Free Ride It Out by Aden Lowe, Ashley Wheels

okay. And it always was, one way or another.
    He sits and cradles me in his lap. “Baby sis, no I’m not sick. Please stop with those tears, you know how much it kills me to see you crying or in any type of pain.”
    Trying to slow my breathing down, I wipe the back of my hand on my cheek to catch a runaway tear. “Okay, then, what is it? What’s wrong? And don't try to lie to me.”
    A frown creases his forehead. “Anne. I love you so much. But I’m worried about you. I don’t want you to see you get hurt. Blake, he’s the worst type of guy for you. He’s a player, Anne. A girl like you is disposable to guys like him.”
    I’m kind of in shock he’s this worried. All I can do is lay there in his lap, looking up, waiting, knowing he’s not done.
    “He’s way more experienced than you, Anne..I see how overwhelmed you are when he’s around. You’ve never been around someone like him.” He pulls down my dress a little. The look he gives me. My face burns with embarrassment as it hits me that he is fully aware that Blake still has my panties.
    “Uhh, umm right. I know I’m not that experienced. Fine. At all. But he makes me happy Adam. I really like him. He makes me feel things, things I never thought someone like me would get a chance to. I get to be normal with him. You know people treat me differently. They look over or around me, and act as if I'm stupid, or fragile. He doesn't do any of those things. He sees me. You want me to be happy, don’t you Adam?”
    “Of course I want you to be happy, I want the best for you sis. I guess… I guess it’s just hard for me..You’re my baby sister, and always will be. No one will ever be good enough for you. You know that right? Just remember you haven’t known him long. What, a couple of weeks? But if Blake really means that much to you, I’ll try to give him some slack..But Anne, if he as much makes you shed one tear, I’ll kill him.”
    I know he’s very serious, but I still can’t help to giggle a little at the thought. “I love you Adam, you’re the best brother ever.”
    “Love you too Anne, you’re a pretty kickass baby sister too.” He smiles down at me like he always did after he helped me accept a limit imposed by someone else.

     
    Blake:
    It’s late evening, and I've been working for a couple of hours. Haven’t really made a dent in the workload though. Anne’s panties are burning a hole in my pocket. Her willingness to do what I say shocks me, yet pleases me. I have so many little demands planned and I can't wait to see her reaction.
    Taking her panties made her scorching hot and I'd barely managed to resist pulling her into my lap for a repeat of her sweet little explosion. The little scrap of pink lace is clutched hard in my hand before I realize. I bring it to my face and inhale, taking her scent deep. The combination with the memory of her lips and the sounds she makes brings me off fast, despite my attempt to prolong it for a moment. Pathetic. I'm as bad as a kid who just saw his first nudie magazine.
    And, at the moment, she's probably getting chewed out by her brother. He knows the score, whether he likes it not. The looks I exchanged with Adam said he knew what went down with him right there. If I’m honest, I worry he’s going to take her back tonight and I’ll never see her again. Never be able to lose myself deep inside her, give her all those promises from before.
    My damn phone goes off. It’s Jelly, of course. What could he want now. Probably checking to make sure I remember to eat or some shit like that. “Hey Jelly. What’s up?”
    “Hound, we’re almost there. Wanted to get more information from you in person.”
    Fuck. “Alright man, I’ll be here or on the beach. Come find me when you get here.” I hang up, nothing more to say. Would have been nice to have a little advance notice, but I'll deal.
    I can’t wait any longer. I need to make sure my sweet Anne is still here. And hell, how am I going to explain