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“I am!” he snarks. I growl and try to buck him off me, but even as the smallest Knox brother he’s incredibly strong. All I succeed in doing is thrusting my crotch up against his. Which he loves. “Tut-tut. Patience, sis.”

I sigh and huff in frustration but relax under him. May as well, I’m not going anywhere until he decides to get the hell off me. Besides, playful Kalen is fun, even if he is teasing the hell out of me.

“Kalen, come on.”

“What? I’m enjoying myself. It’s nice that I don’t have to rush. It’s not freezing, we’re not drunk, we’re not pissed at each other, I don’t have to share you… I want to do this right.”

He returns to kissing me, his hands softly stroking everywhere my skin is bare. It’s still hot here, even at night in Queensland, so I was only sleeping in a crop top and shorts. It allows Kalen plenty of places to roam. His touch is so light it’s like skimming velvet. He barely makes contact but it still awakens every nerve ending in my body.

It feels like it’s been so long since I was touched. Sure, Kalen and I had our thank god Onyx isn’t dead fuck, but we didn’t really connect. Not like this. This is...so much more.

I squirm under him, needing and wanting more, but he doesn’t take a hint. In all honesty, I love what he’s doing, I’m just being an impatient greedy bitch.

“Kalen,” I complain. He grins at me, sliding his hands under my arms to pull me into a sitting position. From there he spreads a blanket out behind me and peels my shirt over my head, discarding it god knows where. With a gentle shove to my shoulders I’m falling back onto the soft blanket but not before I tangle my fingers in Kalen’s hair and bring him down with me. A giggle escapes me and Kalen gives me a one-sided smile which makes my heart flip. He looks so carefree and boyish. It’s definitely been too long.

He feathers kisses along my jaw, neck and collarbone, and down onto my bare breasts, all the while I have my fingers tangled in his hair. Thank goodness it’s grown back.

“I love your hair. Please don’t cut it again.”

“I didn’t by choice,” he murmurs.

I want to ask him what he means but he distracts me by taking my nipple into his mouth and gently rolling it between his teeth. The only thing I’m capable of doing is gasping in surprise. Clutching his head tighter to me, I arch up to him, silently begging for more.

He doesn’t give me what I crave though, releasing my now hardened bud with a pop and returning to his teasing caresses. He moves south, hooking his fingers in the waistband of my shorts and pulling them down. Maddeningly, he completely ignores my sex, moving to my ankles and slowly running his tongue up the inside of my leg. My breath catches in anticipation, but he lets me down again.

A frustrated growl escapes me, and I feel rather than see him smile against my skin as he repeats the process on the other leg. I’m contemplating trapping his head between my thighs until he gives me what I want, but for some crazy reason I let him continue driving me wild.

Eventually, when I’m a writhing mess under him, he gets the hint.

“Fuck, you’re so tight sis.”

“Not...your...damn...sister!” I pant out as he slowly slides one, two, three fingers into me and steals my ability to function.

“Mmmmhmmm, why are you so wet then if you don’t love me calling you that?”

“Dick.”

“Monster cock baby, monster cock.”

“Gimme,” is all I can manage.

“Patience.”

He continues to pump his fingers into me at an agonisingly slow pace, but I feel so full and stretched that I don’t mind. It doesn’t take long for my muscles to tighten and my legs to begin that tell-tale tremble that indicates how close to losing control I really am.

“Kalen, please.”

“I don’t think I’m gonna let you come.”

“What!? No! Why?!”

“Maybe if you ask nicely.”

“Kalen, please! Please let me come.”

“Brother.”

“What?”


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