I woke late the morning after fooling around with my brother. I didn't have to go into the office until a little bit after two. A glance at my bedside clock let me know I was in the safe zone. It was still AM.
Stretching and feeling lazy, I somehow managed to drag my ass out of bed. My nipples rubbed against the comforter (I slept naked) which seemed to turn me on. Colin, my older brother, was the one who made my nipples so sensitive last night. I smiled.
I did my usual morning routine, showering, brushing my teeth and all that when I started to smell the coffee. Oh my GOD. Chocolate and java java! My two true loves that have never failed me in life. Mmmm...
Wrapping my short bright yellow silk robe around my body, I left my hair down to air dry and stepped into the living room. "Colin are you-"
I paused. I had to do a double take, then I gawked. My jaw dropped when I saw the man in my kitchen.
His long hair was trimmed to less than an inch long, no longer curly but sleek. And his face! Hard rugged plains of masculinity. He shaved off his raggedy beard and it was smooth. His cheeks were strong and his jaw was stubborn. His nose, which I never noticed before was a little crooked, but it just looked intriguing. It gave his face a maturity he would have otherwise lacked with such pretty boy features.
He was frying bacon without a shirt on, his body in the light of day was flawless. He was well built with muscles that moved fluidly. Like he trained in martial arts or something. His movements were precise and smooth as he flipped the pan, sending oil and bacon into the air. His arms and abs were chiseled and I knew from touching them last night that they were hard as rock.
"What were you saying, sis?" He asked as he lay the bacon out to cool. The oils dripped and I think I may have also let some saliva drip as well.
"You!" I pointed at him. "You're fucking HOT!"
He shrugged, but I could tell he was pleased. "I told you I was just gonna shave."
"Shave my ass!" I scoffed.
"No thanks, I don't think there's enough hair there."
"You're like...no longer rockin the Hobo chic!" I ignored his last statement. "I like it." I finished quietly.
"Thanks Shana." He put his frying pan down and picked up a mug of coffee. With a smile, he handed it to me. "Soy milk and raw sugar. I told you, I know you."
I was impressed as I sipped the hot mug of heaven. "Thank you Colin."
"Look, I have to go into work pretty soon." He said, running a hand over his head as the other one rested on his hip. I panted at the flexing his abs did. "But I made breakfast. I have to wrap up a couple things and tie up some loose ends from my last station before I can officially begin here. A lot of computer work."
"What the hell do you do?" I asked him. "You never talk about your job."
"If I tell you," He winked at me. "I'll have to kill you."
"Ha." I rolled my eyes. I put the coffee on the counter and was gonna sit down, but then I felt his palm slip under my robe. When his warm hand met the flesh of my ass, he gasped.
"You're NAKED." He whispered, he pulled my ass closer to him until his crotch was rubbing into me. He pushed my robe up and pulled his pants down. The bare flesh of his cock met the bare skin of my ass. We both moaned in surprise.
He reached around and slipped a hand into the opening of the robe and gripped my tit. He tweaked my sensitive nipples, pulling on them as he leaned forward and started licking and kissing my neck. I felt him bite me and I forgot how to breath. He started sucking on my neck when his hand slid down my belly and without warning, two fingers slid into my sopping pussy.
His cock against my ass, humping me from behind as his two fingers slowly slid in and out of my warm twat, and the delicious sucking on my neck. I moaned and pushed back into him. Riding his fingers as I ground my bubbly butt into his hard dick. I felt the long length sliding into my ass crack, teasing my little hole. Then he changed angles so that it started sliding under my pussy. My juices were fairly dripping down my legs now, I was feeling so good. I got his cock wet in no time, slippery enough to return to grinding up on my ass.
His hands on my tits were making me so horny. I've never before wanted anal as badly as I did now. I wondered how it would feel when he slid that wet cock into my ass. It would probably hurt, but he'd make it feel so good it wouldn't matter. While his fingers fucked my cunt, I imagined his dick in my ass. Owning me like I was his bitch, making me beg for him to pound me till I blacked out.
The fantasy pushed me over and I came on a scream. I was gripping his arm as he sucked my neck.
When I drifted back down from my orgasm, Colin was licking me and slowly petting my mound. He whispered loving things in my ear as he slowly slid back and forth over my ass.
When he released me, he walked away with a cocky sort of grin. "I'm off to work now love! Behave."
I could only nod happily, blissed out of my mind. "Yes big brother."
He threw a shirt on, licked his fingers that were in my pussy and was transfixed by my neck for some reason. But this made him happy so I didn't think too much about it. Just watched him leave with a heavy heart.
I looked over at the kitchen. There was a steaming plate of food and I was suddenly ravenous. I shoveled the food in my mouth and downed my coffee. Ready to take on my day!
It was productive. I cleaned the apartment, did some laundry, and worked out before I showered and got ready for work. I was rushing on my make up, so I didn't notice the huge ass hickey on my neck until I was putting on my lipstick.
"What the fuck." I rolled my eyes and tried to cover it up. But I was smiling when I headed out the door with a pancake layer of make up over it.
At the office, I sorted through models, headshots, photos, layouts, ads, make up artists and costume designers. Some of the women stared at me with pity, obviously knowing what kind of asshole my ex was. Some of the models looked at me with a sort of look that made me want to scratch their eyes out. Instead, I reminded those bitches that I owned them. They wanted to be nothing more than decoration? That's all they would ever be then.
My assistant, Melody, was a sweet Asian girl. Tilted dark eyes that were always exotically and expertly done up and flat blue black hair. Her brain was as sharp as a samurai sword with a body that was slim and slender. She was the one to notice my splotchy neck.
"So you got a new bunny already?" She was surprised, her eyes wide as she zoned in on my love bite. "What's he like"
I grinned. "Wild. Masculine. Sexy." I left out the fact that he was related. "Smart. We knew each other for a long time. He's the one that told me about Dickhead."
"Oh, nice!" Melody laughed evilly. "I swear boss, who knew he'd pull such a fast one? He seemed like such a nice guy."
"Yeah, Matt was a nice guy." I shrugged it off though. My brother would never hurt me. I saw the look in his eyes when he told me he loved me. He looked like he would follow me wherever I went...even into the forever.
"Oh my..." Melody started fixing her blouse, pulling it lower. "I think we have a new client on the way ma'am. Eyes up!"
