently ran her hand up and down my spine—and as I fell into her touch, I seemingly came to a sudden realization.

I just had my first orgasm...

Without even being touched?

Mili suddenly pulled back from the hug, "How do you feel? Was that okay?" she asked, clearly concerned about my well-being.

And even knowing that she genuinely cared so much, was enough to make me smile.

"It was amazing—more than amazing," I said, and it was completely truthful.

I had never experienced such an incredible yet intense experience before.

I really couldn't begin to imagine how it would be when she actually touched me.

Mili hummed, carefully looking between my eyes for confirmation before she pressed a gentle kiss to my temple.

"Good—if we're ever moving too fast, I need you to tell me," she said, gently untucking the blunt from behind my ear.

And her words alone warmed something inside of me, knowing she genuinely cared about me.

"Okay?" Mili clarified as she grabbed the lighter from her pocket.

I didn't hesitate to nod, "Okay."

Mili's lips twitched up into a smile as she pressed a fleeting kiss to my lips, "I'm going to go smoke really fast—you can start on the cookies if you want?"

I hummed mischievously, "Or I could smoke with you," I suggested, even if I had never actually smoked before.

Mili cocked her head to the side, "Smoke with me? I'm not so sure that's a good idea," she said, and maybe she was right, but it would be really fun to try.

Besides I wouldn't want my first time smoking to be with anyone else.

Mili is seemingly taking away a lot of my firsts.

I gave her a playfully narrowed look, "How come?"

Mili only mocked my narrowed look, "Because you've never done it before," she pointed out, gently tapping my thighs as a signal to stand up.

I stood from her lap, standing up with her, "How do you even know if I have or haven't smoked before?" I retorted, even if she was completely right.

"Have you?" Mili questioned as she walked toward the balcony door.

I stayed quiet for a moment, easily causing Mili to turn around to me.

And as soon as she took in my pursed lips and shy expression—a smile seemingly grew on her face.

"You're so fucking cute—I can't," Mili said, shaking her head at me as she motioned me over.

And the compliment alone sent my thoughts into a frenzy.

I swear I've never met anyone who affects me like she does.

I didn't hesitate to walk over to her, clearly happy that she was actually going to let me smoke with her.

Mili opened the door for me and motioned me through, "I don't want you smoking a lot though," she said as she followed behind me onto the balcony.

I hummed in acknowledgment, watching as Mili leaned over the balcony slightly and sparked the blunt—and the action alone was so undoubtedly attractive, I almost couldn't take my eyes off of her.

Mili took a small hit of the blunt before looking at me, "Ready?" she questioned, easily earning a few nods from me.