Page 63 of HER SISTER

"No I don't think you understand," Mili said, easily earning another laugh from me and my parents as we sat out on the back patio at the long dining room table.

The night was warm and the soft string lights managed to illuminate the large back patio perfectly—along with the shimmering stars that managed to reflect against the calm ocean.

Mili held up the half-eaten piece of pizza, "I want to eat more, but I'm so full," she finished her previous sentence, clearly at her own internal crossroads.

I hummed as I chewed my pizza, "Compromise—you can always save it to eat later. Best of both worlds," I determined.

Mili smiled slightly, looking over at me as I sat beside her on the long bench, "See this is why..." she trailed off, suddenly taking a hesitant pause.

And it was clear that she was thrown for an internal loop, which easily made my own brows furrow.

Well until she managed to finish off her previous statement by saying, "You're the best girlfriend ever."

I hummed, even if I still felt confused at her momentary pause, "How can I be the best when you exist?" I jokingly nudged her as I wiped my hands on my napkin.

And the question alone earned a narrowed look from Mili, who clearly disagreed.

My mom suddenly laughed as she sipped her rosé wine across from us, "You guys have the most wholesome arguments," she determined.

My dad nodded as he poured himself some more of the pink sparkly beverage, "Meanwhile, your mom and I argue over what color our sheets should be," he joked.

Mili shook her head with an amused smile, "That's easy—Lina's choice is always right," she deemed.

My dad chuckled, "I tried that, but then she gets upset when I don't have my own opinion," he pointed out.

Mili suddenly looked to me, "Sounds like someone I know," she determined with a raised brow.

I couldn't help but purse my lips into a smile, suddenly looking over at my mom who side eyed my dad as she sipped some more of her drink.

"Anyways..." my mom said as she swallowed her bubbly wine, "There's supposed to be a bonfire tonight—Kiara might be there."

I smiled slightly at the mention of my childhood best friend, "Aw how is Ki?" I asked, knowing that she stayed back to take a gap year.

As far as I knew, she was working the surf shop, and on her days off she was out practicing surfing—which she loosely mentioned taking seriously.

I always believed she could.

My dad smiled, "She's good—we see her every week and somehow her surfing still gets better," he said.

My smile grew, "That's always good to hear—" I suddenly looked to Mili, "—You up for a little bonfire action?"

Mili jokingly scoffed, "Is that even a question? You know I am," she said, suddenly rising from the bench, which easily caused me to follow suit.

However, before we could fully leave to go get dressed my mom suddenly said, "Wait!"

Just like that, we were both turning back around.

"Take this—" she handed me the unopened bottle of rosé wine, "You know you don't show up empty hand to a bonfire here," she said as I took the wine.

I hummed, "Thanks—I'll see you guys later," I said as both Mili and I turned back around.

"Probably in the morning, we might head over to that beach bar that your mom loves," My dad called out as we entered the air-conditioned house.

—

"Lani?"

Mili looked up from her phone, "Hmm?" she questioned as I peered at myself through the bathroom mirror.

"Can you tie this top?" I questioned.

Mili smirked slightly as she stood from my bed, "You mean untie it?" she subtly asked as she walked into my attached bathroom to stand behind me.

I laughed, feeling my face easily grow warm with shyness, "It's already untied silly," I joked back as her hands grazed the skin of my bare back.

Mili tilted her head in challenge, "So taking it back off shouldn't be that hard?" she hummed, running one of her hands up my spine.

I tightened my jaw as soon as I felt a familiar warmth strike my most sensitive area.

"We're already going to be really late," I reminded mostly myself, knowing that the bonfire started over an hour ago.

And I know that if we even managed to start kissing right now, we probably wouldn't end up at the bonfire at all.

What can I say? I like having Mili all to myself.

And right now she was definitely tempting me, especially with my parents out of the house.

"What's five more minutes?" Mili murmured as she gently sucked down on the sensitive part of my neck.

I instinctively reached out for the cold bathroom counter in front of me, hoping to balance myself as Mili's arms slid around my waist.

A soft hum vibrated in my throat when Mili tugged slightly at my black stringy bikini bottoms.

"You look so good in this," she said, nibbling slightly on my ear, which easily made my grip tighten on the counter.

I held her eyes in the mirror, "Milan," I whispered out breathlessly, clearly impatient for her to touch me.

We haven't done anything since last week, which was before New Year's and at the cabin—and that easily felt like a lifetime ago.

"You recall this position, yeah?" Mili questioned as she guided me to bend over the counter completely.

My brows raised slightly, and I couldn't help but grow wetter at even the slightest recollection of this position.

It was the same one that she teased me with—the one that she declared she wanted to make happen someday.

Mili slid her leg between my own, casually parting my legs wider as she said, "Ati, baby, I need you to use your words."

And her soft yet demanding tone easily sent my brain into overdrive.

"Yeah-yes, I recall this position," I said breathlessly, already feeling like I was on edge and she had barely managed to touch me.

Mili hummed contently as she slid her hand up my bare spine—suddenly grabbing onto my ponytail and gently guiding my head up.

"Your face is too beautiful to be hidden," she determined, and I couldn't help the warmth that coated my face—especially when her fingers suddenly caressed up and down my wet folds.

I let out a deep breath, already falling into her touch.

"Milan," I breathed out, already feeling my head grow heavy with pleasure.

Mili only let go of my ponytail, easily sliding her hand around to the front of my throat, "I'm right here," she reminded me.

And I couldn't help but dig my short nails into the counter when she slid a finger into me—suddenly feeling my body grow warm with tingles.

"More," I forced out breathlessly.

Mili didn't even hesitate to comply, suddenly sliding in a second finger as she slowly began pumping in and out of me—easily holding my deep stare through the mirror.

The warm feeling was so unfamiliar, especially with the different angle Mili was sliding in and out of me at.

However, my body didn't even hesitate to respond, especially when I managed to grow hotter—and wetter.

I could practically hear each stroke.

Mili curled into me perfectly, easily causing my body to tremble, "You're so wet," she said, and her voice was so low—so raspy.

It somehow added to my approaching climax.

Mili suddenly slid in deeper—easily causing my legs to tighten, "Oh my god, Milan," I breathed out, feeling at a loss for words as I began tightening around her completely.

I couldn't stop my eyes from rolling shut when Mili curled into a deeper spot.

"Right there—that's your spot," Mili determined to herself, easily sliding in and out of me as she continued to hit such a sensitive spot inside of me.

I gripped the counter even further as deeper moans suddenly fell from my lips.

Mili suddenly let go of my throat, sliding her hands up to my mouth where her two fingers parted my lips.

I couldn't help but open my heavy eyes—easily meeting her stare as she continuously slid her fingers in and out of my mouth while she managed to stroke in and out of my wetness—which was growing so wet it was dripping down my inner thighs.

"Mil—"

"Not yet, not until I say so," Mili cut me short with a raised brow, clearly knowing that I was right on the edge.

A string of whimpers fell from my lips as she slid her now-wet fingers out of my mouth.

But not before she trailed them down to my clit.

My legs shook even harder as she managed to stroke in and out of me—along with circling my throbbing clit.

"I can't," I practically moaned out, feeling everything crumble inside of me.

Mili began rubbing my clit back and forth, "Not until I say so, Atiana," she said, clearly not satisfied with how far she had pushed me, "Arch for me," she suddenly demanded.

And I didn't hesitate to listen—a little too quickly, because as soon as I arched into her, she was hitting an even deeper spot.

"Milan please—please," I practically whined out, feeling like I was quite literally about to explode.

Mili suddenly switched back to rubbing circles around my clit—but this time even quicker, "Come on—let it out," she encouraged me.

And I couldn't even hold back my own moans and whimpers as I came undone completely onto her fingers.

A deeper moan fell from my lips as more wetness seemed to practically gush out of me and down my legs—it was much more than I had ever felt before.

It felt like a sudden pressure was releasing from me.

I let out a soft whimper when I felt her slowly slide out of me.

"Incredible as always," Mili murmured, humming contently to herself as she slid her fingers into her glistening mouth and easily sucked them clean.

I hesitantly leaned away from the counter, slowly tuning into my trembling legs, "Why am I so wet?" I said, clearly noticing the wetness dripping down my legs and onto the marble floors.

Mili hummed, and I couldn't miss the way her lips twitched up into a smirk, "I may have made you squirt," she said, clearly proud of herself as she guided me to turn around.

My brows shot up as a shyness managed to creep in around me, "Really? How does that even happen?" I questioned as I slid my damp bottoms off.

I'll definitely have to pick out new ones now.

Mili hummed, "It's whenever you have a really intense orgasm and a pressure builds up inside of you—" she suddenly lowered down onto her knees in front of me, "—I'd love to help you clean up," she said, peering up at me with a devious smirk.

I felt my face grow even warmer with shyness, "I'd love for you to help me too," I murmured, knowing that I could easily go rounds with her.

Even if my legs felt numb and tingly—and barely even useable.

Still, you wouldn't catch me tapping out.

Mili's smirk managed to grow as she leaned into me, gently spreading my legs wider as her warm mouth pressed into me.

A soft moan fell from my lips when her tongue began eagerly exploring—clearly licking and sucking up any wetness that she could before gently sucking down on my sensitive clit.

And the small action alone managed to make my body arch into her—feeling that same familiar warmth evade my senses again.

It didn't seem to take much to send me back up to my peak—especially with the soft circles Mili's tongue traced around my clit.

A deeper moan fell from my lips when she sucked down gently, easily causing more familiar tingles to coat my body.

Mili hummed against me, sucking down even more as she sped up her pace slightly.

I gripped the counter behind me as I leaned in even further to her, somehow wanting even more.

And as she managed to speed up her pace further—my body tightened completely, practically trembling into her touch.

A string of soft moans and whimpers fell from my lips as my second orgasm washed over me.

And while Mili's motions grew soft and calm, my sensitive core managed to send my body into overdrive as I tightened even more under her touch.

Deep breaths fell from my parted lips as soon as my intense orgasm faded—suddenly questioning if I would even be able to walk, much less move from the spot I was in.

Mili stood onto her feet as soon as she was done licking up all the new wetness she managed to create more of, "I swear I can't get enough of you," she murmured, pressing a deep kiss to my lips that I easily reciprocated.

I hummed against her lips, basking in the warm taste of myself mixed with her own saliva.

Mili suddenly gripped my hips when I deepened the kiss—leaning deeper into me as her tongue slid past my lips.

I gripped her into me as our warm tongues managed to collide so perfectly together.

And I couldn't help but hum against her lips—I swear kissing her felt like my own little slice of heaven.

"Hate to break it to you—but we definitely took longer than five minutes," Mili murmured against my lips.

I hummed, "You're taking the blame," I said, sliding my arms around her neck.

Mili only hummed, "That's not fair—you tempted me to get down on my knees, otherwise, we would've been in the five-minute time frame."

I laughed against her lips, "I didn't tempt you to do anything—you offered," I reminded her, easily causing her to nip at my bottom lip.

"But you were so wet," she practically whined, easily earning more laughs from me.

"Which is something you caused," I pointed out.

Mili only smirked against my lips, "Did I? Because I bet you were already wet before I even touched you," she said, pulling back from our deep kiss with a raised brow.

I rolled my eyes, "Whatever."

Mili gave me a narrowed look, "Don't whatever me," she said, pulling me back into a brief kiss before she said, "And keep rolling your eyes at me and I'll have you in that bed for round three."

I whined, taking in her swollen lips and flushed face that was giving me an insinuating look, "Stop being so attractive right now," I said, knowing we were supposed to be going somewhere.

Mili only smirked, "What do I get for not listening?" she teased me.

I only gave her a narrowed look, "You're a bad influence," I determined.

Mili laughed, "We're a bad influence," she emphasized, and she made a good point.

It took us both to somehow make us even later to this bonfire.

Mili pressed another brief kiss to my lips, "You take a quick shower and I'll pick out a new bathing suit for you," she said.

I couldn't help but smile, "Sounds perfect to me," I said, pressing a kiss back to her lips.

Mili hummed, and I couldn't help but gasp when she managed to smack my ass, "Get to it then—or else we really aren't making it out of this bedroom."