Chapter 4

Ina When he approached my bedroom, he seemed to be distracted. I don't know what he is thinking, it seems that he is always a little absent-minded. Maybe he doesn't like the tiring work of helping me carry boxes. Mother called us downstairs, she and my stepfather went to buy lunch. When moving like this, it is better not to cook. There are only two people left at home, my brother and me. He asked me to pack my things in the bedroom, and then helped me move the other boxes downstairs. I don't know how to thank him. " Thank you. " " Reading so many books, aren't you afraid of becoming a nerd? " He squatted on a bookcase, panting, and raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead. What a naughty guy. "I'm afraid you will become an idiot if you don't read a book." He lowered his head and took a breath, smirked, and then, unexpectedly! He took off his T -shirt! I bit my lip, my eyes wandering on his well-defined abdominal muscles, I have a strong desire. My thighs were held tightly together, and my eyes slid under his belt. I licked my lips, my instinctive desire tormented me. Damn, this is too bad. We stared at each other for a while, and in this short period of time, I had thought of the scene of myself riding on Harley . I stood there blankly, "What are you doing?" "Bath. In weather like this, I take a bath eight times a day." He turned and walked out. Aren't you afraid to wash off the skin? I sat down on the bed, intending to calm my breathing, it was too painful. I need to pretend to be natural, which is very difficult. My nipples are hard like cheese. I just want him. But at the same time fear filled me. When my desire for him is so strong, I cannot be alone with him. When he walked out, I just wanted to run to hug him to the neck, lie on his back, and hook him to the waist with my legs, just like a koala hooked to a tree trunk. I took out a book and tried to stuff my thoughts into the book. But the book is full of his shadow. After a while, he unexpectedly returned. Oh shit! He didn't even put on his shirt. His hair was wet and pressed against his forehead, which made him look more cute, like a little baby. "Hey, do you drink juice?" I got up from the bed, "Thank you." I couldn't help swallowing. There are still a few drops of water on his sturdy bronze chest, and I even want to climb on his chest and suck it clean. I took the juice and opened the can. Unexpectedly, the soda in it gushes out, and I feel the water flowing from my cheeks to my neck. I was taken aback. His head was resting on my shoulders, and I felt a hot snort stroking my ears. Although I don't know what he is going to do, my instinct allows me not to push him away. His gravitational force on me is too strong. From the moment I saw him until now, my panties has been wet. "Why don't you let me open it for you? Little sister." My heart is about to jump out of my body. " Ina! Harley! we are back." Mother's voice came from downstairs. I bit my lip and ran downstairs. I am safe. Well, actually I just want to stay in the bedroom, lock the door, let him press on me, lick the juice from my neck.