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The house was quiet for the rest of the day. I didn’t even get yelled at to make dinner, leaving me to wallow away in my bed, reliving the afternoon escapades. Lying there as the Saturday moon rose to the sky, I still couldn’t believe what I did. I fucked Izzy. My oldest sister just let me do whatever I wanted to her and she enjoyed it, hell she came twice.

The only problem was that she played me like a used video game. That’s why I felt so shitty. I fell for her little ploy, hook line and sinker and that made me all the more mad. So here I was, Sunday around noon, still lying in bed with barely an hour or two of sleep under my belt, and still confused as fuck as to what I was going to do next.

The door to my room slowly swung open and I lifted my head up just enough to see Izzy leaning against the doorway.

“No,” I rested my head back down on my pillow and went on, “I’m not going to do that again no matter what you say. It was a one time thing that never should’ve happened in the first place.”

“Why not?” Her tone caught me off guard. It wasn’t sad, mad, or even curious. It was calming, almost like she knew something that I didn’t. Turns out, she did know something that I didn’t. “Is it because Ashley used you for sex?”

I shot up from my bed immediately, “How did you kno-”

“Because,” she interrupted, pointing straight up, “My room is directly above yours Max. I’ve known since the first night you two started fucking, and a little tip for the future, Ashley needs to tone down her shouting if she wants to have a secret sex session with you.” Her sigh was riddled with sadness for some reason, “I thought about stopping you guys but over the last two weeks Ashley was probably the happiest person on earth, and I realized that it was probably because of you. Of course a part of me was disgusted by the thought of you two fucking and another part wanted me to whoop your ass for having sex with her when she had a boyfriend, but the dinner Thursday night made me realize something. You didn’t know she had a boyfriend did you Max?”

All I could was shake my head as she walked over to the bed and climbed into it, wrapping her arm around me and pulling me closer, inviting me to use her body as a pillow and I wasn’t in any position to resist.

“Well once I figured that out I can honestly say that that was one of the few times that I ever wanted to hit Ashley. I even lied about taking a shower because I knew that she’d go straight for your room once I said that,” she was rubbing my head as I closed my eyes. I didn’t get much sleep last night, but right now words couldn’t explain how comfy I was feeling resting up against Izzy’s body. “I was sitting in my room waiting for her to moan your name so I could rush down and burst into the room to give you both a piece of my mind, but imagine my surprise when I heard you tell her off. What did you say to her again? You’re an abusive piece of shit that’s been using me for the last two weeks?”

I nodded again and she laughed.

“I think that’s the first time you actually shouted at one of us, and damn did you go off like a firework. When it was over I even went to check on her and she was bawling like baby, curled up in the corner and giving me some bullshit excuse that her cramps were bad,” she rolled her eyes and looked at me, “We’re all on the pill by the way so our periods are never that bad, trust me.”

My eyes widened for a moment. That didn’t even cross my mind over the last three weeks and know that I thought about it, it probably never would've either. But now that I know that I wasn't going to be a father I sighed in relief before realizing something else.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa,” I lifted my head up from her boob and stared at her funnily, “Why were you cheering for me in all of this?”

“Because when I was a freshman in high school I went through the same thing that you did, only mine was worse.”

“Worse?”

“Much worse.”

“How?”

“I met a boy named Caleb. He was a senior, nice guy, had a piece of shit car but at the time I thought it was awesome to even own a car. Real smooth too, always knew what to say and when to say it, one of those kinds of guys’ y’know? I fell for him hard and within a week of us dating, he took my virginity and proceeded to fuck me almost everyday for the next eight months,” she tried to laugh but I could tell that it was an act to lighten the mood. “Guess all that sex and fake love blinded me because I didn’t see how obvious it was that he was using me. Turns out he had a girlfriend for the last two years and he just wanted to try out a different pussy, but the day I found out I beat his ass so bad that he had to go the hospital.”

“So is that when you started treating every guy like crap?”

She nodded softly, “Max…I know that I’ve made your life hell for as long as you can remember, and I’m sorry that it took something like this to happen for me to finally level with you. I don’t expect you to forgive, or even speak to me after this, but I finally felt like you deserved an explanation. There’s probably nothing that I can say or do to get you to forgive me either but-”

I put my hand over her mouth and she shut up instantly as I closed my eyes and rested back down on her boobs.

“Max?”

“I didn’t get a lot of sleep last night,” I explained lazily, “I just need a nap. You mind staying here until I wake up?”

“I think I can do that,” she rubbed my back softly, her warm hand soothing me closer to sleep every second.

Can I really forgive her? Should I even forgive her? She said sorry after all, but one sorry isn’t going to change everything she’s done to me. Then again…after two weeks of being used I was so mad that I nearly hit Ashley, I can only imagine what it would be like if it lasted eight months. Guess Izzy’s response to being used isn’t too different from my own. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not saying that I forgive her or agree with her method for that matter, but at least I have a better understanding about why she did it. Still, I can’t forgive her, but that doesn’t mean I’m not willing to move on. After all if I resented her forever then that’d make me no better then her, and as long as she’s willing to change I guess maybe I could cut her some slack.

With my mind only partially made up, Izzy’s warm hand rubbing my back, and my head resting softly against her boobs, I was finally able to get some well needed rest.

When I woke up, I was admittedly surprised to see Izzy passed out as well. I thought about getting up but I knew she deserved to hear my thoughts, plus she was nice enough to let me use her body as a pillow so that was partially influencing my actions.

“Izzy,” I whispered, shaking her shoulders softly. She stirred for a bit before opening her eyes and letting out a loud yawn, looking hazily into my eyes. “Had a nice nap?”

“I could ask you the same thing,” she smiled as we both sat up. I scooted up and leaned against the headboard with her while we sat in silence for awhile.

“Look,” I began, trying to think of the right thing to say. “What happened to you was pretty messed up I'll admit, but that doesn't mean that you had to take it out on me.”

“I understand,” she dishearteningly mumbled, “Guess it's kind of hard to ask for forgiveness after all these years huh?”

“I never said I wouldn’t forgive you Izzy, I'm just saying that what happened to you doesn't excuse your actions. If you really want me to forgive you, then there’s going to be some changes.”

“Like what?”

“Well the biggest issue is that I’m tired of you treating me like an in-house servant that lives down stairs. I want you to talk to me like family, which means no pointless yelling and definitely no more hitting. I’ve been beaten more times then a professional boxers punching bag for fucks sake I think I deserve a permanent vacation. And none of this two-faced crap either, I want to be treated nice all the time unless you have a good reason to do otherwise, and Riley and Ashley are not good reasons either.”

“I understand Max, don't worry I didn’t plan on doing that.”

“Good,” I sighed.

“Anything else?”

“Um,” scratching my head, I tried to think if there was anything else.

“Anything at all?” she asked again, hinting at something that I obviously missed.

I wasn’t in a mood to guess so I just looked her straight in the eye, “Just tell me.”

“Well,” she bit her bottom lip and looked away, “What about the sex?”

If I said I was predicting that, I’d be a liar. That one was straight out of left field and I fumbled around with my words a bit, “Well uh…what do you want?”

“I’m not saying that I want it everyday,” her hand was playing with her hair before she finally looked at me again. “But I wouldn’t mind if we did it every once in awhile.”

My first reaction was to say hell yes and agree, but there was a wicked idea forming in my head right now and I wanted to see where it led, “I don’t know Izzy.”

“Well what if you got to pick whenever we did it?”

“Hmmm,” I was biding my time now, “So we could just do it whenever I wanted?”

“As long as it’s not in front of Riley or Ashley.”

Again, I sat there rubbing my chin, acting like I was thinking to try and see how much I could get out of her. It was a little cruel but I wanted to see what she was willing to give me before accepting it. After a minute, my stalling paid off yet again.

“You could be as rough as you want with me just like the first time,” she shrugged playfully.

“Really?” I feigned shock but it didn’t take an idiot to figure out that Izzy enjoyed the pain, but I still had to keep the part going. “As rough as I want?”

“That’s right, but next time you want fuck my asshole please let me get lube first.”

“I guess I got caught up in the moment my bad,” with a goofy smile she giggled and wrapped her arm around me.

“C’mon, what else do you want from me? Don’t think I don’t know what you’re trying to do either Max,” she smirked, “Stalling to see what you can extort out of your own big sister.”

“How did you know that?”

“Please,” she scoffed, “I pull that move on Ashley and Riley whenever they ask me for a favor. I practically invented the stall, now let’s hear it.”

“I want to get her back,” I mumbled softly.

“Revenge on Ashley huh?” her nod told me that she already knew that was coming, “Do you have something in mind already?”

“Nothing yet, but give me some time and I’ll figure something out.”

“Well I’ll do whatever you need me to.”

“Thanks,” I smiled and so did she.

With a quick stretch she got to her and headed for the door, “C’mon, its movie night.”

“Isn't that one of your girl things?”

“As of two minutes ago it’s now a family thing, plus Riley’s at some party again and Ashley won’t be back till tomorrow. I don’t have anyone to watch them with.”

“So I’m the replacement huh?” I joked rolling out of bed.

“Oh shut up,” she laughed and took a step towards the door.

“Izzy,” she stopped and turned to look at me. “Why did you decide to do all of this now?”

She didn’t answer right away, standing in the doorway for some time compiling her thoughts until she shrugged slightly, “Guess I finally realized that taking my anger out on you rather then Caleb wasn't fair.”

That was about the answer I expected, and with a small shrug, we headed into the living room. The rest of the evening we watched one movie after another. From good comedies to terrible romances and even a k**’s movie, all the while Izzy and I sat huddled up against one another. It felt nice, being embraced like this, and it was definitely a feeling that I could get used to.

Growing up I never had a mother or father to cuddle up against. I never experienced what it was like to feel someone’s touch unless it was Izzy’s fist crashing into my body parts and now that we were resting up against one another in this weird family-loving way, I felt happy. I kinda missed out on this experience, which is why I think I loved it all the more now, and Izzy must’ve realized this after awhile because she started holding me tighter.

It’s amazing how two days ago we were at each other’s throat, and after a rough sex scene and a heart-to-heart chat, everything’s fine. Should I have forgiven her this easily? Probably not, but I already decided that that was what I was going to do, so I didn’t have a choice now.

Eventually we ran out of movies and hugged before parting ways to go to bed. With my head now resting on my pillow, I already began to miss Izzy’s touch, which is crazy considering that today was the first day I even experienced it. Was it c***dish? Hell yes, but I guess it’s kind of like sex, once you experience it for the first time you’re dying to do it more.

Monday unfortunately brought school so I went about my normal routine, preparing my things and slipping on my shoes to leave so I’d avoid my morning dose of Riley’s bullshit.

“Max,” Izzy called out as I walked out the front door.

“Yeah Izzy?” I walked back through the door as she came yawning down the stairs. She wore sweatpants and a tank-top, in all black of course, her hair slightly out of whack but still managing to hide her right eye somehow. My jaw was on the floor as I didn’t bother to hide the fact that my eyes were glued to her sexy morning look.

“C’mon,” she yawned again and grabbed her keys, “I’ll give you a ride to school today.”

“Um,” I couldn’t help but stammer and look around, “Are you serious?”

“Dead serious.”

Well I wasn’t about to look a gift horse in the mouth, so I hopped into the car as she drove me to school. The radio was playing some rock music that I could totally tell was Izzy’s kind of music, and had I been into that kind of music I probably would’ve turned it up but something about screaming into a microphone didn’t appeal to me. She parked about a block away which aroused my suspicion, but I thought I was just paranoid and opened the door to leave.

“Excuse me,” Izzy said causing me to turn around, “These rides aren’t free y’know.”

“What?” I almost dropped my backpack I was so shocked, “You want me to pay you?”

“No,” she waved me back into the car with a finger and I had a good idea what she wanted. I climbed back inside and leaned in for a long, succulent kiss that I enjoyed like hot chocolate on a cold day. I enjoyed it so much that I kept kissing her, and she didn’t argue as we broke out into a make-out session, fighting with our tongues inside each others mouths.

We were almost fighting for control over each other now, her hand cupped my face gently while my arms wrapped around her and pulled her closer. The longer we went on the hotter it was getting, and finally, I couldn’t take it anymore. I slammed the door shut and pulled away.

“Take us home,” I ordered.

She giggled, obviously not taking me seriously, “Max, we’re already here don’t you think it-”

“Drive the fucking car Izzy!” my calm tone was gone now as I made my demand clear to here. Without another word she nodded and put the car in drive, racing back home at dangerous speeds.

We flew out of the car and I grabbed onto her wrist and d**g her into the house, almost kicking down the door as we did a quick glance around.

“Riley are you home?” Izzy shouted.

After ten seconds of silence, we were in the clear. I rushed her into the kitchen and practically slammed her up against the fridge, pressing my body onto hers as we kissed some more. The moment I stopped kissing her we were already stripped naked as I sucked her nipples her slight moaning driving my actions more and more. She started to run her hands through my hair, her soft touch driving me crazier by the minute as I grabbed onto her wrist and dragged her to the dinner table.

I bent her over it, my right hand pressing down onto the back of her head while my left hand smacked her ass once before I went in. This was the first time I ever fucked someone in this position and the control it gave me made the feeling all the more sensational. Her sopping wet pussy made my thrusts all the easier as I rammed her as hard as I could, my balls slapping up against her clit each time. Her moans were muffled and she was panting like her life depended on it, probably because my hand was still pressed firmly down on her head. After realizing that I let go of her and put on a wide smile as she immediately screamed.

“Fuuuuuuck!”

Finally in control of her head, she looked back at me with a small smirk across her face, and I knew that I needed to wipe that off of her face. I reached forward and grabbed her hair, lightly tugging on it like reins to a horse and the response was amazing.

“Fuck yes Max! Treat me like a fucking a****l!” She asked for it so I started pulling a little harder all the while trying to ram my dick as far down her pussy as possible, “M-Max, I need to cum! Please let me cum.”

“You haven't earned it yet,” I smiled as she playfully scowled, “Better think quick.”

“Please! I'll give you anything just let me cum!” A quick yank of her hair almost sent of her over the edge as I felt her entire body shake. “P-please!”

I nodded, already thinking of what I was going to do with her offer when her pussy tightened and almost made me cum as well. With a loud gasp of breath and her body seemingly losing all feeling, I knew that her orgasm was over and since I was close to cumming as well, I pulled out and grabbed onto her arm. I dragged her off the table and onto the ground carefully as she laid there breathing heavily and awaiting to find out why I was doing this. After pulling on my dick a few times, I stood over her and shot my load all over her exposed body, covering her stomach and boobs in my cum until there was nothing left.

I leaned up against the counter and tried to stay on my feet. Maybe it was just a weird fantasy of mine but I always wanted to cum all over someone, and since Izzy was kind enough to offer me that opportunity, I took it. Looking down at her sweat and cum stained body I couldn't help but smile. It may be a weird fantasy but seeing her lie there after a good fucking made me a happy guy, so in my opinion I made the right choice.

It took a little longer then I thought but eventually I helped Izzy up and she cleaned off her body, giggling the entire time as I watched her wipe off the cum and sweat. We walked into the living room once she was done and she let me use her leg as a pillow as I sprawled out on the couch and rolled over to close my eyes and rest. Truth was that I wasn't getting very much sleep for some reason, but whenever I was pressed up against Izzy now I felt like I was resting on a cloud.

She hummed softly while flicking through the channels, and there was a sense of peace and quiet that ran throughout the house that felt great. But there was one major problem that didn’t even cross my mind.

Ashley was supposed to come home today.

Of course by the time I realized it, the front door was jingling as someone was trying to undo the lock. I sat up immediately, wide eyed and scared shitless. Izzy and I were completely naked on the couch in the middle of the day, and I had no reasonable explanation to this other then the truth. When I looked at Izzy however to see if she was reacting accordingly, she brought a finger up to her mouth and gently pressed me back down. I didn’t know what she had planned but since I hadn't come up with anything, I laid back down and shut my eyes, pretending to be asleep as the front door flew open.

“Izzy! I'm home,” Ashley shouted.

“Living room,” Izzy called back. The door slammed shut as Ashley made her way into the living.

“What the fuck!?” she shouted, which in hindsight was probably a very appropriate response.

“Sh! Max is sleeping,” Izzy replied calmly.

“What the hell's going on?” Ashley asked in a hushed tone.

“Well since you were done using and abusing our little brother for sex, I figured that it was time for me to step in.”

There was a long silence before Izzy continued.

“Don't act all surprised Ashley, I sleep in the room above his so I could hear you every night. I especially liked the last night too, it made my day knowing that Max finally gave you what was coming. Your lucky too, because if he didn’t do it then I sure as hell would've.” she laughed, “I guess I should thank you though.”

“Th-thank me? For what?”

“Well if it wasn't for you being a complete bitch, I would've never realized how stupid I was acting. I told him everything and to my surprise, he actually decided to give me a chance to make up for all the things I've done to him. What a nice guy huh?”

“That doesn't explain why you're both naked!”

“Isn't it obvious? We just had sex.”

“You bribed Max with sex!?”

“Please,” Izzy shot back, “I'm not that much of a whore.”

“Then what the hell happened?”

“Well after you left him in a pissy mood, I was able to egg him on until he finally snapped and fucked the shit out of me. You should've seen him Ashley, he treated me like a piece of meat and I loved every second of it. My ass still hurts from what he did to me.”

She sounded almost proud of that fact but I could tell that Ashley was still in shock just by the tone of her voice, “You really had sex with him?”

“Bent me over the kitchen table and yanked on my hair until I cummed. Then he tossed me onto the ground and blew his loud all over my body. It was amazing!”

“Y-you actually did that?”

“Yep,” she giggled again before sighing, “But I’m getting a little distracted from my original message.”

“Huh?”

“Let me make this as clear as I can Ashley,” Izzy's harsh tone appeared out of no where, “Stay the fuck away from Max.”

“Excuse me?”

“You heard me. Max is mine now. You had your chance, and you decided to be a deceitful little cunt and blow it. I don't want you to talk to him, look at him, or even be near him unless you're eating dinner got that? What you did to him was fucked up and even thinking about it makes me angry.”

“He's not some piece of meat Izzy how-”

“You're goddamned right he isn't!” Izzy was fuming now, “He's my little brother and I'm going to protect him like a lion protects her cub. Got that?”

“Since when are you the perfect older sister huh? You were the one who started treating him like shit in the first place.”

“That's right I was but it also means that I should be the first person to make up with him.”

“What kind of logic is that?”

“The same kind of logic that made you use him for sex when you already had a boyfriend! You know how I feel about shit like that and you still had the balls to do it inside our own house no less. So believe me when I say that if if you do anything to Max again, I’m going to kick your ass all the way back to your boyfriends house, got it?”

Again, silence filled the room. It wasn't until I heard Ashley's footsteps as they headed out the door and up the stairs that I finally sat up and looked at Izzy. She was humming cheerfully with her eyes glued to the TV, seemingly unaffected by what just happened.

“How was that?” she asked.

“Huh?” I replied.

“Messed with her head pretty good don't 'cha think?”

“That was all an act?”

“Mostly, yeah.”

I shot her a wicked smile, “Oh you're good.”

“Thanks,” she bent down and kissed me. That kiss led to another, then another, and soon, I had both hands groping her boobs while we made-out. “Getting a little excited huh?”

“Just a bit,” I mumbled in between kisses. Our lips suddenly separated as her mouth moved down my body slowly, tenderly kissing each part while she slowly pushed me so I was laying on my back. Before I knew what was happening, she had her mouth around half of my dick and was making long, thorough strokes up and down.

“Shit that feels good,” the words slipped out of my mouth as I closed my eyes and enjoyed the soft sucking sound coming from Izzy while she continued her rhythm perfectly. Maybe it was because I was greedy, but I wanted more, and I knew just how I was going to get it. I placed my hands over her head and pressed down as my dick nearly disappeared inside her mouth. She gagged shortly after and I lifted up my hands immediately, “S-sorry Izzy. Got a little carried away.”

She popped my dick out of her mouth and winked, “Don't worry about me Max.” With that, she stuck her tongue out and started at the base of my dick, licking her way to the tip like a lollipop and making me quiver in pleasure before sticking it back into her mouth. I was close to cumming now, and with my hand now back on top of her forcing more of my dick into her mouth little by little, I finally couldn't hold it in any longer.

“I'm cumming Izzy,” my voice was all but gone, and I shoved her head as far as I could as the sound of her gagging on my dick was the final straw. I unloaded into her throat, forcing her to take it all whether she wanted to or not, and only when I was finally done did I let go of her head.

She lifted up her head with a small smile, wiping her lips before leaning back down to clean off my dick. Once she was satisfied, she brushed her hair out of her face and grabbed onto my arm, pulling me up and into her arms.

“You liked gagging me didn’t you?”

“It felt amazing,” I admitted nuzzling up with her.

“I'll have to remember that then,” she smiled and kissed my forehead, “Come on, we better get dressed.”

We spent the rest of the day being lazy in the living room, talking about random things that came to mind and just enjoying each others company. It was a little weird at first, having a normal (almost cheerful) conversation with Izzy of all people, but it was the kind of weird that I could get used too.

Time just flew by after that, and soon Izzy asked me if I’d make dinner. Seeing as how she asked instead of ordered, I was more then happy to get up and start cooking. She even helped out a bit, although it was clear that she was fairly clumsy when it came to cooking, which only further illustrated my point that if I left, the girls would burn down the house trying to cook.

Once the table was set Riley came home at that exact moment and I couldn't help but think about how perfect that timing was. With Riley now at the table and Izzy sitting beside me with her food, all that was left was Ashley, but there was no sign of her. Izzy yelled for her to come downstairs now and eventually I heard her footsteps as she marched down the stairs.

She looked like she'd just been hit by a tornado as she drudged into the kitchen to gather her food. Her smooth hair was completely frizzled and out of whack, her usual tight clothes where now baggy and less appealing, and I caught the redness around her eyes signaling that she was probably crying.

“Ashley are you alright?” I asked responsively.

“Fine,” her defeated voice said otherwise.

“Yeah Ashley,” Izzy tilted her head in fake curiosity, “You don't look to hot? Did something happen?”

I wasn't trying to be an ass, it was an honest reaction to how she looked. It wasn't until Izzy said something that I realized why she was so upset. Our little secret and more importantly her little scandal had been brought to light, and now if she did anything to upset me Izzy would kick her ass. I guess I’d be a little upset too if something like that happened to me. Then again I was slightly torn thinking about this, and sis our dinner silently progressed, my eyes kept glancing towards Ashley, and it wasn't in the menacing fashion that I should be looking at her with, it was more...sympathetic.

Why the fuck was I feeling sorry for her?

Who am I k**ding? I knew why. I still wanted her, sexually and romantically, but I couldn't go back now, Izzy would go off like a rocket on me for even considering it. But I just couldn't sit here knowing that Ashley was miserable all because of me.

But doesn't she deserve it after what she did? Fuck! This is so confusing why can't my life ever be simple? I'll even settle for a strange life rather then whatever the hell you'd call my sorry excuse for a life.

With my hands buried in my face now, the clanking of knives and forks hitting the plates filled the air, all the while I sat there and waged a mental war about how I was supposed to handle this situation. In the end, it took a pat on the back from Izzy to snap me out of it.

After feeding her a bullshit lie that I wasn't feeling well, I returned to my room and sat there for what felt like an eternity. The clock told a different story though, and after I checked it I realized that I had only be lying down for three hours. Three hours I’d never get back because I was stuck thinking about this problem.

The house had all but died with every light on the first floor shut off and only the hallway light upstairs provided me with light as I maneuvered into the kitchen and grabbed a snack. When I returned back to my room, I repeated the same process of lying awake in a pathetic excuse for an attempt at sleep.

Things got interesting however when the door opened up to my room. I was half expecting to see Ashley but was surprised when Izzy quickly shut the door and scrambled into bed next to me.

“What are you-”

“Sh,” she ordered, wrapping her arm around me and pulling me into her, “I know you've been having some problems sleeping so I thought I’d sleep with you tonight.”

I didn’t argue, resting my head against her body and returning to that warm, comfy state I was beginning to feel whenever I was pressed against her. She was right because only minutes later was I passed out lying intertwined with her.

When I woke up the next day, Izzy was humming softly, and after lifting my head up lazily she smiled.

“How'd you sleep?”

“Surprisingly well,” I admitted, “and you?”

“I'm started to get used to having someone pressed up against me again,” she laughed softly before rubbing my shoulder. “So are you actually going to go to school today?”

“Hopefully yeah.”

“Lame,” she joked.

“Tell me about it,” I tried to roll around and get out but she didn’t let go.

“These little cat naps resting up against me aren't free y'know?”

I leaned forward and kissed her, making sure to restrain myself this time only to be met with an odd discovery. She scowled at me when I pulled away, not playfully either, more like the bitch version of her that I was used to and I caught it immediately. The right thing to do would be to call her out on it and find out what's wrong, but something told me that I should just keep quiet and go on with the day.

Her scowl was quickly replaced when I got up with a more comforting look and once again I could tell that she was forcing that look just to humor me. At least that's what I thought. Maybe I was imagining things but I blocked these new found discoveries out of my mind and proceeded to get ready for school.

Izzy was waiting with the car and just like yesterday she let me out a block away, hidden from other people's eyes. Again I made the mistake of thinking that she was just giving me a ride, but again I was wrong when she cleared her throat as I opened the door to leave.

“C'mon Max give me something for my troubles at least, I’m driving you to school when I could be sleeping after all.”

To humor her more then anything, I leaned in and kissed her, but this time she grabbed onto the back of my head and forced a long kiss between us that made me gasp for breath when I was free. Her eyes were hungry now, and they were staring right at me too, screaming out that she wanted sex right now but I couldn't miss school for sex again. At least not this week.

So as casually as I could, I waved and shut the door on her hungry eyes. I had to fight to keep myself from looking back at her because I was afraid to find what look I’d be met with now.

With school being the least of my worries, it flew by and soon enough I sat down in Mr. Edwards class after school finally ready to start sketching again.

“I'm surprised you even remembered Max,” Edwards joked taking a seat next to me, “You've been MIA the last two times Gene almost thought about giving up on you.”

“Did not!” Gene shot back.

“Then why are you getting so defensive? Besides model's don't talk so shush,” I chimed in playfully as she rolled her eyes.

“So now you bring out the claws huh?” Edwards clapped his hands, “Shame you do that to the only person willing to help you rather then Izzy.”

“What are you talking about?”

“C'mon Max, I could feel the tension from you two a mile away. You think I was that gullible?”

“Would you be mad if I said yes?”

“Appalled actually.”

“I'm sure you'll get over it,” we shared in a chuckle.

“Would one of you mind explaining what's going on?”

“Max here doesn't see eye to eye with one of his older sisters.”

“I think things are working out now,” I corrected, “But yeah I’m not on the best terms with any of my sisters.”

“I didn’t even know you had family Max.”

“Three older sisters and a mom, dad died before I could get a good look at him. And didn’t I just say that models don't talk?”

“Yeah, yeah, I know.”

The conversation was dropped right there allowing me to finish my eye of sketching before heading back home. When I got home however, I was a little shocked to see Izzy standing only a few feet in front of the door, tapping her food like an ill-tempered customer waiting for their turn in line.

“Where were you?” she hissed in an all-to-familiar tone.

“I stayed after school to sketch Gene,” I answered.

“Didn't I tell you that you're not going to be sketching that whore anymore?”

“She's not a whore Izzy, and I thought you were just using that an excuse.”

“I was dead serious. You're not sketching that girl anymore got it?”

“Izzy what the heck's gotten into you? Why are you so mad all of a sudden?”

“Does it look like I’m mad?” she put her hands on her hips.

Yes...yes it does look like your mad, but then again I wasn't dumb enough to say it. “So you really don't want me sketching Gene because you think she's a whore?”

“That's right.”

“Don't you think that's a little messed up? You haven't met her.”

“I don't need to meet her Max, this discussion is over and I expect you to come straight home from school from now on.”

“This isn't fair.”

“Life isn't fair Max, you should know that by now.”

What. The. Fuck!

Everything was slowly changing back now. The signs were all there but I couldn't figure out why. Why was Izzy slowly becoming a bitch again after only four days? Was there something I was missing? I know the thing with Gene made her mad but there were other signs in the morning that were all started to click together.

I didn’t bother dignifying her sudden mood swing with a response, shaking my head slowly as I retreated to my room and shut the door. Before I could even sit down however, the door flew open and Izzy stood there with an almost annoyed look on her face.

“Look Max,” she sighed and started talking through gritted teeth. “You're in a vulnerable state right now-”

Frankly I knew that after hearing that statement, she was just spouting total bullshit now. I wasn't in a vulnerable state, if anything I was having a conflict of moralities or some bullshit like that but I definitely wasn't vulnerable.

“-and I don't want some older girl to come and take advantage of you alright? Gene may not be a bad girl but I just think that you shouldn't see her until you've recovered from what Ashley did too you. So yes, I’m a little worried and I’m sorry if I angered you when I said that, I just want you to know that I’m worried about you.”

“Thanks Izzy,” I smiled as warmly as I could and she did the same.

“Do you mind making dinner in another hour?”

“Sure, I’ll take care of it.”

“Thanks Max,” she waved her goodbye and shut my door.

That conversation gave me a lot to think about, but instead of worrying, I sat down and did some homework before the time came for me to cook dinner. My mind was a little busy going over what Izzy said but I kept myself busy with housework. Eventually midnight rolled around and I was lying wide awake in my pitch blacked room. I closed the shutters in my room so the light from the moon and streetlight right outside so my only source of vision was now gone. I probably should've opened them but I knew that Izzy was probably going to come back into my room and sleep with me again

My door slowly crept open in an almost horror movie-like fashion and with a quick shut of the door a figure darted into the bed and on top of me.

“What th-” someone's hand was slapped over my mouth as I reached over and turned on my lamp. Ashley's face burst into view as I slapped her hand away, “What are you doing?”

“I came to see you silly,” she smiled while keeping me pinned, “There was something that I needed to tell you.”

“You couldn't have done it during the day when I got home?”

“No cause then Izzy would try to kick my ass,” she rolled her eyes, “Look I’m sorry for using you ok? I guess I kind of liked having two guys that I could have sex with whenever I wanted to. I mean I fucked him, got a nice dinner, and usually a movie and then when I got home I had another good fucking waiting for me and it was just amaz-”

“You realize that your not helping your case any right?” I interrupted.

“Right sorry,” she sighed and dropped her smile. I could tell that she was trying to think of the words to explain what she was thinking, and while she did that my eyes were glued to her half naked body. Her golden body was glowing off the lamp light and I was a little shocked to see her wearing matching black bra and panties. When she started again I finally snapped out of my trance and paid attention, “I'm sorry if I hurt you Max. Guess I really haven't been the best sister in the world huh?”

That was an understatement.

“But I think you'll be happy to know that I broke up with him.”

“You did what!?”

“You heard me. I broke up with Tyler just for you.”

“B-but why?”

“I thought about the first time we had sex and that feeling I had,” she slowly bit down on her bottom lip, “I thought it was the sex but now I know that it was just relying on you to comfort me. Guess that's why it never felt the same after that first night for me.”

I was still trying to wrap my head around the fact that she just broke up with her boyfriend for me. This was definitely getting out of hand now, but a small part of me was kind of happy that she chose me over her boyfriend. Then again it's not like I get a prize for being the guy she'd rather be with...or do I?

“So I take it you want sex then?” I asked cautiously.

Her answer would've knocked me on my ass if I was standing.

“Only if you want it Max.”

Awesome! This is exactly what I needed...more headaches regarding how I felt about Ashley. But it was finally my choice whether or not I wanted her, and I think that alone made my decision all the easier.

I grabbed onto her shoulders and pulled her in closer as we started making out lustfully. Her ass was hanging high up the air for the everyone to see as we continued to kiss until I felt like I was ready for more. Pulling away, I started to take off my shirt and shorts while she easily slipped out of her underwear and we resumed our kissing but this time it was more wild, like we were both expecting something incredible to happen. My hands were planted firmly on her ass that I missed so much as I rolled her over to where I was on top of her.

“Try not to be too loud,” I teased leaning down to kiss her.

She smirked and I saw her eyes move down to her pussy, waiting patiently as I slowly slid it inside her. Her eyes shut immediately and she let out a loud gasp before shivering and placing her hands on my back to press our bodies closer together. I could feel her warm body up against me as she buried her lips into my neck, kissing and sucking softly on it in an attempt to no doubt keep quiet. I tried to keep my thrusts slow and under control to stop her from being to loud and it seemed to help as she moaned deeply into my neck.

“Fuck I've missed this feeling,” she whispered, “Harder Max, I know you can go harder.”

“Promise not to be to loud,” I grunted forcing my dick further inside her pussy just to give her a little taste.

“I promise,” her warm breath splashed up against me, “Now fuck me like you mean it.”

I was taking a risk in doing this, but I would be lying if I said that I didn’t want to go in further. With a quick thrust, I jammed the rest of my dick inside her and her hands dug into my back violently while she moaned into my neck once again.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck,” she moaned over and over again which only turned me on more to hear her voice whisper that into my ear. Her silent panting brushing up against my ear. Her curvy body pressed against mine. And the best part was that we were trying to keep it all a secret. It doubled the insane amount of pleasure I was feeling now, and I felt her grip tighten again and her soft panting became more alarmed. “I'm...I'm cumming, fuck you're making me cum already.”

“Wait for me Ashley,” I asked feeling close to cumming myself. It was easier to control now so it made things a lot easier for me to cum whenever she did. I probably could hold out and keep fucking her for another a few more minutes but I had to admit that cumming at the same time as her always felt more satisfying.

When the moment finally, my thrust became shorter and more desperate. “Cum right now Ashley!” I ordered and she nodded quickly.

She grabbed my head with one hand and forced it towards her mouth so we were sloppily kissing while she moaned loudly into my mouth, all the while pressing me onto her body with her offhand as if trying to make me stick to her permanently. My dick was drenched in Ashley's cum right as I started unloading into her pussy, and after a couple of loud grunts on my part I pulled my dick out and rolled right beside her.

That glazed look that she always wore after we had sex was back and I loved it all the more now as she straddled my body and rested her head firmly onto my chest. This moment was absolutely perfect and there was only one thing that could ruin it.

My door practically flew off the hinges the moment that crossed my mind.

Karma's a bitch, no doubt about it, because Izzy stormed through that door and holy shit did she look angry.

“The fuck is going on here!” she roared. “Max what the fuck do you think your doing?”

“Oh calm down Izzy,” Ashley defended me, purring softly as if to taunt her, “The second I heard you yell at him when he got home from school I knew you couldn't keep up your stupid little lie.”

“Wait what?” I looked towards Ashley.

“Izzy's full of shit Max,” she said it in a way that made it seem more obvious then a slap in the face. “She probably told you that she was used or some stupid excuse like that to make you feel bad for her. Isn't that right Izzy?”

“Shut the fuck up Ashley I was used!”

“You were used at some party that you went to three years ago, it's your own damn fault for trying to hook up with some guy you never met before.”

“Don't even lecture me slut. You cheated on your boyfriends so many times that I lost count. Betcha told Max that you broke up with your current boyfriend to huh?”

“Maybe I did,” Ashley shot back.

“You told me you were going to hang out with him tomorrow at the mall dumbass. Let me have my fun with Max before you go sinking your claws into him again.”

“Fuck off he obviously likes me more.”

“Only cause he was too stupid to realize you were lying.”

“Well he must've been a moron to have bought your sad story. Besides why do you even want to fuck him?”

“Because unlike most guys he's accessible to me whenever I want, although he's being a little bitch and passes up perfectly good opportunities. What even gave you the idea to fuck him anyway? You're boyfriend that bad?”

“My sex life is none of your busi-”

“Everyone just shut the hell up!” I shouted getting out of the bed and slipping on my shorts. To my surprise, Ashley and Izzy remained quiet as I violently ran my hand through my hair to figure out what was going on. “Ashley is it true that you still have a boyfriend?”

She nodded.

“Izzy is it true that that whole story was complete bullshit?”

She shrugged sheepishly, “Maybe a little bit.”

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. The last three weeks were a lie, and this week had only made things worse. With Ashley still lying on the bed naked, and Izzy wearing short shorts and black tank top, I slowly began to put on a different set of clothes.

“Um, what are you doing Max?” Izzy asked as I crossed the room to grab my backpack.

After I didn’t answer, Ashley must've thought that that meant it was her time to talk, “Hello? Max?”

Again, I didn’t answer, opening up a drawer in my desk where I kept my money hidden, pocketing all six hundred forty-two dollars and twenty-seven cents as I pushed past Izzy to get out of my room.

“Max?” Izzy followed me out into the hallway as I slipped on my shoes and walked into the kitchen. Opening up the fridge, I grabbed a bottle of water and walked past Izzy once again, heading for the door as Ashley came waltzing into the hallway using my blanket to cover herself.

“Where do you think you're going?” she asked as I opened the door.

“I'm doing what I should've done a long time ago,” I answered as the cold night chill brushed up against my body, “Leaving.”

I slammed the door shut and started walking. I don't know where I was going, but anywhere was better then there.