I lay in my bed writing in my diary. I was writing excitedly about what was going to happen tomorrow. I was going to finally see my brother. When I was seven and Max was eleven, our parents split up. My dad had moved to Chicago and taken Max with him. Now thirteen years later Max was finally coming out to visit. I was graduating college and sent him an invitation to stay for the ceremony and to spend the summer with me. It took some begging, but my mom had finally given me the address to where they lived. I didn't really care about my dad. It was his fault Max and I had been separated for so long in the first place. I wasn't too fond of my mom either though, because she took part in our separation too. We were always arguing and rarely agreed on anything. I sometimes got angry when people told me I looked like my mother. It wasn't that my mom was ugly or anything but I just didn't like to be associated with her too much. I got my mother's long brown hair, chocolate brown eyes, 5'5 height and large 36c breasts. Fortunately I exercised regularly and never went higher than a size nine. A knock on my bedroom door jerked me from my thoughts.
"What?"
"Megan? We need to talk." My mom said opening the door.
Sighing I put my diary under my pillow.
"What do you want mom?" I said rolling my eyes.
"I just needed to let you know what time your brother's plane will land tomorrow morning. You have to go pick him up at eleven o' clock at Angel's Airlines."
"Okay. Can you leave now? I'm busy." I said turning back around.
I heard my mother shut the door behind me. Rolling over on my back I grinned widely. My brother was coming tomorrow. I couldn't wait.
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I looked at myself in the mirror one last time. I wanted to look nice for when Max saw me. My hair was loose falling silkily down my back. My light blue shirt and black hip hugger jeans molded my body nicely. I had put on some make up but not too much. I put on my light blue sandals and smiled happily at my reflection. Perfect.
I drove towards the airport feeling slightly nervous. What if I didn't recognize him? It had been thirteen years; he was obviously not the boy I remembered. Well, he sent me an email telling me he would know who I was so I didn't need to worry too much. I felt a fluttering in my stomach when I arrived. Looking down at my watch I saw I was right on time. I bit my lip looking around when people started to come through the gate. I turned from left to right hoping I would know who he was. Before I could turn back to the door, a pair of strong arms wrapped around my waist pulling my back against a hard chest. I gasped.
"Hey, lil sis." A deep husky voice whispered in my ear.
I shivered slightly. Turning around in his arms I faced him. My breath caught in my throat when I looked up at him. His hair was a dark shade of brown which he brushed forward and spiked up at the end. He had amber eyes and full lips. Pulling away slightly I took in his short sleeved black shirt, which showed off his muscled arms nicely. His khaki pants made him look sexy as hell.
"H-hi Max. My you've grown a lot since the last time I saw you."
Max gave me a cute-half grin. God, the man had dimples. He looked me up and down before meeting my eyes.
"You too." Max said licking his lips.
I got a sudden image of Max licking me all over. I felt my nipples harden tightly. Max noticed and grinned wickedly at me. Grabbing his duffel bag from the floor Max took my hand. He kissed my palm before heading out of the airport.
During the drive I couldn't help but flirt a little. I knew he was my brother so nothing more could come of it but a little flirting never hurt anyone. Max seemed to be enjoying it because he flirt right back. We talked about everything from our parents to girlfriends.
"So, tell me Meg. You have a boyfriend?"
"I uh, no not right now."
He looked at me for a long time. I squirmed a little in the driver's seat.
"What?" I said finally looking at him.
His amber eyes darkened a little. He gave me a bad boy grin before responding.
"A beautiful girl like you without a boyfriend? That's a little hard to believe."
I bit my lip.
"Yeah, well. I've only had one boyfriend my entire life. I'm a little shy when I talk to boys."
"You, shy?"
I laughed at the look of disbelief on his face.
"Yeah I'm shy. Guys are a too complicated to understand. You never know what they're thinking."
"What's complicated? The first thing a guy thinks about when he looks at you is how's he gonna get you somewhere he can fuck you."
"Really?"
Max nodded with a cute smirk on his face. I glanced at him and bit my lip slowly
I stopped at the red light a block before my house. "Did you?" I couldn't help but ask.
Max turned to look at me and grinned. I gripped the wheel tightly finding my nails suddenly very interesting.
"Look at me sweetheart."
I glanced at him once then looked back down at my nails. He laughed before reaching over and turning my head so I looked into his eyes.
"You really wanna know what I thought?"
I nodded slowly.
"Once I tell you there's no going back."
I nodded again faster this time.
He flashed me another smile.
"Well, first I couldn't believe such a hot girl was my sister. Then I thought I was definitely going to hell."
"Why?"
"When you turned around to look at me and smiled, I got the sudden image of your beautiful mouth wrapped around my cock. I couldn't stop myself from thinking about how good your nipples would feel in my mouth or how much fun I'd have eating you out. I wondered if you liked it hard and rough, if you were a screamer."
I knew my panties were drenched. As he spoke I imagined doing all those things with him. Well, apparently we were both going to hell. Taking a deep breath I tried to calm my body down. A honk from the car behind us jerked me out of my thoughts and I looked up to see the light was green. I drove to my house and got out of the car quickly before he noticed my nipples straining the fabric of my shirt.
"Mom! We're here!" I yelled up the stairs.
My mom came down the stairs.
"Hello Max. Wow look how big you've gotten. You're all grown up. How tall are you? Six feet?"
Max grinned making my stomach flutter.
"I'm 6'3."
"I'm happy you're here. Megan's been talking about you since you said you'd be here for her graduation. She was so excited."
"Really?" Max said smirking at me.
"Yes. Well, it's nice seeing you sweetie."
My mom gave him a quick hug before heading back upstairs to her room.
"Sorry. My mom's got the best manners." I said sarcastically.
Max tilted his head to the side studying me. He walked over to me and leaned in close so our mouths were millimeters apart. I closed my eyes briefly feeling his warm breath on my lips.
"You wanna show me my room sis?"
I nodded and moved towards the stairs. Max picked up his bag and followed. I could feel Max's eyes on my ass as I walked up the stairs. I swayed it a little bit more for him. When we reached the top I opened the door to the room directly next to mine. Max walked in and put his duffel on the bed.
"This'll be your room for the rest of the summer." I said smiling. "My room's next door."
"Can I see it?"
"Yeah. Come on."
I took him to my room. I walked in and sat on my bed.
"This is my room." I said waving my hand.
Max closed the door and leaned against it with his arms crossed. He checked me out slowly stopping at my breasts before looking at my face.