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KAI

M y watch vibrates on the charger, my alarm for five a.m. going off.

I blink a few times to get the sleep and blurriness to go away.

Reaching over, I hit the silence button and take it off the dock, wrapping it around my wrist. Isla’s arm is draped across my stomach, her leg thrown over mine, her ass cheek peeking out from under one of my team shirts.

This is how I want to wake up every morning for the rest of forever.

I kiss the top of her head and start untangling myself from her, then get up and head to the closet to get dressed for conditioning.

After finishing up in the bathroom, I quietly leave the room, leaving the door open, and head to the kitchen.

Grabbing water from the fridge, I set it on the island, then start a pot of coffee.

“Do you really have to leave so early?” Isla yawns, stretching her arms over her head, her shirt riding up, showing me her bare pussy.

I need to get to my workout. I do not need to take my sister back to our bed and fuck her back to sleep.

I do not .

“Unfortunately, I do, Princess. I’ll be back in a few hours, though.

” I grab two glasses from the cabinet and the creamer from the fridge.

Pouring myself 8 ounces of coffee and pouring the rest in a glass for her, adding in the almond milk creamer to her glass until the color is right.

“I know it’s not oat milk. I’ll have some later today when I do my grocery order.

” Adding in some ice, I set it in front of her.

“I can buy my own groceries, Kai.”

Brat. Let me take care of you.

“I know you can but you gave me control, remember?” Picking up the glass with my black coffee, I down it.

“That was for last night.” Isla sits down at the island on a stool, pulling the coffee towards her. She takes a sip, her eyes rolling back, moaning.

That moan triggered the memories of the ride home and my dick twitches in my joggers. Down, boy, we’ve got shit to do today. “That was for forever, Princess. I told you, I’m not giving you up now.”

“ Kai. ”

I don’t have time to argue with her about this.

I rinse my glass out and stick it in the dishwasher, round the island, and grab her by the throat, pulling her mouth to mine.

“We can fight about this later.” I kiss her lips.

“Call our parents and let them know you’re here and safe.

If you’re feeling brave, tell them about us.

Otherwise, help yourself to whatever you need. ”

I grab a second set of keys, the ones that have my motorcycle key on them. Sliding the keys to the SUV toward her. “Take the Ascent. That way, you can bring some stuff over before you officially move in.”

“Can I at least have my panties back? It’s not like I can wear yours.” She purses her lips at me.

“Not a chance, Princess. Those are mine now.” I smirk, grab my helmet from the closet and head towards the door. “Oh, and when you go snooping around, the password to my laptop is 03222018. Go crazy, baby.” I blow her a kiss and close the door behind me, locking up.

The weight room at the stadium is busy with other players getting their training sessions in. Set four of deadlifts after a strenuous lower body day has me hitting fatigue quicker than usual.

“Come on, Vaughn. Push through two more.” Says the guy who isn’t lifting four hundred fucking pounds off the ground.

Gripping the bar, I get in position and lift, blowing out my breath, hold for a second and drop it.

“Great form! One more and then you can stretch.”

Fuck you, dude.

One more and then a good stretching session and I can go home.

I wonder if Isla will still be there. I don’t have my phone on me because it’s a trainer session, so I can’t see if she’s texted me.

All I know is if she is, my breakfast is going to consist of her pussy and then whatever I have prepped in the fridge. Mostly her pussy.

With my last rep done, I hit a cooldown run and a stretching session, focusing on my quads. Hitting the locker room, I take a quick shower and at my locker, I grab my phone from my bag.

Isla

Is that the day we met? It is, isn’t it?

It is.

Isla

You’re perfect, Kai. How on earth have you been single all this time ?

Silly girl.

Kai

I’ve never been single, Isla. I’ve always been yours. I’ve just been waiting for you to come to your senses and realize it.

Isla

But you’ve slept with other people.

I shake my head and type out my response and hit send.

Kai

Your face was the only one I saw. None of them ever slept in my bed. I’m getting dressed to head home. Are you still there?

Isla

Yes. I texted my dad to let him know I was here and that I’d be leaving soon to head to the house to grab some things.

With my gym bag on my back and helmet in my hand, I head to the parking lot. I send her one more text before I take off.

Kai

Be naked in bed. I’m hungry and you sound delicious right now.

Helmet on and Posty blasting, I start the bike and head home to the love of my life.

Keys and helmet on the island, my shirt comes over my head.

I practically run down the hallway to our room, stopping before I push the door open.

Please be naked. My hand reaches out and turns the knob, pushing it open, and in the center of our bed is Isla, buck naked and spread wide.

She has a fat-ass grin on her face, her dark brown hair is a tousled mess and she looks like a whole fucking meal, ready to be eaten.

Bon appétit.

Isla is perfect for me in every way. I mean, I knew it before I saw her completely naked, but now it’s a fucking fact. I groan, my hand going straight to my cock and adjusting it.

“Is this what you meant when you said you wanted me naked, big brother?” Isla takes her hand and cups her tit, giving it a squeeze before running it down her stomach.

“I figured you’d want me nice and warmed up, waiting for you.

But you got home too fast.” Her fingers slide between her pussy, two of them diving inside her, pumping a few times before she withdraws them.

Fingers coated with her arousal, she reaches toward me and motions for me to come here.

“Be a good boy and come here and eat your breakfast.”

And like a fucking good boy, I come to the foot of the bed and stand frozen. Typically, I’m the take-charge type of guy, especially with Isla, but something flipped in my head just now. I kick my shoes off, rip my socks off and tug my joggers down.

“Underwear stays on, Kai.” Isla raises her eyebrow, a cocky look on her pretty face.

“Fuck th?—”

Her thighs begin to close, and immediately the words come out. “Okay, okay.” I snap the waistband. “They stay on.”

“Crawl to me, Kai. I need to feel your tongue on me.” Her fingers circle her clit and my mouth salivates. I need to feel my tongue on her, too.

“You’ve been reading too many books, Princess.” I chuckle, plant my hands on the comforter and pull myself onto the bed. Crawling towards the woman who holds my heart in her hands. My entire world .

“Last I checked.” Moan. “You read a lot of books too, big brother.” Gasp.

Between her thighs, I lower my mouth to her cunt and look up at her, waiting for permission. My warm breath fanning over her clit, making her wriggle and her hips raise.

“Say it, Princess.”

“Eat your sister’s pussy, Kai.” She pants.

“Nope, that’s not what I want to hear.” I’ve got to take some power in the dynamic, even though I am living for bossy Isla right now. “What’s that magic word we’re taught to use when we want something?” I blow directly on her clit and watch her tense up.

“Please, Kai. Please. ” She begs, and it’s music to my ears.

“That’s a good girl. Beg for your brother’s tongue.”

Leaning in and with my eyes locked on hers, I take my very first, slow lick of Isla’s pussy.

I let out a low groan, wrapping my arms under her thighs and sliding her down the bed, anchoring her to my face.

Obsessed is an understatement when it comes to the taste of Isla.

Maniacal? Seems fitting, as I’m about to have an extremely unhealthy need to have my face buried between these thighs for the foreseeable future.

“Kai,” she arches her back as I dip inside of her, dragging my arousal-covered tongue up to her clit. Flicking and sucking until she begs me to stop. I pull back, not even bothering to wipe my face.

“You told me to eat my breakfast. I always finish my meal.” I dive back in and close my mouth over her clit and suck. My hips grinding my cock into the mattress, the tip leaking precum. Fuck, I don’t want to come dry humping the bed.

Isla’s legs shake, and she cries out as her orgasm hits.

I keep the pressure of my tongue consistent until I watch her body sag a little.

I pull back, tugging her body to lie flat, and straddle her.

Yanking down my underwear, fisting my cock, stroking hard, moaning and cursing, I come.

Pulse after pulse of cum coats her tits and her neck, and I rest on my haunches, out of breath.

“Looks like you have some breakfast to eat now, Princess.” I run my fingers through the cum and bring them to her mouth. Isla’s lips part and I push my cum-covered fingers in, her tongue licking every drop off.

I let out a breath and smile. “I think we both need a shower before we head to the house and see our parents.”