Page 82 of HER SISTER

"More," Mili's lower voice said from behind me.

I arched deeper but found myself straining, "I can't," I breathed out.

We had just gotten upstairs less than five minutes ago, and Mili already had me on my knees arched down into the bed with the strap grazing my very wet entrance.

With every graze of the strap, I felt myself automatically tighten and untighten around nothing—clearly anticipating when she would slide into me.

Mili hummed, suddenly grabbing my arms that she guided to lay out in front of me, "Now try," she murmured, bringing her hands back up to grip my hips.

I attempted to arch deeper down into the bed, and this time, with my arms laid out in front of me instead of by my sides, I seemed to have better willpower.

A soft gasp fell from my lips when Mili's hand came into contact with my ass, "That's my girl," she praised me.

And before I could do or say anything in response, Mili was slowly sliding into my wetness, easily stretching me out as she got deeper in deeper.

I dug my nails into the covers as muffled whimpers and moans fell from my lips.

"Let me know if it's too much," Mili said as she gently massaged my hips, pressing in even deeper.

"Okay—"

But I was easily cut off by more of my moans as my legs tightened, and Mili stretched me out even further.

I drew in a breathless whimper, suddenly feeling the front of Mili's thighs against the back of mine.

Which meant she was all the way in.

Mili ran her hand up my spine and back down, "You're taking it so good my love," she said, settling her hands at my waist.

And automatically, my eyes rolled closed as soon as she slid out of me slowly—drawing all the way back before she thrusted back into me in a quick deep motion.

A louder moan unconsciously fell from my lips as my body arched even deeper into the bed.

"Oh my god," I breathed out, feeling tingles shoot through my body at just one thrust.

Mili gripped my hips even tighter, "You're doing so good baby," she murmured, sliding back out of me again.

It was slow and soft—

Until she thrusted back into me again at a quick and deep pace.

I tensed up completely, "Mil—Milan," I moaned out as I desperately tried to hold onto all my sanity.

But with her slow and then quick strokes—I genuinely thought I was about to fall into my orgasm right now.

"How many martinis did you have tonight?" Mili questioned carefully.

I furrowed my brows, "Why does that—"

I was cut short by my own gasp when Mili's hand managed to come into contact with my ass yet again.

"How many Atiana?" Mili repeated herself.

I gripped the covers even tighter, "Four—I had four," I forced out in a deep whimper, suddenly feeling my core ache for release.

Mili hummed, "That's how many back shots you're getting—" she slowly slid back out of me yet again, "—and you're going to count," she determined.

I let out a frustrated whimper, "But I'm right there—"

"Doesn't matter. I told you not to drink and you didn't listen—now look at you," she cut me short, and it was clear that the situation bothered her more than I had previously assumed.

She didn't seem that upset earlier—but then again, Mya was still here.

"Atiana," Mili's lowered voice warned me.

I hummed breathlessly, "Okay," I forced out.

And almost immediately a scream vibrated in my chest—feeling her thrust back into me at the same quick and deep pace, except this time she had tilted her position so she rubbed my g-spot perfectly.

"One," I forced out in a breathless whimper.

Mili hummed, sliding out of me slowly as she held me in place by my hips.

My eyes rolled closed yet again as she slid back into me at the quickest pace yet—easily earning another scream from me, but this one was accompanied by whimpers.

"Two," I forced out, feeling myself tighten completely around the strap.

Mili suddenly slapped my ass, "Don't," she said, clearly noticing I was right at the edge, "Not until I tell you to."

I gripped the covers even tighter, arching away from the strap, which easily forced Mili to grip me back into her.

"Don't run now," she said, holding me in place as she slowly slid back out of me.

A string of whimpers fell from my lips, anticipating her next quick thrust.

"Milan," I whined out, feeling her fingers now circling my wet clit, "I-I... can't," I forced out through tight teeth, knowing that I was painfully close.

Mili only hummed as she flicked my sensitive clit, "Take it for me, my pretty girl—" she flicked my clit again, "—I know you can baby," she encouraged me.

Which seemed to only turn me on more.

I let out a frustrated whimper, gripping the sheets as she suddenly thrusted back into me at the same quick pace, which was angled against my sensitive g-spot—and soon I was counting a third stroke before the last one inevitably approached.

"Four," I forced out, feeling my eyes burn as my entire body tensed with pain—trying my best to hold off my orgasm.

"See I knew you could do it baby," Mili said, easily earning a weak whimper of acknowledgment from me.

Just like that, Mili was sliding back out of me, but this time instead of sliding back in, she was out of me completely.

I felt my tense body automatically sink into the bed without Mili's support no longer holding me up.

And before I could accuse her of edging me, she was gently flipping me over onto my back.

"Come here," she murmured, her tone softened as she guided me over to her.

And as soon as I noticed she was now seated on the bed, I raised a skeptical brow.

"What are you up to?" I forced out in a whisper as I crawled over closer to her on my weak arms and legs.

Mili hummed, "Not edging you, that's what," she said, guiding me to straddle her lap.

I instinctively gripped her shoulders, noticing the strap below me.

I sucked in a sharp breath as I forced myself to hover above it, which seemed to be hard with my trembling legs.

"Come on, Ati—I know you can take it," she soothed me, gripping under my ass as she said, "I'll help you."

I looked up to meet her dark eyes that were already on me, "Okay..." I trailed off in a whisper, knowing that I trusted her completely.

And as I slowly sunk down on the strap already covered in my sheer wetness, Mili's dark eyes held mine, helping me slow my pace, so I didn't sink down all at once.

I bit down on the inside of my cheek as I grew lower and lower—until it was fully inside of me.

Mili pressed a gentle kiss to my lips, "I got you," she murmured, easily earning a nod from me.

Just like that, she was lifting me back up in the air by her grip on my ass—before letting me slowly sink back down on the strap, which easily earned a string of moans from me.

"There you go baby," Mili murmured, holding my stare as I dug my nails into her shoulder.

"Milan," I moaned out as she lifted me back up again, easily causing friction against my g-spot yet again.

Mili slowly lowered me back down, "Yes baby?" she questioned softly, holding my stare carefully.

I let out a weak hum, "I'm really close," I forced out, hoping she would finally let me reach my peak.

Mili pressed a soft kiss to my lips, holding my eyes as she said, "Go on and let it out pretty girl."

I nodded a few times, feeling my brows knit together as she lifted me back up again, sliding the strap so perfectly against my sensitive g-spot.

And when I slowly sunk back down again, I noticed how my trembling legs began to shake uncontrollably—along with how warm my tingly body was growing.

Mili suddenly nuzzled into my neck, "I'm here," she murmured against my skin.

I let out a string of weak breathless whimpers, sliding my hands down from her shoulders to pull her into my body.

And as I held her in a full hug, she began quickening our pace, lifting me up and down at a quick and steady pace.

I unconsciously dug my teeth into the skin of her shoulder, biting down as everything inside of me tightened.

It was like millions of tiny warm tingles prickled every inch of my tensed body.

Mili suddenly switched our pace into a slower grind, easily helping me ride out my orgasm as my screams and moans vibrated in my chest and against her shoulder that I was biting.

I let out soft hushed whimpers as Mili pressed gentle kisses to my neck that she was nuzzled into, clearly trying to soothe me as I came down from my intense high.

"So good—you did so good baby," Mili murmured as I held her tighter to me, feeling my entire buzz with warmth.

I let out a soft exhausted breath, "I'm never drinking another espresso martini again," I forced out, lightening my tone as Mili gently guided me up and off the strap.

A beautiful laugh fell from my girlfriend's lips, "Oh I've ruined it for you now," she determined as she laid me on my back.

I laughed, even if my entire body was tight with a stiff pain, "You've definitely ruined it—" I motioned over to the nightstand as Mili stood from the bed with the strap, "—Pass me the ibuprofen please."

Mili raised a brow as she looked down at me, "Thought you didn't need any?" she reiterated my words from earlier as she took the strap off.

I rolled my eyes, "Yeah, until you decided to break my body," I countered, knowing I was definitely going to feel it in the morning.

Mili only smirked, "If you want it—" she suddenly held the tip of the strap covered in my wetness to my lips, "—Then prove it."

Upon knowing what she expected from me, I gave her a narrowed look—which easily caused her to reciprocate it.

She definitely wasn't bluffing.

I suddenly parted my lips, allowing her to slide the strap into my warm mouth and give me a taste of myself.

Mili hummed contently as she slid the strap in and out of my salivating mouth, "You're such a good girl for me, Ati," she murmured.

A hum vibrated in my throat as she slid it out of my mouth before leaning down to press her lips to mine.

Mili groaned against my lips as I purposefully spit into her mouth—which easily caused the kiss to grow deeper and wet both of our lips.

"One more," Mili suddenly murmured against my lips, "One more round," she added.

I didn't hesitate to nod, even if I couldn't begin to feel my legs, "One more baby," I whispered against her lips.

I swear she was so addicting...

She might actually be dangerous.

Mili suddenly positioned her leg over mine, easily aligning our warm cores.

A gasp fell from my lips into her warm mouth as she slowly began to grind against me.

She was so wet and warm—this has to be the best feeling I've ever felt before.

I couldn't stop myself from meeting her pace, easily grinding up into her as our wetness began to mix even more.

Mili carefully held my stare as my arms wrapped around her neck, easily pulling her closer to me.

"Promise me that this is it," Mili suddenly whispered, holding my stare and allowing our pace to grow slower and softer as she said—

"That this is forever."

I looked between her perfect brown eyes, easily noticing how vulnerable the air was growing between us.

I slid my hands from the back of her neck to her cheeks, easily cupping her face in my hands as I said—

"Of course baby. It's only ever going to be you."

Mili's lips drifted up into a beautiful soft smile, "I love you so much, Atiana," she whispered.

I felt my chest clench in warmness suddenly feeling overwhelmed by so many different feelings at once, "I love you too, Milan," I breathed out between breaths as we continued our pace, "You will always have my heart," I whispered, feeling my eyes burn with tears.

And I wasn't sad or happy.

It was more like a feeling of vulnerability.

Especially with the way we were slowly moving against each other and the words we had previously exchanged.

Her body was so warm against mine and I swear I had never felt so hot—like I could practically explode from the glowing warmth running through my body.

And it wasn't just sexual in the slightest.

It was the way Mili was looking at me right now...

Like I was some kind of rare thing that she had been searching for her entire life.

It seemed to make my tears grow as she leaned down to gently kiss my lips.

"Forever," she murmured softly.

I nodded a few times, "Forever," I whispered against her lips as our pace grew slower and slower.

Like each stroke held its own little meaning.

And as I pulled her into my body for a hug, both of our bodies tensed against one another, easily pushing us both into our own soft orgasms.

My body was warm against hers as I arched up into her even more, holding onto her for dear life as we both rode our gentle orgasms out.

There wasn't any moans or whimpers—instead, it was our own soft pants and gentle breaths intermixing into the air as we came down from yet another high.

And even though we had already managed to express our love—this managed to top it all completely.

Suddenly, I could say I knew what making love felt like.