Chapter 6 Their Little Secret

Lena's POV

Lena told herself it was wrong.

She should've looked away when Aria walked into the kitchen wearing nothing but an oversized T-shirt and those tiny shorts that barely clung to her hips.

But she didn't. She watched. She burned the sight into the back of her skull like it was something sacred and forbidden all at once.

Aria - Evan's older sister. Untouchable. Off-limits. The girl Lena had spent years pretending not to fantasize about, not to dream about, not to ache for.

And now... standing right there, toes curling against the cool tile floor, sleepy-eyed and mouth pink from sleep, Aria was the most dangerously beautiful thing Lena had ever seen.

"You're up early," Aria said, voice raspy.

Lena's throat tightened. "Yeah. Couldn't sleep."

Aria stretched her arms over her head, shirt riding up to flash soft, bare skin underneath. Lena's eyes flickered down before she could stop herself.

Heat curled low in her stomach. God, she was shameless.

Aria didn't seem to notice - or maybe she did.

She leaned casually against the counter, sipping from a glass of water, watching Lena with an unreadable glint in her eyes.

They were alone. Evan had left early for work.

No one else was home.

And maybe it was the silence.

Maybe it was the years of pretending finally cracking open like a dam.

Maybe it was the way Aria's lips wrapped around the rim of the glass.

But Lena moved.

Without thinking.

Without breathing.

She closed the space between them until she could feel the heat radiating off Aria's body.

Aria blinked down at her, surprised but not pulling away.

Not stopping her.

Just waiting.

Lena's heart pounded against her ribs. "You're gonna hate me for this," she whispered.

Then she kissed her.

Hard.

Hungry.

A messy, desperate clash of lips that tasted like water and warmth and forbidden things.

For one terrible second, Aria froze.

And then she kissed her back -

Rougher.

Hotter.

Her hand tangled in Lena's hair, pulling her closer until there was no air left between them.

Lena whimpered into her mouth, clutching at Aria's hips like she was afraid she'd disappear.

Aria groaned low in her throat, deep and filthy, and pushed Lena against the counter.

The glass clattered to the floor - neither of them cared.

"You've been wanting this, haven't you?" Aria murmured against her lips, voice wrecked and dark.

Lena nodded, breathless. "So fucking bad."

Aria smiled - a slow, wicked curl of her mouth.

Then she kissed down Lena's jaw, her neck, biting just hard enough to leave a mark.

Lena's knees buckled. She gripped the counter behind her for support, head falling back to give Aria better access.

"You're trouble," Aria whispered against her skin.

"You like it," Lena breathed.

Aria laughed - a low, sexy sound that made Lena throb between her thighs.

Then Aria's hand slid up Lena's shirt, fingertips brushing the underside of her breast.

Lena gasped, arching into her touch.

"Bedroom," Aria said, voice thick. "Now."

Lena didn't argue.

They stumbled into Aria's bedroom, mouths locked, hands frantic.

Aria slammed the door shut with her foot.

Lena barely had time to breathe before Aria pushed her down onto the bed, crawling over her with this hunger, this almost feral look in her eyes that made Lena's blood roar in her ears.

"You have no idea," Aria whispered, straddling her thighs, "how long I've wanted you too."

Lena blinked up at her, stunned.

"You-?"

Aria just smirked and leaned down, stealing the words from her mouth with another brutal kiss.

Clothes came off in frantic, graceless pulls.

Lena's shirt over her head.

Aria's fingers slid under her shorts, yanking them down.

Lena moaned when Aria's hand brushed between her legs - found her already dripping, desperate.

"Fuck, Lena," Aria groaned. "You're soaked."

Lena whimpered, thighs falling open wider in invitation.

"I've wanted this for so long," she choked out.

Aria didn't waste a second.

She kissed down Lena's chest, lips wrapping around one taut nipple, sucking hard enough to make Lena cry out.

Lena's hands flew into Aria's hair, tugging, desperate for more.

Aria grinned against her skin, teeth scraping lightly as she moved lower, lower - trailing kisses down Lena's trembling stomach.

When Aria settled between her thighs, Lena nearly lost it.

The first swipe of Aria's tongue was slow, deliberate, and cruel.

Lena gasped, hips bucking off the bed.

Aria pressed her down with strong hands, holding her still, devouring her like she was starving.

She licked into her with long, firm strokes, then circled her clit with the tip of her tongue, teasing, relentless.

"Please," Lena sobbed, grinding against her mouth.

Aria moaned against her - the vibration sending shockwaves through Lena's body.

She slid two fingers inside, curling them perfectly, hitting that devastating spot over and over while her mouth worked her clit mercilessly.

Lena was a mess - moaning, writhing, babbling broken, filthy words.

"Aria, fuck-please, don't stop-"

Aria didn't.

She fucked her through it, faster, harder, fingers thrusting deep, tongue ruthless.

Lena shattered.

Her orgasm ripped through her with brutal, violent force, leaving her sobbing and trembling, clutching at Aria's shoulders like she'd drown without her.

Aria pulled back slowly, licking her fingers clean with a filthy smile.

"You're so fucking beautiful when you fall apart," she murmured.

Lena could only pant, boneless and wrecked under her.

But Aria wasn't done.

She climbed back up Lena's body, kissing her hard - letting her taste herself on her tongue.

Lena whimpered into her mouth, dazed and desperate for more.

"Your turn," she breathed against Aria's lips.

She flipped them easily, Aria laughing breathlessly under her.

Lena kissed down her neck, her collarbone, her breasts - taking her time, savoring every gasp and moan Aria gave her.

When she slid two fingers inside Aria, it was easy - she was dripping, clenching around her so tightly that Lena almost lost her mind.

"Fuck, Lena," Aria moaned, grabbing at the sheets, her head thrown back in bliss.

Lena set a brutal rhythm, fingers pumping hard and deep while she sucked on Aria's clit, flicking her tongue fast and ruthlessly.

Aria came undone with a sharp cry, hips jerking off the bed, thighs trembling around Lena's head.

Lena didn't stop until Aria was a panting, trembling mess, pleading for her to slow down.

She kissed her way back up, both of them breathing hard, their bodies tangled and slick with sweat.

Aria dragged her into a slow, messy kiss, still shivering.

Neither of them said anything for a long, long moment.

Just heavy breathing, the smell of sex thick in the air, the taste of each other on their tongues.

Finally, Aria whispered, a wicked glint in her eyes,

"This stays between us."

Lena grinned, heart pounding.

"Our little secret," she promised.

Aria pulled her close, tangling their legs together, her hand sliding possessively over Lena's waist.

Somewhere in the house, a door slammed.

Evan was home.

They froze - naked, flushed, soaked with each other.

Lena bit her lip, trying not to laugh.

Aria just smiled that same slow, dangerous smile -

And kissed her again.

The next morning, Lena woke up tangled in Aria's arms.

Sunlight poured through the half-closed blinds, painting stripes across their bare skin.

Aria's hand was still possessively curled around Lena's hip, her breath warm against Lena's neck.

For a moment, Lena just lay there, stunned at how right it felt.

How dangerous.

How fucking good.

Because Evan was downstairs.

Already banging around the kitchen, completely oblivious.

Lena grinned into the pillow.

Aria stirred behind her, pressing a sleepy kiss to her shoulder.

"You're a bad influence," Lena whispered.

Aria chuckled, low and sinful.

"You love it."

Lena shivered - because it was true.

Every inch of her body still throbbed from the night before.

They dressed carefully and quietly, stealing quick kisses between pulling on clothes, biting down giggles like two kids hiding a crime.

By the time they slipped downstairs, they looked almost normal.

Almost.

But Lena could feel it - electric under her skin.

The way Aria's fingers brushed her lower back when Evan wasn't looking.

The way Aria's eyes lingered just a little too long on her mouth.

She was sitting at the counter pretending to sip coffee when Aria leaned down to grab something from the cabinet, her hand sneaking under the table to brush up Lena's bare thigh.

Lena nearly choked on her coffee.

"Jesus," she hissed under her breath.

Aria just shot her a wicked little smile and stood up like nothing happened.

Evan didn't notice a thing.

Too busy arguing with the toaster.

Lena's heart hammered wildly in her chest.

Heat pooled between her legs all over again.

She was going to lose her damn mind.

And she loved it.

Their secret, delicious and dangerous, humming between them like a live wire.

Every glance.

Every accidental touch.

Their little secret.

And Lena couldn't wait to break the rules again.