“Do… you mean that?” I asked, stupidly. I knew he meant it.
“I do. I want to see all of you,” he told me, and I took a deep breath. I was going to do this. I was going to do this for him.
There was something about being ordered, something about Kiegan really making good on his promise that I would have to do anything he told me to, that was driving me absolutely wild. I could feel that familiar tug in my nether regions, pleasure coursed through my veins already and we hadn’t even begun to touch yet.
I moved over to the far wall and closed my eyes. Tried not to think about Kiegan’s eyes that were on me, watching me.
Starting off slowly, I slipped my shirt off. I let the fabric tickle my skin as I slid the shirt slowly up over my breasts, then over the top of my head, and let it fall to the floor. My breasts were heaving under my black lace bra. I was so turned on now, there was nothing more I wanted than to rip off all my clothes and jump on top of Kiegan, but I knew that I had to be patient, I knew I had to do what he wanted.
I moved my fingers down to the hem of my shorts. I slid them down my legs as sexily as I could, turning around slowly to give Kiegan a view of my ass in just my panties as the shorts fell to the floor before being whisked aside. I was only wearing my bra and panties now, I was almost naked in front of him as he watched.
It was obvious from the growing bulge in his pants that Kiegan was enjoying the show. And I had to admit, I was starting to enjoy myself too. It felt nice to show my body off like this.
I unclasped my bra at the back and held it against me for a minute, teasing Kiegan with just a hint of nudity before finally letting it drop to the floor. Finally, I reached down and wrapped my fingers around the hem of my panties, which I slowly let slide down as well. I stood up, completely naked, and did a slow twirl for my brother, who was still watching from the bed, his eyes eating up the sight of my naked body.
“Good,” he told me, his voice getting hoarse. “Now come up here,” he ordered, and I did as he asked. I climbed on top of him, straddling his completely clothed body with my naked one. I felt so exposed, so vulnerable, and yet it felt right to be this way with Kiegan. Something I never, ever thought I’d think.
He put his hands on my hips and began to stroke my body. Reaching up towards my breasts he took a nipple in between his fingers and squeezed, hard enough for me to gasp from a little bit of pain, but not so hard that it hurt too much. Just enough for the juices building up inside of me to begin leaking out.
Suddenly, Kiegan grabbed my hips and rolled me over onto the bed so I was on my back and he was on top of me. He grinned, then moved down in between my legs. I gasped as I understood exactly what he was going to do. I could feel his hot breath on my nether regions and closed my eyes, leaning back to enjoy the sensations as his tongue found the folds of my sex. He began to slowly stroke my clit with his tongue, the little pink nub sending pangs of pleasure running through me with every flick.
“Ohhhh my God,” I cried out, absolutely loving every second of this.
Suddenly, his tongue was inside of me. He flicked around inside my sex as I clutched at the sheets. I needed this. I needed release, and I could feel it coming. But before I had a chance to orgasm, Kiegan pulled his tongue back out of me.
“I don’t want you to come just yet,” he told me with a grin, then came up and kissed me, giving me the tangy taste of my own juices on his lips.
I could only moan in reply. I wanted him so badly. I wanted him to take me right then and there. I wanted every inch of him inside of me, and as he stood up and began to undress, I knew I was going to get it.
Seconds later Kiegan was naked, and climbing on top of me. He guided his shaft towards my slit, coating it in my juices, before pressing against my entrance. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders in anticipation of what was to come as Kiegan slid his long, hard manhood inside of me.
I gasped, my body still not used to his girth, and he stretched my walls. My back arched against the mattress as he entered me, my body desperate for the feeling of him inside of me.
Kiegan didn’t waste any time. He took me hard, and fast. With every thrust of his shaft inside of me I could feel the pressure inside of me building. I wrapped my legs around his hips, matching his every thrust, forcing him inside of me completely.
“Oh God, I’m going to come,” I gasped breathlessly after a few minutes, when the pressure just began to be too much to take.
“Not yet,” Kiegan ordered, his breathing ragged.
“What?” I asked, surprised.
“You don’t get to come until I tell you to. Hold it in,” he ordered, and I moaned in despair. How the hell was I going to be able to obey this order?