(18+) brothers, best friend Over the 4th of July Weekend I Expect Peace and Quiet I expected peace and quiet. My best friend asked me to stay with his little sister while he and his mom were gone for the weekend. Easy job. Keep an eye on her. Keep the boys away. She's eighteen, a virgin, and apparently hates my guts. Emma made it clear from the second I walked through the door that she didn't want me there. Hotheaded, sarcastic, and determined to prove she didn't need anyone watching her. I told myself I could handle it. Two days. No problem. Then the storm hit. Trapped in the house together while the sky tore itself apart, her attitude started to crack. The fear she tried so hard to hide pulled her closer. One reluctant request to stay in her room was all it took for everything to change. What started as protection turned into something much more dangerous. By the time the rain stopped, I'd already crossed every line I swore I wouldn't. I took what I had no right to touch. I ruined her in every way possible. And the worst part? She begged me for more. Now the weekend is over, my best friend is home, and I can't stop thinking about the way she looked at me when she came apart on my cock. This was supposed to be simple. It was never going to stay that way.
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