[MATURE CONTENT]
"This is so wrong," I mustered the energy to say. "We shouldn't be doi-" my words faltered as my body almost gave out, unable to bear his intoxicating assault on my neck.
"You know you want me," he said, drawing his head back up so...
"You fight how much you want me to fuck you and it drives you insane."
Mila Valentine has been best friends with Camila Westbrook for as long as she can remember. Ever since she'd been saved by the little fire cracker from some bullies, they'd stuck together through thick and thin. Neither one would ever think of betraying the other, of being without the other.
Which was exactly the reason Mila kept far, far away from her sex on legs, intoxicatingly handsome brother. She'd agree that he was attractive. Who wouldn't? But she didn't let her mind wander to what it'd be like with him— her fingers tangled in his dark hair, his athletic body pressed against her's, those hands running along every inch of her skin... she wouldn't dare.
It becomes difficult, however, when it seems wherever she turns, he's there looking mouthwatering.
She knows she shouldn't, couldn't... but god, he made it look tempting.
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this story is intended for those 18+ (let's be real, I know some of y'all won't be. fuck, even I'm not '18+') it's a guideline.
not to be taken too seriously idk how long it'll take to be completed yet distinctly sexy from the outset
