Everything was just as it always had been until I went downstairs with Carson and Kaleb, and there she was, in a light pink frilly bikini. It gave me whiplash.
Laney wasn't my sister.
She waved at us and then cannonballed into the hotel pool.I turned and instantly hurried to the bathroom, where I stared at my sixteen-year-old dick, responding to my sister. It was wrong.
But now, we were both adults. Would it be wrong to view her differently? We’d been apart for so long that we were practically different people. It was like strangers meeting for the first time.
My erection refused to give up. I got out of bed for water. It wasn't like me to have restless nights. Although, when I opened my door and saw Laney's ajar, I knew I wasn't thirsty. I'd gotten up to see her.
I stood at her door, listening for a long moment. Slowly, I pushed it open. Tiptoeing, I crept up to her bed and took in her sleeping form.
She was so beautiful. Being the daughter of a Mexican supermodel, how could she not be?
Unable to resist temptation, I reached for her comforter and eased it down her body, inch by inch. She was curled into a fetal position, cuddling one of her stuffed animals.
Hair covered her shoulders, and I brushed them away, exposing her. Her honey-colored skin was flawless. She rolled over, her dress hiking up over her smooth, flat belly. Her breasts bounced with the movement, tempting me furtherto touch them, to tug one of her beautiful nipples in between my teeth. It would be paradise.
I gave in, reaching for my cock and pulling it out of my pajamas. I slowly stroked myself as she slept. She was everything I'd imagined and more so. Those long eyelashes, those full lips, her tight ass. I worked myself at a torturous pace.
She rolled again, and her eyes fluttered open, sending me into a panic.
She blinked slowly as if in a daze. I waited for her to fall back asleep before darting out of her room and back to the safety of mine. My cock had softened from the scare, but once my door was shut it returned. I slid my pajamas off and stalked to my long mirror. I stroked faster, imagining the look on her face when she saw just how much work I'd put into my body.
All for her.
I knew she'd return to me. Laney was mine the moment our parents met, just neither of us knew it yet. Sending me to that fucking place did nothing. I broke out to find her, and here we were, together again.
I imagined her kneeling down and sucking the life out of me as I whispered how beautiful she was with her lips encircling my length. My eyes settled on the tattoo just above my V-line leading down to my cock.
Laney
And I came.
Rule 5 - Delaney
Get to know the villain.
The blaring alarm jolted me awake, pulling me from my dreams. I sat up and pushed off the blankets, I had to pee.Hurrying to the bathroom, I was surprised to find myself... wet.It must have been a good dream,I decided, before hopping into the shower. What had I dreamed about?
I hadn’t seen Priest yet this morning. I returned to my room to dress and do my hair and makeup for the flight. When I stepped out of my room, he was coming out from his with his bags in tow and hair still wet from the shower. My brain short-circuited for a moment as I took him in. I hadn't realized until now how good a man looked with a few days of unshaven cheeks. As I stood entranced by Priest's emerald eyes, it hit me.
Priest. I'd dreamed about him.
Despite him being ridiculously hot and overly nice now, he was still my brother. My brain began to ache as a memory was trying to creep in, but a mental wall held it back. What was it?
"You look a little too nice for a plane ride. Kindacold, don’t you think?" he said, interrupting my thoughts.
I twirled in my pink mini-skirt. "I just want to look my best, always. Ready?"
"Yeah, one thing, before we go."
"What's up?"
"If I go with you, pay half the room, not tell Mom and Dad, I want one favor."
Anxiously, I waited, "Okay?"
"Don't tell anyone how we know each other."
