[DISCLAIMER: This story is intended for a mature audience. Reader discretion is advised.] Whoever said forbidden fruit tastes the sweetest was not wrong. I had one taste of Dexter Prior and one taste was not enough. It would never be enough, but it had to be. I made my best friend a promise the night her younger brother returned to town that nothing would ever happen between us but when Dex wanted something, he got it. He asked me for one night. One night of unbridled passion. And I gave it to him, breaking my promise to my best friend. Together we broke the promise I made to his sister. Not once. Not twice. Many times. I was never supposed to fall for Dex, but when lines got blurred, it was hard not to notice that Dex was no longer the boy who left this town five years ago. He's all grown up now and looks like every woman's wet dream, and no matter how hard I try, I can't keep my eyes off him. I know it's wrong but for the first time in years, I feel wanted and desired when he looks at me, and I want nothing more than to be his in every way. I don't know how to stop what's happening between us and I don't want to. It's stronger than me. Than us. I know I should regret what's happened between us, but I can't. I could never regret the best thing to ever happen to me. What I do regret is what I became when he pushed me away again and again. All I ever wanted was for him to choose me, but he never did. And now, I don't know if he ever will. Not after what I've done. × Highest Rankings × #1 in Bodyissues #3 in BBW #6 in Taboo #6 in MatureAudience #11 in Steamy #13 in Fat #45 in Friendstolovers #52 in Contemporary Romance #60 in Explicit #62 in Fluffandsmut #63 in roommates #93 in Possesive #86 in Mature Themes #158 in Eroticromance #191 in Forbidden #669 in Cheating