All day, all night, maybe I'm addicted for life, no lie.

All day, all night, maybe I'm addicted for life, no lie. by pinklipstiiick featuring louis vuitton

"You live here?" Lys asked, her voice more twangy than I'd remembered. Of course we still talked on the phone every other day, but she sounded so different now that she was here... and good god, she grew about five inches since I'd last seen her.

"You don't like it?" I asked and grinned, we grew up in a mansion. Gran's house wasn't very big, but the house our daddy raised us in? It was huge. When mom left, he sold it... said it held too many bad memories that he couldn't handle it any longer. I couldn't blame him. When mom left, that homey feeling disappeared forever. To this day, no place felt like home for me.

She scanned the room and moved her eyes back to me, looking so much like I did when I was her age. I didn't give birth to her obviously, but she was my baby. "It's cute. I love it," She replied with an uncertain face.

I lifted an eyebrow and she broke into one of her gorgeous grins.

"Really! I love it," She said reassuringly, her face softening and making me want to hug her since I missed her that damn bad.

"I'm so glad you're here," I said and closed the distance between us, wrapping her in a big hug. "And I cannot believe you're turning 18!"

"Better believe it," She said, hugging me back as the front door opened behind us, Dean walking in and widening his eyes since we looked like we belonged in one of those made for TV movies on Lifetime... or knowing how men thought, in a girl on girl porno. "And now it makes sense... the real reason why you're staying here and won't come back home," She whispered, making me feel guilty since I still hadn't told her the news about leaving for Canada. To be honest, I hadn't told anyone yet. It was becoming more and more real each and every day... but I don't know. It was like our big secret, plus I only had a handful of people to tell.

I pulled back as Dean closed the door behind us, his eyes bouncing back and forth between me and my sister. "You must be Alyssa," He smiled at her, his hard body headed in our direction that I had the feeling that even my little sister was checking him out. Kind of hard not to. "I've heard a lot about you."

"I'm sure it was all good," She said cockily and grinned her dazzling smile, a true beauty queen and it showed.

“Of course," He grinned, shocked at the similarities between us.

She looked me up and down and whistled, “You are one tall drink of water aren’t you?”

I turned red, “Lys.”

Dean laughed and looked at me, “Did you talk like that when you first got here?” He reached out for my hand and pulled me towards him to kiss my cheek.

“She did. I'm not sure when she became so…..Texan," She said the word like a curse and he laughed again.

"You either love it or you hate it," He teased, squeezing my hand.

“Apparently,” She replied, looking between the two of us. It made me wonder if she could see it in the way I looked at him, how crazy I was for him and how I was already in love. “So where’s the party?”

Dean looked at me, “I thought it was a secret.”

I gave him a guilty face, “I'm bad at secrets.”

He laughed and turned back to my sister, “It’s at me and my brother’s place, it’s a little bigger, I’ve just picked up a few kegs and-“

“Kegs?” Alyssa’s eyes lit up as she grinned.

“Of root beer," He explained watching her face fall. I had to admit, he set her up for that one.

“Boring!” She pulled out a tube of lipgloss and slid it over her lips as I shook my head.

“I’ll get you kegs of whatever you want for your 21st," Dean said to her, grinning as she blinked at him. The fact that he thought we'd still be together in four years? It made me smile.

“That’s 4 years away," She replied, watching his face with interest and probably wondering what his intentions were.

He just nodded, “Yup. Should we get going?”

"Yeah, I just need to run to the bathroom first," She said and took off down the hall, already familiar with my place.

I leaned into Dean and wrapped my arms around him, "Already planning my sisters 21st? You really are a keeper." He grinned and parted his lips, but before he could speak, I silenced him with a kiss. My hand slid up the back of his shirt, my palm caressing his strong back. I couldn't keep my hands off of him, he'd become an addiction.

Breaking the kiss, he grinned down at me and tucked my hair behind my ear, "Were you like that when you were her age?"

I pursed my lips, "Depends on what you mean."

"Outgoing?" He tried the word and I laughed.

"She's a little flirt... got all that confidence from pageants."

He moved his hands down to my ass, "You're the most confident woman I know."

"Because my boyfriend is always telling me how sexy I am," I whispered with my lips pressed back against his, kissing him slowly and slipping my tongue into his mouth.

Lys cleared her though, "Gosh! Can't leave you two alone for even a minute, can I?"

"My brother said the same thing," He grinned as he pulled away, glancing down at my chest and groaning quietly. I looked down, my nipples hard beneath my dress. This was going to be a long night.

"Brother?" She perked up, already starting for the door. "How old is he?"

I shook my head and slipped my hand back into his as we followed behind her, "Too old for you."

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“You are so cute,” Alyssa told Garrett as he relished, telling her stories from school that she seemed overly interested in. Honestly he loved the attention, but I think he loved Thea sulking in the background even more. The look on my friends face was making me nervous for my sister.

“I told her he was too old for her," I said, folding my arms over my chest as I watched my sister flirting shamelessly.

“Oh please, Garrett’s just getting off on the attention, he’d never actually do anything," Dean teased, wrapping his arms around my waist and placing a soft kiss against my neck.
“He better not," My eyes were narrowed and he laughed at me.

“I’ve never seen you so protective before cutie.”

I turned in his arms, tearing my eyes away from my sister as I looked at him. “I practically raised her…” I trailed off and he cupped my face.
“She was lucky to have you," He said softly, making me feel guilty for packing up and leaving in the first place... and now I was going to do the same but this time, halfway across the country.

"I miss her…”

“I bet she misses you too baby.”

I smiled and tilted my head to a side, my long hair falling over my shoulder as I looked at him. "Are you nervous?" I asked, vague but I knew he'd know what I meant. Time was passing by quickly, soon enough we'd be starting our lives over... together.

"About Gare and your sister?" He grinned and shook his head while I rolled my eyes.

"Not that baby," I whispered back, knowing Gare wouldn't ever try anything with my sister. She was gorgeous, yes, but she was in high school.

He tilted his head down to press a line of soft kisses up my neck towards my ear, "Are you talking about starting a future with you?" His breath hit my ear and sent a string of shivers through me, easing my nerves since they were constantly there. I didn't have much keeping me here in Texas, but I was still nervous. "I'm not," He said back, so much confidence in his tone that I smiled wider. I believed in us, there was no doubt about that, but starting over was always nerve wracking. Plus his ex was going to be there, constantly wishing she were in my place and sending bad juju vibes my way.

"Not even a little?" I asked with wide eyes, biting my lip as he moved his head back in front of mine. God, he was so handsome.

"Are you?"

I parted my lips and looked into his eyes, they were so green and stunning. "I'm excited... but nervous too," I admitted in a small voice.

“That’s good," He grinned and leaned in to kiss my lips softly, tempting me to ask him to drag me to his bedroom. “God you should have dressed frumpy today.”

I started laughing as he pouted, “What?!”

He shook his head, “I change my mind, that wouldn’t even help.”

I wrapped both arms around his waist and smiled at him, “Help what?” I leaned my lower body into his and he cursed under his breath.

“Well now you know exactly what….” He trailed off, watching the wicked glint in my eyes.

“Oops," I bit my lip as he shook his head, pulling away from me.

“Do you want something to drink?”

I nodded as he by passed our friends, grabbing two cups before passing his brother. I watched as the two men chatted, the resemblance between them uncanny... only Dean was much stronger and so sexy. My eyes moved to my sister as she flipped her hair, talking on the phone to someone. With a sigh, I started in their direction.

He shrugged, “I'm not flirting with her.”

“Yeah sure you’re not. Just like you’re not loving how jealous it’s making Thea," Dean nodded over in the corner, where Thea was talking to some guy I think we worked with but every now and then would shoot a glare at Gare.

“If she wants to talk to me she can talk to me,” Gare shrugged.

“Good for you.”
“What’s good for him?” I asked, catching only part of their conversation. “You forgot to come back," I pouted, grabbing one of the cups from his hand and taking a sip.

“He’s becoming less of a pussy," He teased, making Gare smack him.

"Just remember, she's only 18," I said and moved my eyes to Lys who was now staring at Gare with a dreamy look on her pretty face. That girl was trouble with a capital T.

He groaned, "What is it with you two?! I'm not doing anything."

"Better keep it that way," I said seriously.

He grinned back at me, "I'm still holding out for you, waiting for the day you realize you're with the wrong brother..."

Dean slapped the back of his brothers head playfully, "Go bother your own girlfriend." He wrapped his hands around me from behind, my ass resting against his dick and leaving that as the only thought on my mind.

"But yours is right here and she's looking really good tonight," He went on, looking down at my body as Dean tightened his arms around me.

"Talking about me?" Lys cut in, shooting me a smirk.

Dean sighed, "Just about to kill my brother actually. He now owes you his life. Better thank her Gare."

"With a kiss?" She grinned up at him and I swear, I almost groaned.

"Nice try Lys. I heard you have a boyfriend back at home," I lifted an eyebrow.

She rolled her eyes, "Gran tells you everything and that woman knows nothing. Her hearing aid is going out."

"Don't talk about Gran like that," I said seriously, leaning my back into my boyfriends hard chest.

My sister stared at us and smiled, "I want a man like Dean..."

"I can't say I blame you," I turned my head to kiss his arm, tilting my head back a little and smiling at him.

“I have to say I'm a little relieved," He admitted, grinning at us and turning to Alyssa.

“Why’s that?”

“I was a little afraid you wouldn’t like me.”

Lys smiled sweetly, “Any guy who makes my sister this happy I could never hate.”

I melted a little as my sister beamed up at me, approving of my boyfriend meaning a lot to me... especially since she hated Joel. “Oh baby," I said, scooping her up into a hug that left her groaning.

“You’re squishing me Jac!!”

Dean laughed, “Is it cake time yet?”

I let go of her and looked at the wicked smile on his face, thinking back to making the cake the night before and having him lick the batter off of me. “It is," I grinned and returned the naughty smile. “Will you help me with the frosting?”

He bit his lip and I knew he was thinking the same. “Mhmmm," He agreed, walking into the kitchen and grabbing my hips. “I don’t think I have time to help you with the frosting the way you’re implying," He growled in my ear and I shivered against him.

“That’s too bad," I pouted and he used our alone time to capture my bottom lip, sucking before kissing me hard, the way I’d been dreaming of all night long.

“I’ll make up for it later I promise," He said against my lips.

"Good," I said and pressed my hips against his, feeling him getting hard. The way he reacted to me? It only fueled me on. I felt like a goddess around him.

He grinned and grasped my hip, keeping our bodies pressed together, "What are you thinking about right now?"

"You licking frosting off of my hard nipples," I said and set my hand on his, guiding it along the curve of my body until it was cupping my breast. I smiled innocently and bit my lip, so wet it wasn't even funny.

He pinched my nip through the fabric and I moaned, "You need to stop teasing me like this..."

"You're the one feeling me up," I grinned back, looking into his eyes as they went a full shade darker.

"You're not wearing a bra..."

I pressed my lips against his ear, "Or panties."

He groaned and slid his hand from my hip to my upper thigh, sliding it up higher and higher, "I better check..."

"Dean..."

"Are you fucking kidding me?" Gare's voice cut in, his eyes taking in the view. "What is it with you two?! How about I get five minutes alone with Jac and see if she has the same effect on all men."

Dean pulled away and glared at his brother, "Nice try."

I smoothed a hand over my dress, "Has anyone ever told you that you have the worst timing?"

“It’s been said.” He replied, leaning against the counter and staring at us.

“What?”

He shrugged, “I'm waiting for you to light the cake.”
“I think we’re capable of doing that," Dean retorted darkly and his brother shook his head.

“Before or after mounting each other against the oven?”

He folded his arms against his chest as he glared at Garrett, about to say something when I smirked, “Don’t be silly, the oven’s far too hot and there’s a table and a perfectly good counter top right here.”

The both turned to look at me, my boyfriend shaking his head. “God you are so fucking hot," He said seriously as Garrett nodded.

“We should clone you.”

My face turn a little red as I pulled out the candles and lit a match, lighting each one slowly. “I'm not sure either one of you could handle two of me," I grinned as I grabbed the plate. “Are we going?”

Gare nodded, grabbing the paper plates and walking ahead of us as Dean leaned in behind me. “I could totally handle two of you." He replied with a smirk that I returned.

“I know you could baby," I whispered back and he smacked my ass softly before we made it into the living room.

“Now comes the singing part,” He said, sneaking a peek at me and waiting for me to start.

"Singing happy birthday is a little different," I said with my cheeks burning furiously, catching Alyssa's eyes and smiling as her grin widened.

"Oh my god!" She clasped her hands together as set the cake in front of her, leading the group of mine and Dean's friends off into the traditional birthday song.

I leaned my body into his as he wrapped his arms around my waist, his chin on my shoulder as we sang to my sister. I couldn't remember the last time I had seen her so happy, the feeling leaving me smiling like an idiot. We finished and she blew out the candles, already grabbing the knife to start serving people up. Garrett grinned at her, taking the knife to do the honors and let her eat first. He was almost as charming as his older brother... almost. "Are you going to sing to me later?" Dean brushed his lips against my ear as nobody in the room paid attention to us.

"My sister might hear," I grinned and tilted my head towards his, brushing my nose against his.

"Maybe it'll soothe her and put her to sleep," He grinned back and kissed my forehead. "Or she could stay here?"

"No. Definitely not the latter option," I shook my head, knowing Gare was innocent... but my sister? She was a flirty little thing.

He tightened his arms around my waist and sighed, "Are you going to be quiet tonight baby?"

I bit my lip as I pressed my ass hard up against him, setting my hands on his strong arms, "Maybe we'll just cuddle tonight... to be safe."

“We can try but you always get feisty when we cuddle," He said seriously, trying to keep a straight face.

"Oh I do?” I asked, enunciating the word I skeptically since he was just as bad as me... not that I was complaining. I loved it instead.

He nodded, “Every time.”

“Whatcha talking about?” Alyssa asked, grinning as she licked some frosting off her fork.

“Probably about how they can’t keep their hands off of each other,” Garret shook his head and Lys rose her eyebrow at me.

“Garrett," Dean glared and shook his head at his brother as my face turned red.

“Gross,” She shook her head and then turned to my boyfriend. “Not you of course. Just you and my sister," She clarified before her phone started ringing and she rushed to answer it.

“Saved by the bell," I smirked as Dean chuckled over how silly I was with my sister. I looked back at him and noticed an odd look on that handsome face I loved, “Are you okay?” I asked, giving him a confused look. “You look like you just saw a ghost.”

“Oh," He swallowed, shaking it away while I wondered where his mind went. “No I'm fine.”

"I hope so," I leaned into him, running both palms up his strong arms. "Because I have plans for tonight."

"Oh yeah?" He grinned slowly and wrapped his strong arms around me, nothing else in the room mattering but him. I was falling so damn hard, becoming more and more excited about the life we were about to start together. I couldn't wait for Canada and all the options it might bring.. marriage, a family. I never really had put much thought into those kinds of things, but Dean made me want it all.

I nodded, "Want to hear them? They involve frosting..."

He groaned while my grin widened, my hips pressing hard against his growing erection. He killed me, he was the sexiest man alive. "God Jac..." He trailed off, lowering his head to kiss my neck and whisper in my ear, "I'm going to fuck you so hard tonight, you're going to want to take the rest of the week off."

I shivered as my nipples strained against my dress, sinking my teeth into my bottom lip as I pulled my head back enough to look at him with wide eyes. Oh my god. "Can we leave now?" I whispered, smirking at him.

"Not yet," He kissed my forehead as I wrinkled my nose. "Delayed gratification."