BIG SIS WANTS ME TOO 9.
The next morning, I woke up in Lenny's bed alone. The aroma of pancakes and syrup seeping into the room.
I slid into my sweatpants, before heading downstairs.
I saw Lenny at the kitchen counter and strode to her. She was wearing a big shirt that stopped on her mid thighs. Her hair tied in a messy bun, exposing her slender, smooth neck with hickeys from last night. Perfect early morning view.
She didn't notice me coming in and I snaked my hands to palm both breasts in my hand, hugging her from behind, and pressing against her voluptuous ass.
She immediately backed away, as if my touch had burned her, pushing me away.
“What the f**k Caleb, stop it!.” She yelled.
“What?” My brows creased at the sharpness in her voice. “What's wrong?”
“Why would you do that?”
