I LOVE my big brother, but don't tell anyone!

Chapter 26

Audrina

"No Isaac!" I shouted while trying to suffocate the laughter bubbling up in my throat. "Down boy, down!" I was peeking at Isaac while crouching behind the island, pointing a warning finger at him.

"What, you think I'm some kind of a dog now?" He snorted, though amusement sparkled in his beautiful eyes.

I grinned before yelping as another dishcloth came flying in my direction, quickly ducking my head behind the island.

After Isaac and I had made a wonderful replay of yesterday, this time it'd been even more fantastic because it had barely hurt at all... sure I'd been a bit sore from yesterday's events, but the intense orgasm he'd given me had been worth every single moment of the pain... Anyways, getting off topic here. After the replay, we'd decided to actually clean the whole house, just to make sure the guys would believe our lie when they were to come over this evening. Besides, mom and dad would be very pleased with us if they came home to a super clean house tomorrow night.

After we'd taken care of the second floor, we'd begun with the bottom floor. We'd already vacuumed the whole place. But when we had started to scrub the floors, I'd not been able to stop myself from throwing some foam at Isaac. The shocked look on his face had been priceless. Then I'd had to run for my life, seeing as he'd bent down and picked up some foam, aiming it at me.

And that's how the 'foam-war' had started, soon also including several dishcloths flying through the air. Several parts of my body were soaked in foam and I could only pray that my white shirt hadn't become see-through.

I could hear Isaac chuckle as I was down on all four, trying to make myself invisible. "Oh love, there's no point in hiding, I already know where you are," Isaac said in a singsong voice.

I quietly crawled to the corner of the island, hoping Isaac hadn't chosen the same direction. I tried to listen for his footsteps, but darn, he could be awfully quiet for being such a tall and muscular guy!

The hair on my neck suddenly stood erect. I looked behind my back and my eyes widened. There, leaning against the island, was Isaac, a smug expression on his face. He threw the dishcloth up in the air, then casually caught it again.

I tried to scramble to my feet, but it was too late. A loud smack echoed in the kitchen and I squeaked, feeling the wetness spreading over my butt. Isaac doubled over with laughter while I unfroze from my posture and quickly stood up. I aimed my own dishcloth at him and with another satisfying smack, it hit his head. Isaac blinked, surprised.

"Ha, guess who's laughing now!" I told him proudly.

Bad desicion.

I hadn't realized he held another dishcloth in his hand, once again aiming it at me. A part of me wondered how many dishcloths we'd actually used today, reminding me I should probably buy some new ones before mom and dad came home.

With a loud squeal, I turned on my heals and tried to run away. I'd barely taken a step before I felt an arm going around my waist and then being turned around. "Not so cocky now, huh?" Isaac smirked at me, pressing my body against the island.

"Please don't, don't do it!" I begged, hiding my face behind my arms while trying to wriggle myself free from his grip.

As always, my attempts were useless. He still held his hand in the air, aiming the dishcloth at me and I realized there was only one way I might be able to get out of this.

Looking into his eyes, I gave him my best puppy dog eyes. For a moment he froze, then grimaced. "Oh no! It is pointless, so you might as well stop looking at me like that." I wasn't sure whether he was trying to convince me or himself, so I just kept looking at him with big eyes, silently begging him not to do it.