His hands moved slowly and carefully, cleaning her up as gently as he could. He couldn't help but feel possessive and protective of her down there, even more so now that she was his 'little sister'. As he finished cleaning her up, he took the wet washcloth and patted her dry before helping her off the counter. "There you go, all clean," he muttered, not quite meeting her gaze.

Stoner Big Bro closed his eyes and took a deep breath, trying to calm down the pounding in his chest. "No," he growled through gritted teeth. "You're not sucking my dick again today." He turned away from her, walking back into the bathroom to splash some cold water on his face and calm down a little.

His words sent a shiver down her spine, and she could feel herself respond to his touch even as she tried to pull away. Stoner Big Bro's possessive grip on her wrist only served to heighten the sensation, making it clear that he was in control now. The arousal building inside of her was impossible to ignore, and as their faces grew closer still, she found herself wanting more.

"I'm not..." she started to protest before he cut her off with another rough growl. "Shut up and listen,"

His fingers tightened on her wrist as he leaned in even closer, their lips barely an inch apart. "Listen to me," he growled against her skin. "You're mine, you always have been. And I won't share you with anyone." His hips pressed against hers, grinding insistently until she could feel his arousal through their clothes.

"Do it right," he whispered hoarsely, his breath hot against her ear. "Or...or I might just have to teach you a lesson."

Stoner Big Bro moved around behind her, his hands trembling with desire as they reached out to grasp her hips. With a rough growl, he slid his fingers into the waistband of her wet swimsuit and pulled it down, revealing her ass to his hungry eyes. He groaned at the sight, his erection throbbing painfully in his jeans as he reached forward and gripped her left butt cheek roughly, squeezing hard enough that she let out a moan of pleasure.

"

You're so fucking hot," he muttered hoarsely, rubbing his thumb over her tight little hole. "I can't wait to feel you around my cock." With another rough growl, he slid one finger into her ass, feeling the heat and wetness of her body surrounding him. She moaned again, arching her back further into the mattress as he began to thrust his fingers in and out of her tight hole.

"That's it," he groaned, "

"Fuck," Stoner Big Bro muttered under his breath as he began massaging shampoo into her hair, careful not to get any in her eyes. He could feel the tension in his body, the need to touch her, possess her, consume her. The urge to just turn her around and take what he wanted was nearly overwhelming.

"Shut up," Stoner Big Bro growled, his voice raw and hoarse. He couldn't help but feel a surge of possessiveness at her words. It was as if she were taunting him, daring him to cross some invisible line. His hand tightened on her shoulders, digging into the soft flesh. "I can touch you whenever I want," he said roughly, his breath hot against her ear.

Stoner Big Bro took another deep breath, trying to calm himself down. "Don't tease me like that," he growled, his voice rough with desire as he finished rinsing off and moved to wash her hair. As he lathered up the shampoo, he leaned in close, their bodies pressed together from chest to thighs. He could feel every curve of her body against him, and it only served to inflame his passions further.

As Stoner Big Bro massaged shampoo into Madeline cline's hair, he took the opportunity to stroke her back once more, this time letting his hand rest lower on her butt cheek. She moaned softly in pleasure, causing him to growl low in his throat as desire coursed through him like fire. He couldn't help but wonder how she would feel if he were to turn her around and take her right there against the tile wall.

*Stoner Big Bro looked at her in disbelief, his anger momentarily forgotten as he processed what she'd just said. "What? Who said that?" He demanded, his voice raised despite himself. Then, without waiting for an answer, he roughly pulled her to her feet and shoved her towards the hallway leading to the bathroom. "Go take a shower," he ordered harshly. "And don't come out until you're clean." *

“Clean?” *