All my life, doing the wrong thing gave me a high. The forbidden always seduced me. But, this was the one time when I actually resisted. And boy, was I wrong to even believe I could. 

The three of us sat together; Dylan and Jess sat on the couch across from me. Dylan with his feet up on the coffee table on his phone and Jess man spreading while glaring at me. I held my gaze on him for no longer than a second when I realized he looked back at me. I peered at the coffee table; the game consoles rested in the middle of the table, eyeing me as the rings on his hands reflected in the already very dim room. I looked back at him again to notice him still staring at me even more intensely than just a second ago. I blushed in embarrassment and looked towards the door.

"So, Jess, what's going on with Amelia?" My brother Dylan asked, still looking at his phone. 

"You know, the usual…" Jess started. "I don't know if it's worth it anymore," he said again as he sighed, still looking at me. 

"What's that supposed to mean?" Dylan asked, putting his phone down. 

Jess faced away from me and to my brother instead. He looked away from me and rolled his eyes. 

"It's getting boring. I have an appetite, and she isn't enough," Jess said with a smirk. 

"Elaborate, please," Dylan continued. 

"She's getting attached, and I am tired of it. I only want her around for a good fuck every once in a while," Jess said with another sigh. "She wants to be the only one, and that pisses me off. My dick has a mind of its own, and it should be able to fuck whoever it wants." 

"So what's stopping you then, bro? Find someone new. Dump her fucked ass," Dylan says as he takes a sip of his beer. 

I tried to ignore the conversation, but it made me so wet. I had my own fantasies too. To be fucked, like an animal. To be used like a sex toy, fucked beyond exhaustion. I wanted to be involved with that kind of stamina and need.

A monstrous need. 

"There's this girl, and she isn't interested," Jess says as he sighs. 

"There's a chick that the Jess Diaz can't charm?" Dylan teases, surprised. 

"The girls that are throwing themselves at me aren't interesting anymore. Sure it's a fuck, but it's not a good fuck, you know?" Jess told my brother as he eyed me through the corner of his eye. 

"That wouldn't be a problem for me, bro. I wouldn't mind a lay whenever the hell I wanted," Dylan said with a chuckle as he looked back at his phone.

I looked at Jess. I could see his sculpted abs through the tank he was wearing. His beautiful brown eyes shot me a horny seductive gaze. My pussy began to tremble as I darted from his pants to his eyes and to his lips. I wanted his lips all over every square inch of my body. 

My fantasies were wild, and I was beyond thankful for Dylan's phone, which was loudly ringing. "Sorry, guys, I've gotta take this; it's my boss," Dylan said as he began to get up from the couch.

He walked towards the door and left the room as my stomach bunched into knots. My chestnut brown hair fell to my eyes, shielding me from embarrassment. I took a deep breath as I moved my shiny locks away from my face. 

"Even your brother agrees. There isn't a chick who can't be charmed by Jess Diaz," Jess said as proudly as he gazed into my eyes at a distance. His eyes looked down to my chest and then to my curves. It looked as though he was undressing me with his alluring gaze. 

As Jess stood up, I followed his movements. He strolled around the table and sat his sexy ass right next to me. I gasped and looked down and around the room, avoiding eye contact. 

He chuckled. "This is going to be fun," he said with a smirk on his gorgeous face. 

I cleared my throat. "I already told you, I can't. It's wrong, and I'm not interested," I said with the minimal confidence I could muster.

He laughed again quietly. He placed his hand on my lap. "Are you sure you don't want to? Others would kill to be pleased by a sex god like me," he said with a confident smirk.

He moved his hand up my lap and near the entrance of my already soaked pussy. He moved towards my face and stopped when our lips were inches apart. "Are you sure?" he asked again. 

A million thoughts ran through my head. My pussy was trembling. It needed to be touched by his fingers and fucked with his hard dick. My vagina clenched at the thought of his dick hitting my walls, his lips caressing my neck. 

My breathing was heavy, and my nipples were hard. I didn't know what to say. 

"Popcorn. I'm going to get popcorn," I said, panting. I darted away from his lips. I stood and walked back to the door uncomfortably.

"Whatever you say, baby girl," he replied with a smirk.

I shot him one of the most annoying looks I could muster. I tried to act annoyed, but the sound of his deep voice turned me on deep down. I ran to the stairs and descended the staircase with wild thoughts spinning in my head as the cold railing touched my skin. I walked into the kitchen. I reached for a cup as I filled myself a glass of cold water. I sipped it nervously, trying to calm myself. 

I tried to shove away the ideas in my head. Not sure why exactly, but it's always just been wrong to fuck around with your brother's best friend. Not to mention that Dylan's always been protective of me, and he definitely would disapprove of Jess screwing his little sister's brains out. The last thing I wanted to do was ruin their friendship. 

I gulped my water quickly and took a deep breath. 

"Thinking about me?" Jess asked in the corner of the kitchen behind me. 

I jumped at the sound of his deep voice. I turned around to the corner to see him there, feet crossed, leaning on the wall. His muscular arms folded into his chest, flexing his biceps. I gulped again. I stood in shock; I didn't know what to say. I walked away from him towards the pantry. As I walked around the kitchen island, my eyes fell to his devilish smirk encased in his luscious lips. 

I opened the cabinet, not leaving my gaze on his eyes. I was in a trance, and I knew I wouldn't be able to hold my ground for much longer. Sooner than later, I was going to have to give in to the tricks and charms of Jesse Diaz. 

I reached for the popcorn bag at the back of the cabinet. Condiments, peanut butter, and cans of beans blocked my view of the back of the shelf. Before I knew it, I could feel his presence behind me. I could smell the delicious perfume he was wearing. He closed the cabinet doors and pushed my chest into the doors.

His warm breath tingled against my skin as he whispered, "Baby girl. Why are you resisting? I know you want me," he said seductively. He sucked my collarbone, sending impulses of pleasure through my veins. 

"Don't call - me that," I said as I closed my eyes, trying not to moan.

He chuckled in the crook of my neck. "What was that, baby girl?" he asked as he nibbled my ear. "Every girl deserves to have her fantasies fulfilled," he continued as he traced his fingers near my waist and under my tight tiny shorts. His fingers touched my thong as he pulled it a bit, as he moved closer to my opening. My body fell into his build, my back against his chest as he whispered in my ear. His other hand moved my top to the side, revealing my bra strap. He moved it to the side and hungrily sucked my sweet spot. 

I couldn't take it anymore.

I spun around and faced him. I took one look into his eyes and then to his lips. I inhaled his scent and dove for his lips on my toes. He responded almost immediately. He kissed me with passion, devouring my lips as his hands moved to my waist. He gripped my ass as I let out a moan. 

He then pinned me to the wall as he left love bites along my collarbone. Our bodies clung together, the heat and passion soaking through our horny bodies. I pulled off his tank and threw it on the ground. 

"In a hurry, are we, baby girl?" he said with a smirk as he panted. 

His face rested near mine. I looked into his grey eyes as he looked into mine. "You're an ass," I said, a little out of breath. I ran my fingers up and down his sculpted abs. I grabbed his face with my hands and kissed him again. He chuckled as he broke our kiss and ripped off my shorts as I slipped out of my top. I stepped out of my shorts and kicked them to the side as he pushed me forcefully on the wall. He slowly went down on me, leaving a trail of kisses from my lips, down my neck, into my cleavage, and down my navel. As he came back up, he reached for my back and unclasped my lacy bra, and flung it to the floor. 

As he ground his dominant body onto my petite figure, I felt his fat dick press against my waist. I blushed as I slowly rubbed his cock through his jeans. He let out a frustrated groan as he stared into my eyes, filled with lust.

Without time to waste, he picked me up as my legs wrapped around his ass. I continued kissing him until he guided me to the kitchen counter. He rested my ass on the table and placed kisses along my inner thighs, each kiss inching closer to my opening. My legs spread as my body naturally responded to the pleasure. He moved my thong to the side as he used his fingers to caress the opening of my soaked pussy.

 "Fuck, baby girl, you're so wet," he whispered, eager. 

He stopped fingering and licked his fingers. "And you taste so fucking good," he said as he touched his lips.

I looked into his eyes lustfully as I unbuckled his belt. As his jeans dropped to the ground, we didn't break eye contact. His pants slid down his waist, revealing his boxers. Still looking into his eyes, I pulled his boxers down his ass as his member popped out. I softly caressed his cock, my fingers teasing his cock. 

Impatient, he brought me to the edge of the table and slammed into me without warning, rockling the island, going deeper into my hole. 

The pleasure was so fucking intense. My vagina was craving his cock. It needed to be fucked, hard. 

Moans escaped from my lips as I gripped the table. I could hear his belt clanging against the table. His hard dick was so eager to fuck me that he didn't even take his pants off properly. His need for my kitty made me feel ecstatic. 

"You like it like that, baby?" he asked as he groaned.

"Ye-es," I panted between my moans. My legs wrapped around his waist as he pounded into me harder. He went in faster, slamming into me, his hard cock hitting my walls. I moaned louder. "Ahh, yes!"

"Shhh, baby girl," he whispered as he hushed me between his thrusts. "We're lucky your brother has a long-ass phone call," he continued with a smirk through his groans. I moaned and held the edge of the table with my hands. My chest arched as he thrust faster. 

He stopped for a second, pulled me off the table, and made me face the counter. He pushed my chest down onto the table with one hand and with the other behind my waist as he slammed into me be from behind.

"You like that shit?" he groaned as he grabbed my hair. My neck jerked out.

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" I panted in excitement. My hands gripped the side of the table as he went in faster, slapping my ass.

"You're my fucktoy," he said, groaning.

"Yes, Jess!" I answered with difficulty through my moans. 

As moans escaped my lips again, he slapped my ass again dominantly. "I'm — go-na cum!" I said, panting through my moans and hushed screams.

"Don't you dare, baby girl!" he said again through thrusts.  "Fuck!" he yelled as he railed me faster. I could hear our skin slamming against each other. My ass against his dick. I held my pussy tight, refusing to cum. "Say my fucking name, baby girl," Jess panted, irritated. He yanked my hair again as my tits hit the table. He banged faster as the moans poured out of my mouth. 

"YES, JESS! RIGHT THERE!" I yelled through moans. "Holy Fuck!" Jess groaned, his voice a little high. 

He exploded into my pussy while slamming into me faster. "OH MY GOD!" I yelled again. 

His hot cum filled my throbbing pussy. Right then, I squirted as his thrusts slowed down. My head rested down on the table as I tried to catch my breath. He leaned close to my ear, still in my pussy.

His dick slowly inched closer to the top of my pussy as he moved closer to me. 

He yanked my hair, and my head moved closer to his ear. I felt like a dirty slut, and I wanted more. 

"Let's continue this at my place, so you can scream my name properly," he whispered under his breath dominantly. 

His warm breath tingled against my ear and sent shivers down my spine. 

How could something so fucking good be so fucking wrong?