{COMPLETED} Desires for her

"It's wrong," I said, but he stepped closer and rubbed his finger on my lower lip. "What's wrong? Sucking my dick or begging for me to make you cum?" he said.

"You're my brother's best friend," I said. He tucked a lock of hair behind my ear. "And the guy who makes you cum," he said, his voice low and teasing.

"This isn't right," I said, lowering my voice. He cupped my breast, his jaw clenched. "Then why does it feel so right?" he said, his tone filled with a mix of desire and defiance.

"Don't call me kitten," I said, fully annoyed. He smiled and grabbed my neck. "Okay, my kitten," he said, his tone teasing and possessive.