Going Away Party
“Where the hell have you been, Hunter?” Hero slurs, draping his arm over my shoulder while he takes sips of liquor from the open bottle.
“Busy. What’s all of this?” I gesture to my trashed house that’s cramped with drunken boisterous people. Lark and Naya are sucking face in a lawn chair by the pool. Charlie has a young girl twerking in his lap while he puffs on a cigar, playing cards at a table nearby like he’s some old school gangster. Ivy and Blue are basically fucking each other as they dance under the paper lanterns that glows and flickers like flyer flies as they hang from the tree branches.
“My going away party, brother. Haven’t you heard? I’m leaving. For Paris. Tomorrow. You should give your baby brother a kiss before he leaves.” Hero sloppily plants a wet kiss on my cheek and laughs. “I’m going to miss you, big brother. And I know you’re going to miss me. Who will you bitch at and take care of now? But this little birdie has to take flight.” Hero sways and sings alone with the rock tune as I stand here dumfounded.
He’s leaving. I won’t be able to look after him if he’s all the way in Paris. Hero’s not ready to be on his own yet. I suddenly don’t want him to leave. He’s in such a delicate spot in his life right now. People can take advantage of him. People will take advantage of him. He’s young and impressionable. Blue is throwing him to the wolves in the modeling world. Hero doesn’t have any experience in the fashion industry. I’m starting to think Blue’s invitation is much more sinister and detrimental than it seems.
“When’s your flight?” I ask.
“Ten A.M. first flight out.” He lifts the bottle, giving it a shake. “A few more rounds and then I’m off for a nap.” Hero playfully strokes his blond waves. “I’m a beauty queen now, so I have to get my beauty rest.” Then he places each hand on the sides of his mouth and yells, “You hear that, bitches? I’m gonna get paid to look pretty, so fuck you all!”
Naya looks up and frowns at him. Hero doesn’t do too good around her or Lark…or Taylor and Rex. Naya straightens her lacy black dress and her and Lark come over to join us. Hero’s jaw tightens when they approach.
“Congrats, man. Pairs, that’s the hotspot for fashion,” Lark says. His hair is long and shaggy and every inch of his flesh on his body is covered in intricate ink that tells hardcore stories of rock, sex, and drugs. But to me, he will always be that scrawny kid with too many piercings.
“I can’t wait to see you on the catwalk,” Naya says sheepishly. But when she tries to hug him Hero aggressively grabs her face and sucks at her mouth. Naya freezes and Lark clenches his fists. Lark has learned not to attack Hero when provoked. That is a skill I have yet to achieve.
I yank Hero away, smacking him upside that thick skull of his. “What the fuck are you doing?”
Hero groans and desperately grabs for Naya again. Naya flinches, fearfully grabbing on Lark’s arm. “Fucking bitch,” Hero hisses, stumbling away and rubbing at his head.
“I’m sorry, Naya. Hero’s—”
“I know,” she whispers, staring at Hero, who is shoving his way through the crowd and inside the house. He pushes a girl, who doesn’t look like much of a swimmer, into the pool where she splashes helplessly around until some guys feel guilty enough to help pull her out. “I have to go and talk to him before we leave again.” Naya untangles herself from Lark, but he is right on her heels. She abruptly stops and then adds, “Alone.”
Lark sighs, scrubbing his hand down his face. “Babe, you’re killin’ me. I don’t trust him alone with you.”
She reaches up and touches his face. “Then trust me.”
“I do, baby. I do.”
“I’ll be back then.”
Lark sighs, massaging the back of his neck as he stares at Naya following behind Hero.
“She knows what she’s doing. Naya’s a good girl.” And without another word, I grab a seat in one of the folded chairs in the back yard and watch the show Ivy and Blue so kindly put on without thinking about Isabel or my impending doom.
***
Hero
A soft knock taps on my closed door. “Get the fuck away from my door!”
“It’s me, Hero. Let me in.” God, the sound of her soft voice makes my stomach quiver. I hate that I want her when she wants nothing to do with me. I hate that Naya’s my sister but we aren’t blood related in any way whatsoever.
“Leave me the hell alone, bitch!”
“Please,” she murmurs, the pleading in her voice is all too familiar, mimicking my own.
Taking a deep breath, I reach out and grab the knob and press my forehead against the door.
“Close your eyes and picture my face when you’re scared…”
“I’ll always be with you even when I’m not. A thousand seas will never keep us apart…”
“I’ll carry you when you’re weak…”
“I’ll support you when you’re strong…”
“You’re the only one who can ever…”
“Keep my heart beating and never feeling wrong,” I whisper, finishing what I used to tell her when she had nightmares of our past hellish reality. Before I even realize it, I unlock the door and embrace her. I’ve missed her so fucking much.
When she is pressed against me, wetness hits my eyes. I’m crying like a fucking newborn baby with only the need for solace. I lock my door back and take her mouth, my hands gliding up the flimsy material of her dress, seeking the warm curves of her body. She doesn’t struggle when we land on my bed with me on top of her.
Her fingers caress my face as she stares up at me with glossy eyes. “I love you.”
Undoing a button, I kick off my jeans and franticly shove off my boxers, dragging her pink lace panties off her toned legs with a crushing impatience that threatens to ignite in my chest and destroy me. I’ve never felt this overwhelming and urgent before. Her arousal glistens across her folds that I’ve dreamed about for so long now. I grasp her thighs and pull her down to me. My mouth latches on to her, my tongue parting her labia.
“Hero,” she moans, pushing her hot little pussy in my mouth.
“You like my mouth on you, Naya? Say yes.”
“Yes, Hero. I like it.”
I part her folds with my fingers and spread her wide to kiss her clit, then I pull back to look up at her. “Tell me you love this.”
Her thick lashes flutter, her eyes open and she looks at me with a darkened gaze and swallows. Holy shit! Her eyes are so fucking mysterious and sexy. My dick throbs and I feel pre cum oozing out. “I love your mouth, but nothing compares to you. I love you, Hero. Yes. I love your mouth. I love everything about you.”
My heart all but jumps out of my chest. I lower my head to suck her clit into my mouth until she comes. I dip my tongue inside her tight hole and collect the sweetness there, thrusting my tongue as deep as it can go. My balls tighten and I almost come. She groans and whispers my name.
That’s it.
I have to get inside her.
Right now.
Firmly gripping the base of my dick in one hand, I run the tip of it up and down her slit, causing her moan and squirm. I hold her hip down with my free hand and circle her swollen clit with the head of my cock and her hips buck off the bed. I continue to swirl the head of my cock around her clit until she comes. I aim at the entrance of her wet hole, drawing in a shaky breath, and I fucking thrust into her sweet heat with all my might, giving her all my weight until my shaft reaches the bottom of her pussy. God, it feels unbelievably good. I can no longer hold the joy the festers inside me when I howl out in pleasure as I effortlessly slide in and out of her silky heat, spreading her legs wider so I can go deeper.
God damn it she feels amazing. It’s like poking my dick into a warm honey hole.
So sweet.
So warm.
So welcoming.
My arms tremble as I brace them on either side of her. After a few deep strokes it is so fucking difficult for me not to submit to the unrelenting urge and let myself go and come all inside her.
I take in lungs full of sustaining air and stare down at her, concentrating on her pleasure. Her swollen mouth is prated and her eyes are closed tight. The air is heavily scented with our lust, which makes my head heady. “Are you good, Naya?”
Her internal muscles clench around me and I hiss. “I’m good.”
I almost pull all the way out before slamming back into her. Her breath hitches and her eyes fly open. Holding her gaze, I fuck her as hard and as deep as I can until she’s creaming all around me. I feel my dick bending inside of her. Her pussy holds me snug, giving my cock a tight embrace. Never have I seen a more beautiful creature in my life. Not one moment even comes close to this reprieve.
Her husky sounds of pleasure send me over the edge and she comes on me. In this implausible moment, a sea of luminous stars bursts behind my closed lids. I grit my teeth, pulling out and marking her with hot white ribbons on her abdomen. With my chest heaving and shaky hands, I rub my sticky seed into her skin like a body lotion. She’s going to wear me like a badge of honor. I want to be inside her fucking pores. When she leaves and goes back to Lark, she’ll still be mine. She’ll forever be mine. I know it, and so does Naya.
The only thought that passes through my head as I stare at my glistening artwork smeared across her stomach is that this is not how an older brother looks after his younger sister.