Brother Asked to Correct Bratty Sis Ch. 18 - Sex Stories

Brother Asked to Correct Bratty Sis Ch. 18

... marry her. The best part Nick didn't have a problem with her have sex with Lee, nor she with him having sex with his sister Vicky. She couldn't keep from smiling thinking about the future.

"Knock..knock." The knocking on the door woke Nick up and he mumbled, "I bet we're late for breakfast....I should have set the alarm," he chuckled softly. Giving Ava's breasts a squeeze and a kiss on the neck, "Sex will have to wait," he whispered.

Ava had to put a hand over her mouth to keep from giggling as Nick rolled out of bed. His boxers were tented as he walked over to the door. He cracked it open and I heard him say, "Sorry we over slept, we'll be down shortly."

I heard Mr. Dalton chuckle and say, "Believe me son I would like to still be in bed too, but your Mom insisted on breakfast. It's 8:30 and breakfast should be ready in about 30 minutes."

Nick laughed, "At least it's not her usual 6:30 breakfast time. We will be downstairs in a few minutes," and closed the door.

I sat up in bed after he closed the door, "Does she always fix breakfast early every morning," I said, teasing.

"Yes if it's a work day, but weekends not so much," he laughed, "weekends are pretty much every man for himself. I usually on weekends just have coffee and cereal."

Pulling me out of bed he hugged me and popped me on the butt, "Now get ready this is all your fault we're having to get up and have breakfast," he chuckled.

"Thanks, that really makes me feel better," I pouted as I walked ...

... toward the bathroom.

Grabbing me and spinning me around, "Did I tell you how beautiful you are and how sexy you look in that nightgown?" He said with a sly grin as he held me at arms length. "I really enjoyed dressing you last night, I must say my Dad has good taste," he chuckled and pulled me to him and kissed me.

Damn him he was making me horny with his tongue down my throat and his big hands on my ass. I felt his erection on my belly and when he stopped kissing me I pushed him away. "Stop....we don't have time," I murmured, "I've got to get ready and you're going to make me all hot and sweaty." When I really want to get back in bed and fuck.

Tilting my head up with his hand, "I like making you hot and sweaty," he grinned. Then grabbed his cock, "See what you do to me. When we do get married we are going on a honeymoon and spending the entire time in bed naked and sweaty."

The idea thrilled me and I couldn't keep from smiling, thinking of being his wife and spending days in bed fucking. "I look forward to that, now let me get ready. I don't want your Mom to get upset with me," giving his cock a tug, "and put that thing away."

"Hell it never goes down when I'm around you," he chuckled, "I'll have to jump in the shower and rub one out and make it go down. You get ready, I gave you a shower last night and you smell delicious," he laid kisses on the side of my neck and patted my ass.

Damn trying to primp and put on make-up and fix my hair, he was distracting ...