Kyler Jenner, the older twin brother of Kylie, has been noted as a model, a music producer, and a business man, helping his family navigate through the ups and downs. Throughout his career, he's been able to help the Kar-Jenner family with their com...
The soft glow of morning filtered through the curtains, casting a warm golden hue over the bedroom. Outside, Los Angeles was already awake, cars moving down the streets, people getting a head start on their New Year's Eve plans. But inside, wrapped in the comfort of silk sheets and the scent of last night's perfume lingering in the air, I had no intention of waking up, not when everything felt perfect.
I groaned, burying my face deeper into the pillow as Stassie shifted beside me. She was warm, soft, and undeniably awake, something I definitely learned to love even more.
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STASS: "Ky." She whispered, her fingers tracing along my bare shoulder, thanks to my tank top, before she dipped under the covers, pressing her body against mine. "Baby, wake up."
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KYLER: I let out a low grumble, tightening my arm around her waist, pulling her even closer. "No. Sleep." My voice was rough, thick with exhaustion.
STASS: She giggled, and I felt her lips press a teasing kiss to my shoulder. "It's almost noon, lazy."
KYLER: "Still early."
STASS: She laughed again, her lips trailing up my neck, her breath warm against my skin. "You are impossible in the morning, you know that?" She murmured before pressing a slow, deliberate kiss just beneath my jaw, the spot she knew drove me insane.
KYLER: I groaned, shifting slightly, my grip on her tightening. "You're evil."
STASS: She smirked against my skin. "And you love it."
Her fingers slipped beneath the sheets, tracing light, torturous patterns down my chest, then lower. My body stirred, betraying my resolve to sleep, and she knew it. I could hear the satisfaction in her soft hum as she pressed her body against mine, letting me feel every inch of her warmth.
KYLER: "You're really not gonna let me sleep, huh?" I muttered, finally cracking one eye open.
STASS: Stass hovered over me, her dark waves spilling over her shoulders, her lips curling into a knowing smirk. "Why would I when we can have some fun?"
