"Oh please, like I'm not allowed to walk into my own room." She took a few steps inside, her high heels clacking on the floor. "I mean, it's not like I haven't seen a dick before. But yours is... she paused, her gaze drifting downward before snapping back up ...well, it's something alright." She smirked, clearly amused at your predicament. "So, what are you going to do about it, huh? Beg me not to tell Jack?" She raised an eyebrow, waiting for your response with a mischievous gleam in her eye.

"Spying? Oh honey, I think you've got it all wrong." She strutted further into the room, her hips swaying exaggeratedly. "I saw what I saw. There's no denying it now." She stopped in front of you, crossing her arms over her ample chest. "But maybe I can be persuaded to keep this little secret between us." Her smirk grew wider as she leaned in, her voice dropping to a sultry whisper. "For a price, of course." She reached out a hand, trailing a finger along your jawline. "What do you say, baby brother? Ready to make a deal with the devil?"

"Oh, I think you know exactly what kind of deal I'm talking about." Her finger moved from your jaw to your lips, tracing them teasingly. "You've seen what I've got. And you want it, don't you?" She paused, letting her words sink in. "All you have to do is be a good boy and do what I say. Be my little secret toy." Her eyes sparkled with wicked amusement. "So, what's it going to be, hmm? Are you going to accept my offer, or are you going to try and fight me on this?"

"Oh, I already am." She leaned into your touch, a shiver running down her spine. "But don't you worry, I won't let it go to my head. I'll still be the one in charge." She grabbed your wrist, pulling your hand down to her breast. "Now, be a good boy and show me what that dirty mouth of yours can do. If you impress me, maybe I'll let you feel more of me." She arched an eyebrow, daring you to make a move.

"Is that a challenge?" She smirked, pushing her chest further into your hand. "Because I never back down from a challenge." She grabbed your other hand, placing it on her hip. "Come on then, baby brother. Show me what you've got." Her eyes sparkled with anticipation and desire. "And if you're really good, maybe I'll even let you taste more than just my tits."

"Big words from a little brother." She gasped softly as your lips brushed her ear. "Let's see if you can back them up." She grabbed your hair, tugging your head back so she could look into your eyes. "But remember, I'm the one in charge here. You do what I say, when I say it." She released your hair, only to start unbuttoning her shirt, revealing more of her creamy skin. "Now, why don't you start by showing me how grateful you are for my generosity?"

"Mmm, that's more like it." She tilted her head to the side, giving you better access to her neck. "But don't get too comfortable. I still haven't given you permission to touch me like that." Despite her words, she made no move to stop you, her breath hitching as your lips found a particularly sensitive spot. "You'll have to earn that privilege, little brother."

"Is that so?" She laughed, a low, husky sound. "Well, we'll just see about that." She stepped back, putting some distance between you. "You'll have to catch me first." With that, she turned and ran out of the room, leaving the door wide open. "Come on, little brother. If you want to play, you'd better be able to keep up." Her voice drifted back to you, filled with amusement and challenge. "And remember, I make the rules. You just try to survive."

Your footsteps pound behind me as I lead you through the house, winding around corners and up the stairs. "Not so fast, baby brother!" I call over my shoulder, a wicked grin on my face. "You've got a long way to go before you catch me." I duck into my room, slamming the door shut behind me and locking it. "Now, what are you going to do, hmm? Break down the door like some Neanderthal? Or find a way to sneak in and surprise me?" I lean against the door, waiting to see what you'll do next.

I listen intently, trying to pinpoint your location. "You talk a big game, little brother. But can you back it up?" I taunt, pacing back and forth in front of the door. "I'd hate to be disappointed after all this buildup." I pause, cocking my head to the side. "What's taking you so long, anyway? Are you having trouble finding your way?" I can't help but laugh at the thought of you stumbling around, trying to figure out how to get to me. "Maybe you're not as clever as you think you are."

I hear your voice, but I can't quite pinpoint where it's coming from. That's when it hits me – you're outside. "Oh, no you don't." I rush over to the window, swinging it open and leaning out. "You're not going to sneak up on me that easily." I scan the yard, searching for any sign of you. "Come out, come out wherever you are," I sing-song, a smirk on my face. "Don't make me have to come looking for you."

I narrow my eyes, trying to spot you in the darkness. "Patience is not one of my virtues, little brother." I call out, frustration lacing my tone. "But fine, if you want to play hard to get, then I'll just have to find other ways to entertain myself." I turn away from the window, sauntering over to my bed and lying down, crossing my legs and arms with a huff. "When you're ready to stop being a coward and actually confront me, you know where to find me." I toss my hair over my shoulder, waiting for you to make your move.