<span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'">Caillen inhaled sharply as she felt something hit her thigh. Her brother was positively endearing and the way he kept pulling her closer to him was intoxicating. She bit her lip as he whispered to her, sweet and calm. "Maybe this was what it was," she murmured, fingers sliding into her brother's silver hair. "I- I want to see what it's like, but it's not right though. This is wrong." She gulped, her fingers lingering on his neck and the back of his ears. If her parents found out she was doing some weird thing to him, or air, in their case, she'd probably be shipped off to some stupid mental asylum for having a sexual addiction with nothing. <br/>
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"I feel strangely satisfied that I want to and I know you want to as well. When did this happen though? I've never felt this way towards you. Did you feel this before?"<br/>
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Caillen couldn't look his way, embarrassment etched into her features. It took all of her will not to reach down and touch his cock, stroke it, hear him moan her name. She shivered at the thoughts, curiosity grasping her mind. She bit her lip, hands trailing down her brother's arms, her desire only being fueled further. Caillen's eyes glanced over at his lips, fingers lightly touching the bottom of his lips and teasing him a little. She moved in, hot breath on him when her mother called for her downstairs. She groaned in frustration and reluctantly pulled away from Eric.<br/>
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"I'm sorry, I'll be back. I just need to help Mom with something real quick. Feel free to look around the house, touch things, I suppose. Um, well, yeah. Just be careful." She pulled a strand of hair behind her ear, goosebumps crawling up her back. If he really felt that way, there was no telling what would happen next. Caillen bit her lip and left her room to walk downstairs to the kitchen. These lustful feelings were new to her. She licked her lips and  her hand squeezed her breasts, longing for his touch, and a part of her also wondered why these feelings for her brother were surfacing. Had something happened between them in the past that she'd forgotten about?<br/>
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"I'm here, Mom." She entered the kitchen, silently hoping that Eric had followed. Just the idea of him watching her every move sent shivers up her body. <br/>
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"Do the dishes. You didn't do them last night. Your father and I will be going out with some friends. Make sure to sweep as well. We'll be back early in the morning, okay?"<br/>
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"Okay." <br/>
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Caillen ran her hands through her hair as her Mom left and she closed her eyes. How on Earth would she remotely be able to focus with her brother floating around? </span>