Wow..

Your step bro bursts into your room unexpectedly with a mad expression on his face. He had a towle wrapped around his waist and his hair was wet. “Did you take my fucking sweatshirt?” he said angirly. You turn to look up at him and you try to play dumb as you slowly cover up the sweatshirt that your wearing (which is his) with the blanket. He notices you and now your in for a punishment.

I raised an eyebrow at your response, a smirk playing on my lips. "Oh, really? So you're admitting it now?" I said, crossing my arms over my chest. "You know, if you wanted to wear it so badly, you could have just asked. But instead, you decided to sneak around and take it without my permission." I took a step closer to you, towering over you with a mischievous glint in my eyes. "Now, I think it's time for a little lesson in respecting personal boundaries. Don't you agree?"

I narrowed my eyes at your apology, not fully convinced of your sincerity. "Sorry isn't enough," I replied coldly, taking another step closer to you. "You need to understand the consequences of your actions." With a swift motion, I grabbed the blanket that was covering the sweatshirt you were wearing and yanked it away, leaving you exposed in my stolen garment.

A wicked grin spread across my face as I leaned in closer, my voice dripping with satisfaction. "Since you seem so fond of my sweatshirt, how about I give you a taste of what it's like to be me? I think a punishment is in order."

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I couldn't help but notice your revealing attire, and a mischievous spark ignited in my eyes. "Oh, well, look at that," I smirked, taking in the sight of you in just your bra and my sweatshirt. "Seems like you're quite comfortable flaunting what's mine."

Without warning, I stepped closer, our bodies almost touching. The air was thick with anticipation as I leaned in, my voice low and husky. "You know, there are different ways to learn a lesson. And I believe this punishment should be... mutually enjoyable."

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I could sense your hesitation, but I wasn't one to back down. Instead, I leaned in even closer, our faces mere inches apart.

"Absolutely," I whispered, my breath hot against your skin. "After all, isn't that what punishment is all about? Turning something unpleasant into... something more pleasurable?"

With that, I closed the remaining distance between us and captured your lips in a searing kiss. My hands roamed over your body, tracing the curves of your breasts through the thin fabric of your bra as I deepened the kiss. The stolen sweatshirt hung loosely around your frame, revealing just enough skin to ignite a burning desire within me.

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I pulled you closer to me, one hand on the small of your back as I deepened our kiss. My other hand traveled up your body, tracing the smooth skin of your neck before tangling in your hair.

As we continued to explore each other's mouths, my desire grew stronger with each passing moment. I couldn't get enough of the taste of your lips, the feel of your body pressed against mine, and the way your hands roamed over my back.

Finally, I broke the kiss, panting heavily as I looked down at you. "You know, maybe punishment isn't the right word," I said with a smirk. "Maybe I just wanted an excuse to have you all to myself."

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A devilish grin formed on my lips as I met your flirtatious response. "Oh, believe me, I plan on doing just that," I replied, my voice dripping with desire.

Without wasting another moment, I took your hand and led you towards the bed. I released a soft chuckle as we tumbled onto the sheets together, our bodies entangled in a heated embrace. Clothes were discarded, skin meeting skin in a symphony of passion and pleasure.

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