Author's Note:
Alex's POV starts on Saturday morning and goes until Sunday night. Her second POV picks up Monday morning and goes to Wednesday afternoon.
Sam's POV from the last chapter ends on the same Wednesday afternoon as Alex's and picks up there again in this chapter. Her second POV will take place the next day on Thursday.
Dane's POV takes place solely on the same Wednesday evening, where it ended in the previous chapter.
I hope this clears up any confusion and straightens out the timelines.
My Sister Made Me
Chapter 19
Alex
Saturday morning...
The covers had been pulled haphazardly over her and she felt the cool air of the room on the skin of one leg. She began to realize that it was hanging off the bed and slowly pulled it back up underneath the sheet. As she did, she felt coarse fabric rubbing against her skin and knew that she wasn't in a bed.
She quickly recalled that she was at Bryce's apartment and briefly opened her eyes, the rays from the morning sun peeking through the edges of the curtain covering a window. She was on the couch in the living room of his apartment. The sun was too bright, even the small amount that was peeking in. Wincing, she shut her eyes once more. As she lay there slowly waking up, the events of the previous evening began to come back to her, though she was struggling to recall everything.
She remembered the fun she'd had with Bryce and the guys altogether, then again with just Bryce in the bedroom afterward, but after that, she only had flashes of images. She'd gotten up, though the reason why briefly escaped her.
"The phone,"
she thought.
That had been the reason. Toni had been texting like a crazy person and had woken her up! She'd gotten up to see what the hell was wrong and remembered talking to her in the bathroom. But after...
She'd been thirsty... and ended up in the kitchen. She began to fill in more of the blanks.
She'd met one of the guys in the kitchen, then... what else had happened? She knew that they hadn't stayed in the kitchen. She'd definitely had sex with Vince and Travis in the living room, but what happened after that was... odd to say the least.
She'd been surrounded by people wearing masks, though what that had been about, she didn't know. She figured that she'd probably just fallen asleep again after fucking Travis and Vince, and the masks had been her imagination working overtime after a full night of sex with multiple people. It wasn't all that surprising considering the day she'd had.
She sat up a bit and looked around. Vince was sacked out on the floor near the TV, but she didn't see Travis.
"Morning," Bryce said, coming out of the kitchen holding a glass of water.
"Morning," she said quietly, looking up at him curiously as he sat down beside her and offered her the drink. She took it and swallowed some down, then let him take it again.
"I uh... woke up and found my girlfriend had disappeared," he said, smirking at her. "You find some trouble last night?"
"Yeah," she confirmed, blushing a bit. "I woke up in the middle of the night and saw that I had about twenty messages from Toni. I called her to see what the hell the problem was and apparently, she was just worried about me."
He chuckled at the information.
"After that," she continued, "I went to the kitchen for a drink and found a stray cock just hanging around, so I knew that my boyfriend wouldn't mind me taking care of it." She leaned into him a bit and gave him an overly innocent look, even adding a pout to it.
"That's what my baby does," he said, grinning at her and kissing her on the nose.
"Vince and I played a little too loudly though, so I ended up having to take care of Travis too," she went on. "I managed to convince them to let me fuck them both, I'm sorry to say."
She continued looking at him with her best innocent expression, but then smirked the slightest bit just before continuing. "I think I might need to apologize for falling asleep on them mid-fuck, though."
As she finished, she couldn't help but laugh at the thought of falling asleep during sex, but then quickly glanced back at Bryce to gauge his reaction. He was smirking at her in his normal, customary way.
"To be honest, I don't even know if there's a load of strange cum in my pussy or not this morning," she said, raising an eyebrow in challenge when she saw that he was fine with her middle of the night adventures.
"I sense that you're trying to get me to fuck you again, aren't you," Bryce asked, squinting at her suspiciously.
"I'm just saying that someone else was in my pussy last," she said, and stretched out on the couch while she not-so-subtly kicked the blanket off and exposed herself. "But... I understand if you don't care baby. I'm sure I can find someone else to take care of my needs."
Bryce was already moving, and she was delighted to see him drop his boxers completely after standing. He grabbed the back of her head roughly and yanked her forward, half off the couch. Jamming the bulbous head of his cock into her mouth, he pulled forcefully as she opened her mouth wide and giggled.
"Teasin' little bitch," he grunted, pushing hard into her mouth.
She reached down and took a good grip on his balls, squeezing as hard as she dared and staring up at him as she sucked on the shaft. His cock throbbed hard in her mouth, and she felt it growing thicker and harder.
He didn't just fill her mouth with cum though, instead sliding his shaft free and leaning down as his hands came around to turn her face up to him. His lips found hers, his tongue sliding into her mouth as she sighed in pleasure.
He moved over the top of her still kissing her passionately. She lay back on the couch, spreading her legs as he gently pushed the head of his cock slowly inside. Her body happily accepted him again, and she groaned in pleasure as the full measure of his dick furrowed inside, burying itself nice and deep. He held there for a few seconds, still kissing her intensely, but then looked down at her and smiled. Still not moving, he lifted one hand from where it was propping his torso up and brushed her hair aside.
She smiled at him and raised an eyebrow curiously. "You gonna fuck me or just keep staring at me with those "I love you" eyes?" she asked him teasingly. "I can always go find someone else."
"Can't a motherfucker just savor how good this feels?" he asked mockingly.
She shook her head but couldn't maintain the façade and laughed genuinely.
"Oh shit," he said, grinning down at her. "I didn't know pussy did that when girls laugh," he said.
That only made her laugh again, to which he groaned in pleasure. She could indeed feel her vaginal muscles contracting in time with her laughter, though she'd never noticed it before.
After she finally stopped laughing, she looked up at him mirthfully. "You've never had a girl laugh in bed I take it?"
"No woman has ever laughed with me during sex," he said, chuckling at her.
"Oh... I see," she said, shaking her head in amusement.
She reached up after a few seconds and pulled him down for another kiss. "You can have me however you want, baby," she said quietly.
He smiled, kissing her once again before fixing his steely gaze on her again. "Are you sure you're not too sore?" he asked. "I don't want to cause you any pain."
His tone was soft, genuine, even caring. She felt her heart melt a little at his concern and had to focus to control her emotions before she was able to respond.
"I'm touched that you're worried about that, but I'm okay," she said quietly.
She actually was a little sore to be truthful, but it wasn't anything out of the ordinary.
