The Sister, Part 24
Part 24
Natalie didn’t wait for me to let her in.
It’s not like I had locked the window after she used it as her exit earlier, so she made short work of opening it back up. If anything, her little knock was more of a teasing greeting than anything else. “Hey,” she said, sounding both casual and flirty at the same time. Swinging her legs through, briefly drawing attention to her smooth thighs that were completely on display while she was still in a bikini, it didn’t seem to take her much effort to shift and twist her upper half until she was standing in my bedroom again. “Miss me?”
“Natalie, you need to go.” Yes, it was tempting. We were both barely dressed, as I was still wearing nothing but my swim trunks. No matter how much I told myself that I needed to fend off the girl’s advances, that didn’t change the fact that we had already done a lot and each encounter had left me wanting more. Not to the point that I planned on pursuing her, but definitely enough that I noticed.
She didn’t seem to agree with my reply. Strutting right up to me and placing a hand on my bare shoulder, Natalie gazed up at me with a bit of a pout. “You didn’t answer my question. Did you miss me, babe?”
It wasn’t exactly a fair question. I obviously couldn't say ‘yes,’ as that would fuel her insistence that we should mess around behind Jessica’s back. At the same time, I didn’t want to respond with a blunt ‘no’ either. Partly because it wasn’t exactly true, and partly because it was tough to reject such a face, even when I knew it was very much an act. Also, I was supposed to be getting along with my girlfriend’s sister, something that was turning out to be a much different endeavor than I had anticipated.
Trying to split the difference, as I belatedly realized I didn’t have to pick between ‘yes’ and ‘no,’ I said, “It’s only been a few minutes, Natalie.” Fuck, she made it impossible to think clearly when she was in my personal space and giving me those eyes. Trying to be a good boyfriend, which was difficult when Jessica’s sister was constantly throwing herself at me, I delicately took the girl’s hand off of me. “That’s not long enough to miss anyone.”
“Not true!” Rather than trying to keep her hand where it was, she rolled with the punches. Before I knew it, she gracefully maneuvered out of my grip, only to use our proximity to slide her palm into mine. Our fingers were laced together in a matter of seconds, and she gave me a smile after successfully getting us to hold hands. “I missed you. Why do you think I unloaded the boat so fast?”
For once, she actually sounded like a teenager. Dismissing my point in the most immature fashion, then coming across like she was some head over heels girl. Of course, I knew better. Natalie wasn’t nearly as cute or innocent as she seemed. “Natalie-”
“Mmm. I love it when you say my name. And the reason I rushed to deal with the load on the boat . . . is because all I could think about was dealing with your load.” Natalie bit her lip and gave me those eyes that were anything but pouty.
How was her dirty pick-up line so cringe yet so effective? Probably because the combination of the words and the seductive look just made me think about how it felt to be inside her earlier. And it didn’t help that I had just teased Jessica about fooling around, only for Natalie to offer me that very thing.
I was about to echo her name in another attempt to cool things down between us, except now I had to worry about her comment about how she enjoyed that. Meeting her eyes while trying to ignore the twitch or two I could feel below my waist despite how the surprise and risk of Natalie’s latest appearance had kept me from getting too aroused so far, I said as calmly as possible, “This is wrong.” Hesitating again, as the phrase ‘we shouldn’t’ was on the tip of my tongue until I remembered how ineffective it had been in previous instances, I quickly shifted to the first alternative that crossed my mind before Natalie could chime in. “I’m dating Jessica.”
“Mm hmm. But Jess isn’t here right now, is she?” Natalie said, “Tell you what, babe . . . If you really want me to leave, then kiss me. Do that, and I promise I’ll go.”
Doubt. Initiating a kiss would be yet another damning action of mine on top of everything else, and I was skeptical about what ‘I promise’ meant to an eighteen year old girl. Then again, it was objectively not as bad as a lot of other things we could be doing. “Just a kiss?” I asked. In the back of my mind, I knew it was a bad idea. If I wasn’t careful, I could easily lose a mile for what I was tentatively about to give her. But if I could get her to leave with a simple peck, that would avoid a lot more trouble that would potentially happen if she stayed.
Natalie nodded. “Just a kiss. Like this.” She squeezed my hand and then leaned in, lifting herself up on her toes and nudging her nose against mine. We remained suspended in the almost-kissing position for a few seconds, long enough for her to softly exhale against my lips. My eyes were already closed at this point, as it was the natural instinct when it came to the kind of intimate build-up Natalie had set up for us. Then she parted her lips and gently locked them with mine.
Since I had literally just kissed Jessica, it was even more difficult than before to avoid comparing the two sisters. Then, it had just been an intrusive thought. Now, I was actively thinking about how Natalie was better, at least in terms of how she didn’t mind sharing more than a PG peck when others were at the lake house. Jessica had unintentionally and unknowingly set me up for failure with Natalie, as it was easy to chase the younger girl’s lips when I had been left wanting more a few minutes ago with my girlfriend.
Natalie ended up sharing two or three kisses, all of which were soft and lingering as one led to another to another. Though I was supposed to be the hesitant one between us, she was the one who ended up slightly pulling back and breaking things off.
“Like that,” she murmured, “Now it’s your turn. Kiss me?”