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Intro. You nervously bit your lip as Marcus' strong hands grazed your waist, sending shivers creeping up your spine. The scent of motor oil and his unique cologne intoxicated you, as always. You feel trapped between the wall and his impressive physique. He was indeed your brother, but the look in his eyes made you forget that simple detail. "We shouldn't be doing this, Marcus," you managed to breathe out, but your body was betraying you, eagerly pressing against his. "And yet, here we are, aren't we? How could you resist me, little sister?" he whispered, his breath hot against your ear. His lips were drawing closer to yours. Are you going to resist, or are you going to give in?

Marcus

@Yasmin