Five minutes later he came into the room. He had that cheeky grin on his face, and I knew he was toying with me. And it was working. Waiting for him for five minutes had made me want him so badly, I wanted nothing more than for him to rush over to the bed and ravage me completely.
He took his time, walking slowly over to where I was standing on the bed. He stopped only inches from me, and I looked up at him. My face was practically at his crotch level, I could have reached over and grabbed him, but something told me Kiegan didn’t want me to. Instead, he gently took my chin and tilted my head upwards so that I was gazing into those beautiful blue eyes. I was melting with desire. He was taking complete control, and I loved it. I had never done anything like this before, but there was no denying my body’s response to Kiegan’s touch.
My lips were barely parted as I waited for his kiss, but it didn’t come. Instead, he moved his hands to my elbows and helped me to my feet. When I was standing in front of the bed, he lay down on it, resting his head on a pillow and looking at me as I stood at his feet, wondering what he wanted me to do next.
“Stand over by the wall and strip for me, slowly,” Kiegan ordered. My eyes widened. He wanted me to – to strip for him? Right here? It was so… exposed! Sunlight poured through the balcony window, and I knew there would be nothing to hide my blemishes and imperfections.
“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.