Chad rubbed the back of his head, “What happened?”
Mike clenched his teeth, seething in anger. First, he looked down at the surfer wannabe. Then, grabbing Chad’s ear, he twisted it slightly, causing Chad to wince. “Listen to me fucker; if you ever touch my sister again, I’ll end you.”
Kayla smacked her brother in the arm. “Mike! Let him go, and please leave.”
Mike shook his head, unable to comprehend why his sister was angry with him. All he was doing, as he had done his whole life, was protecting her. Finally, he got up and stormed off the boat.
As Kayla helped Chad into a seat, Meredith returned from her task.
“What the hell happened?”
Kayla whirled around at her friend’s voice. “I’ll tell you later. Can you grab the med kit?”
Kayla cleaned the cut on the back of Chad’s head while Meredith finished cleaning up the boat.
Chad winced when Kayla applied an anti-bacterial ointment to his scalp.
“Kayla, I’m sorry….”
Kayla smacked Chad with an open palm across his face. “Save it, asshole.” She quickly grabbed his balls with one hand squeezing tightly, glaring at him. “If I ever hear of you doing this to another girl. I swear, my sorority sisters and I will make your life a miserable hell. Do you understand?”
“Huh, I didn’t do…ouch..ouch..ouch.”
Kayla squeezed his testicles tighter. “I’m sorry. What did you say?”
Chad’s face was fixed in pain. “Okay, okay, I’m sorry. I won’t do it again. Can you please stop hurting me?”
Kayla squeezed tighter just before releasing her grasp. She stood up, looking down, seeing how pathetic Chad looked. “You can leave,” she told him sternly.
Chad quickly got up, grabbed his gear, and moved as fast as he could off the boat.
Meredith laughed after watching the interaction. “Remind me never to get on your bad side. I’ve never seen you like that before. Now tell me what the hell happened.”
Kayla was still fuming. She filled in Meredith on the whole situation while they returned to the apartment. She was pissed at everything and everybody.
When they entered the apartment, Mike was there waiting.
“Kayla, are you okay? Look, I’m sorry, but that…”
Kayla brushed past her brother. “I’m not in the mood to talk, Mike.”
Mike sighed in exasperation. “Why are you mad at me? I was just protecting you.”
Kayla spun around. “I had it under control, Mike. I don’t need you protecting me all the time. I’m an adult. I can take care of myself,” she screamed.
Mike tried to grab her arm, but she pulled it free. Then, Kayla stormed into the bedroom she supposedly shared with Meredith and slammed the door.
Mike stood outside the bedroom. “Kayla, please talk to me. This is ridiculous. I’m your brother. I’ll always protect you, and if that’s a crime, then I guess I’m guilty.”
“Go away, Mike. I need to be alone!” She yelled through the closed door.
Mike turned around, noticing Meredith standing there with her mouth open. She had never seen them have an argument, not even a disagreement. “Meredith, can you please talk to her?” Mike pleaded.
Meredith hugged Mike. “I will, but I think you should leave her alone until things settle down.”
Mike sighed, his shoulders slumped. Then, without saying a word, he walked out of the apartment.
It took a while for Kayla to calm down. Meredith tried talking it out with her, but Kayla rebuffed her friend wanting to be alone. Finally, after a bit, she tried to understand why she was so upset. Was she upset with Mike for always trying to protect her when she knew she could care for herself? Was she upset with Chad for being a creep instead of her friend? Or was she upset with herself for dismissing Mike when he tried to tell her what kind of guy Chad really was? Or was it the frustration of being in hopeless love with her brother and having to keep it a secret? Perhaps it was all of the above, and the stress of their secret love affair was beginning to take its toll.
Mike had protected her their whole life. There were several incidents when they grew up when he swooped in and made the bullies disappear. Some of them even apologized because of her brother. He once told her that their Dad made him promise to always love and protect her. It would seem that Mike took his oath to heart, never failing. Although, Kayla was pretty sure that their Dad didn’t expect Mike to love her in the way that they did now. Heck, even when they were sleeping, he unconsciously protected her. They usually slept in a spoon position, with Mike practically covering her with his body or holding her tight if they moved during the night.
Kayla realized that she had overreacted and now needed to fix it.
The hours wore on, and it was getting late. Kayla tried calling and texting Mike several times, but there was no answer. Eventually, she got ready for bed, wearing a white v-neck tank top that exposed her midriff and laced pink panties. Kayla decided to wait and do some homework in Mike’s bedroom, but in reality, she stared at her book, worrying about her brother. She should have just talked to him that morning, and the whole incident would have been behind them.
A cool breeze whipped through the bedroom, making Kayla’s nipples harden under the thin material. A commotion of noise followed the wind gust. Kayla focused on the voices. It sounded like it was right outside the apartment. Seconds later, there was a thump at the front door. She whisked the covers off and headed towards the living room. Kayla stopped in the bedroom doorway, watching the front entrance.
The door handle turned from side to side before opening. Mike stumbled through, barely catching his balance. A chorus of laughter echoed through the entrance into the apartment.
Mike wobbled back and forth, holding onto the door. He put a finger to his lips. “Ssssshhh,” he commanded to the unseen voices. “You’re going to wake everyone up.” His words were severely slurred.
“You okay, O’Neill, or do we have to tuck you in?” More laughter flowed through the open door.
“Sssshhh, ssshh. I’ll see you guys tomorrow,” Mike responded while he tried to gently close the door. As it was about to shut, Mike slipped, slamming the door closed as his body collided with it.
Kayla folded her arms under her breasts as she watched her inebriated brother. She wondered if this was what she looked like when she came here drunk off her ass during freshmen year?
Hearing the loud sound, Meredith burst out of her bedroom. She looked at Mike before realizing Kayla was watching.
“Looks like he had a good time tonight,” Meredith said to Kayla with a giggle.
Kayla smirked. “Can you give us a moment?”
Meredith smiled. “Sure thing, Sweetie. Be nice,” she added while closing her bedroom door.
Mike finally steadied himself, using the door to lean on while he turned around. His eyes focused, finally noticing Kayla standing in the bedroom doorway.
“Uh oh, I’m in trouble now,” Mike blurted out. He pushed off the door, regaining his balance but swayed while he stood.
“Where were you?” Kayla inquired.
Mike took a step forward. “I was drinking,” he told her proudly.
Kayla chuckled. “I can see that. So what were you drinking?”
“Beer!” he blurted out. “Beer’s good. Foamy. Comforting. And I had some shots! SHOTS!” he told her like a proud child as he laughed.
Kayla snorted, containing her laughter. God, he’s so cute, she thought. “I tried to reach you.”
Mike’s face scrunched while he pulled his phone from his back pocket. His eyes squinted, trying to focus. “So you did,” he responded as a matter of fact while a goofy grin spread over his face.
Kayla moved towards him. “I was worried about you.”
Mike looked her up and down, staring at her nipples poking through her shirt. “You know what?”
“What?”
Mike’s face distorted while he tried to come up with the right words in his sluggish brain. “You’re sexy as fuck, and your tits…your tits are amazing.” He put his right hand on the couch to steady himself.
Kayla stifled a laugh. “Thank you.” She grabbed her breasts, pushing them together, massaging them. “You mean these tits?”
Mike licked his lips. “Oh god yeah,” he slurred. “And your ass is unbelievable.”
Kayla turned around, pulling up on her panties, making the material disappear into the crack of her ass. Then, looking over her shoulder, she wiggled her scantily-clad butt at her brother. “You mean this ass?”
“Yes, oh god, yes.” He staggered towards his sister until he was before her. “Kayla, I’m sorry…”
Kayla put her finger to his mouth. “Sssshh, it’s okay, Mike. I’m the one that’s sorry. I don’t know why I overreacted. You were right about Chad, and I should have listened to you.”
Mike’s eyes went wide. “What? Did you just say that I was right and you were wrong?” A huge smile spread across his drunken face as he tried to do a happy dance but almost fell over.
Kayla rolled her eyes as she laughed. “Yes, Mike. That’s what I said.” She moved closer and circled her arms around his waist, hugging him. Her face lay on his chest while they embraced. “Mmmm, you feel nice,” Mike told her as they swayed back and forth.
Kayla released the hug. “You know, you’re pretty cute when you’re drunk.”
Mike frowned. “Cute? Teddy bears are cute. I want to be sexy!” He put his hands up in the air and tried swaying his hips like he was doing a sexy dance. However, in his drunken state, he came off like a grandparent trying to do the Macarena.
Kayla put her hand over her mouth, trying not to laugh out loud. “You’re right, big brother, you ARE sexy.” She grabbed his hand, “Come on, let’s go to bed.”
“Are we going to have sex?” Mike inquired as his sister led them to the bedroom.
“We’ll see,” she told him, not wanting to burst his bubble. However, Kayla knew he was in no condition to make love to her and was more likely to pass out once his head hit the pillow, which is exactly what happened.
Kayla managed to get his clothes off and snuggled up to him under the covers. “I love you, Mike,” she whispered, kissing him softly on the lips.
Mike’s eyes were closed. “Sorry, but I love Kayla,” he whispered right before he began snoring.
Kayla smiled, hugging him tight.
———–
Kayla’s eyes fluttered open. Her head lay on Mike’s bare broad chest, with her body partially draped over his. She pressed her nose into his side near his armpit and breathed deeply. It was how she started every day when she slept in the same bed with Mike. His scent was intoxicating to her. Kayla savored his musky smell, relishing how it made her feel. Her body tingled at the aroma, and her vagina rapidly moistened. She did it again. It was like taking a hit of a powerful drug you couldn’t deny. Her hand roamed over his muscles, feeling the ripples of his body, while she planted tiny kisses on his chest. Kayla moved her hand over his stomach until it reached his hard penis. His “morning wood” never disappointed her. She quickly disappeared under the covers positioning herself between his outstretched legs. Her tongue found his testicles, licking and bathing them while her hand softly stroked his rock-hard shaft. Kayla took each fleshy man orb into her hand, sucking on them gently.
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