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SAFFA

I was about to cross the line with my brother's best friend, and I was ready and willing to burn in hell for it.

I shouldn’t have wanted him, not in this way, where I wanted the burn of him shoving that cock into my little pussy and stretching me wide.

No matter how wrong this was, there was something between us that neither of us could deny.

Frankie didn’t speak, just stared at me like a predator would his prey. I felt so vulnerable now, sitting on top of him and feeling so tiny as he stared at my breasts.

“Show me your tits and those little pink nipples.”

“Are we really doing this?” I whispered.

“We sure the fuck are, little girl. And it’s gonna be the best fucking thing anyone of us has ever experienced.”

His cock throbbed beneath me, and I glanced down, seeing that hard length tenting his pants.

“Show me your tits,” he ordered in a harder tone.

I slid the straps of my bra off my shoulders and pushed the lacy material down, letting my breasts free so the chilled air made my nipples tighten even further.

“Look at how hard you make me. Harder than I’ve ever been in my entire fucking life.”

“You’re big,” I said breathlessly, doing as he said.

“Got so much pre-cum coming out of the tip, because I know I’m about to finally screw my best friend’s sister.”

I opened my mouth but didn’t know what to say. My face heated, my pulse raced, and I anticipated whatever would happen next.

“Nothing has ever felt so fucking wrong but so goddamn right,” Frankie murmured under his breath. “I have a lot of plans for you—for this.”

“And it involves that banana and jelly?” I teased with a lifted brow.

He growled and reached over to grab the banana. “I picked the ripest one that was in the kitchen. Gonna fuck you with this and watch it mash out of that pretty, perfect pussy I justknowyou must have.”

I felt hot all over, like my body was lit on fire from the inside out.

“You think I’m a sick motherfucker, baby girl?” He growled the question, and I shook my head.

“If you are, I want to be sick right along with you.” There were so many things I wanted to know. How long had he wanted me? Did he want this to be more than a one-time thing? What if our family found out? This would not go down well with my brother at all , because if he finds out I'm done for. their friendship will probably be over.

“I’ve wanted you since you turned eighteen and I saw you bouncing around in that slutty little red bikini.”

I remembered that day. I’d had a pool party for my birthday and wore the littlest bathing suit I could find… in hopes to catch Frankie’s eye. And apparently I had.

“I’ve been wanting to suck on my best friend sister’s cunt for so damn long.”

He groaned and stood, lifted me with him, and spun me around so he could lean me over the back of the couch. I looked over my shoulder and watched him sink to his knees, placed his big, weight-lifting and football-training calloused hands on my thighs, and pushed my legs open.

“Every time I see you, my cock gets so fucking hard.” Frankie slid his palms up my legs, gripped my wide-leg pants, and all but ripped them down, taking my tiny thong with them. I kicked them aside—keeping my heels on—and spread my knees wide, because I wanted him to eat me out until I came.

“I jerk off to you constantly, Saffa.” The feeling of his warm breath along my butt cheeks was so arousing I felt liquid from my pussy drip down my inner thighs.

Frankie groaned and buried his face between my spread legs. I gasped sharply, and he inhaled deeply, then groaned before dragging his tongue over the sensitive skin of my inner thighs to lick up my pussy juice.

I let myself rest fully atop the back of the couch as he had his way with me.

“You’re so fucking gorgeous,” I heard and felt him say, his breath fanning my pussy lips.

“God, Frankie, I want you so badly. Do it… please. Suck my pussy until I come.”

And he gave me exactly what I wanted.

He licked my clit once before sucking it into his mouth. “You taste so good. Sweet and all mine.”

I moaned, and my eyes nearly rolled back in my head. There was no confusion about what I was doing. I didn’t care what anyone thought, didn’t care what society or our family would say about me fucking my brother.

We were both twisted, and it was perfect.

“Tell your big brother's best friend what I want to hear, Saffa baby. If you’re my good girl, I’ll give you anything you want.”