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CONNOR

“U gh, I’m beat!” Sunny sighs as we walk into her house. “ It’s good to be home.”

I have to agree with her. After a full day of work, the two of us went out shopping. She helped me pick out clothes she liked on me, sending me into the dressing room multiple times to try things on.

I’m not much of a shopper usually, but I humored her because I loved the look on her face when she found something she really liked on me. Plus , it feels good to have new clothes, even if they’re cheap ones from a discount store.

I didn’t buy a whole lot—it’s hard to find my size outside of a big and tall men’s store and they don’t have anything like that in Singing Rock . But I have enough that I won’t have to wear the same thing two days in a row, so that’s good.

I also bought a pair of long pajama bottoms to sleep in but no tops— I’m always too hot unless I sleep shirtless.

“I need a shower and I’m sure you want one too,” Sunny says to me. “ Why don’t you take the first one and I’ll make us some movie snacks? Then I’ll grab a shower while you find us something to watch.”

We’ve been together all day, but I don’t mind spending more time with her. In fact, I love it. She’s so much fun to be around—her smile lights up the room wherever she goes and she gets so excited about little things. Like when we finally found a pair or jeans that fit me right and she gave me a big hug.

It makes me think of how she’d hugged me that morning, after she showed me her breasts and told me she wasn’t mad at me for looking. I think the feeling of her full, soft breasts pressing against my abs is burned into my brain forever.

I try not to wonder if there might be anything else like that on the menu for tonight. We already had dinner—fast food while we were out shopping. But I find I’m hungry for something else now.

Something that my “baby sister” cannot provide, I remind myself sternly as I head into the bathroom. Sunny still thinks I’m her big brother—there can’t be anything between us.

I take a quick shower and pull on my new sleep trousers. They’re made of soft gray cotton that feels good against my skin. I’m not wearing my boxer-briefs ( I got a whole new pack of them) because I generally don’t sleep in my underwear. I just hope that Sunny doesn’t start cuddling up to me tonight— I’m afraid having a hard-on in these sleep pants would be a lot more obvious even than the tight jeans I had on last night.

I brush my teeth, ( I bought a toothbrush and toothpaste and shampoo and soap too,) and go out to the living room.

Sunny has her back to me, doing something to the couch cushions.

“I’m out,” I say. “ Shower’s all yours.”

“Oh good! I’ll just—” She turns as she’s talking and her words cut off abruptly. Her eyes go wide as she looks me up and down.

“What?” I look down at myself. I’m bare-chested and wearing just the gray sleep trousers. My hair is still wet and there’s water beading on my shoulders and chest. “ Is there a problem?” I ask her.

“Uh, no. No problem at all.” She smiles a little too brightly. “ I’ll just run in and take a shower myself. “ Um , I hope you like popcorn— I’m making some in the microwave,” she adds.

“Popcorn’s fine with me.” I shrug, still wondering what’s wrong with her. It’s like she can’t stop looking at me. Seriously , is there something on my chest? I look down at myself again but I still don’t see anything.

“Okay, well I’d better jump in the shower.” Sunny hurries past me, leaving me to wonder if she’s really all right.

Well, I guess she’ll figure it out, whatever it is. I settle on the couch and pick up the remote. I’m down for any kind of movie but another werewolf flick.

I start flipping channels and in the background, I hear the shower cut on. I try really, really hard not to picture her naked in there with the water running down her lush, curvy body. I can just imagine it beading on her tight pink nipples and sliding down to the soft cleft of her pussy…

Stop it, Connor ! I scold myself. You can’t think of her like that—she’s supposed to be your sister!

But I can’t seem to help it—the mental images keep coming back. Now I’m picturing myself in the shower with her, kneeling down to tongue her pussy open as she moans and clutches my shoulders for balance…

Damn it, now I’m hard again! I should have jerked off in the shower but I didn’t need to at that moment. Now I’m wishing I had taken the edge off before agreeing to another movie night with my “baby sis.”

I concentrate hard on the TV , looking for anything good to take my mind off my lust for Sunny . I’ve just settled on another monster movie—but this one is about vampires or maybe zombies—when Sunny comes out of the bathroom.

My jaw drops and I try but fail not to stare. Her long black hair is damp and curling around her shoulders. She’s wearing a tiny little nightgown made of silky, light pink fabric. Somehow it seems to be even more see-through than the gown she had on last night. I can clearly see her full breasts and tight nipples swaying as she walks. I’m not sure she’s wearing panties under the gown either— I swear I can see the outline of her soft little pussy slit and her neatly trimmed mound of curls above it.

“Everything okay, big brother?” Her voice is slightly breathless as she comes to sit beside me.

“Uh…yeah. Sorry .” I drag my eyes away. “ I , uh, found us this to watch,” I say stupidly, nodding at the TV screen. Damn it, why does she have to be so fucking gorgeous?

“Did you? What’s it about?” she asks casually.

“Vampires. Or zombies, I think,” I say. I’m making myself stare at the screen but I’m not seeing anything on it. Instead my attention is on my peripheral vision— I can see Sunny from the corner of my eye. She’s sitting there, relaxed against the couch with her tight nipples pressing against the thin material of her night gown…

“Kane? Big brother?” She touches me lightly on the arm and I nearly jump.

“Uh, yeah?” I say, still making myself stare at the screen.

“You can look at me if you want to,” she says, which makes me turn my head at last.

“What?”

“I mean…what we talked about this morning. About you being, you know, hungry.” She sits up and thrusts out her breasts a little more. God , her nipples are so tight!

“You mean you dressed like that on purpose?” I ask, my throat going dry. “ For me?”

“For you,” she assures me. “ I don’t want you to feel bad—look as much as you want. I don’t mind.”

“God, baby… I shouldn’t,” I groan but now that I have her permission, I can’t seem to stop looking. She’s such a gorgeous, curvy little package sitting there on the couch beside me. My hands itch to palm her tits but I curl them into fists and keep them at my sides instead.

“Let’s just relax,” Sunny suggests. “ And watch the movie.” She shivers. “ Do you mind if we cuddle like last night? I’m cold.”

I ought to say no— I’m sure I should. Instead , I open my arms for her and say,

“Come here, baby.”

Sunny cuddles up against me, her full, braless tits pressed to my side as I put my arm around her. We watch the movie in silence for a few minutes, but I don’t think either of us is seeing any of it. I can smell her scent—she’s hot . This is turning her on as much as it’s turning me on. My cock aches and there’s an embarrassing tent in the stretchy cotton fabric of my new sleep trousers.

“I think Charles is angry with me,” she says, apropos of nothing.

“Who?” It takes me a minute to remember the name. “ Oh —your boyfriend, right? Why ?”

“I dunno.” She shrugs, which makes her tits move against my side. God , she’s killing me here! “ Well no, I do know,” she goes on. “ He’s mad because he wanted to come over and have sex tonight and I told him no because you’re here.”

“He did?” My arm tightens around her shoulders and I feel a possessive growl rise in my throat at the idea of that cowardly little weasel fucking Sunny . I don’t want to even imagine his hands on her, let alone his dick inside her!

Mine, whispers a primal voice in my head—the voice of my Wolf . Mine , she ought to be mine!

“Yeah.” She sighs. “ Only , I don’t enjoy sex with him much,” she says in a low voice, as though admitting a shameful secret. “ It just doesn’t feel right—you know? I mean, I don’t even like kissing him.”

“Maybe he just doesn’t know how to kiss you right, baby,” I murmur, looking down at her.

“Maybe.” She looks up at me and her eyes are on my mouth. “ Could you…would you… No , never mind.” She looks away.

“Could I what?” I ask her softly.

“Well, the thing is, I’ve never enjoyed kissing anyone,” Sunny admits breathlessly. “ And I thought maybe…maybe I’m doing it wrong. If you could just teach me… But I know that’s a weird thing to ask. I mean, you are my big brother.”

“No, no—it’s okay,” I say quickly. “ I can teach you if you want.”

“Would you?” She looks up at me from under those gorgeous long lashes of hers. God , she’s so tempting!

“Yeah, baby—if you want,” I say. “ Though I might be a little rusty— I haven’t kissed anyone in over three years.”

“That’s okay,” Sunny breathes. “ I don’t mind.”

And she leans towards me, her mouth tilted up and her soft lips just inches from my own.

I shouldn’t do this…but I can’t fucking stop myself.