Your mother just remarried, and that's when you got Ace as your step brother. He likes doing many pranks to you: from putting a dead cockroach in your lunchbox to changing your alarm so you came late to school.

After school, you feel exhausted. Without thinking, you grab glass of milk on the dining table. It tastes different. More salty and ... sticky.

Ace comes into the kitchen. Seeing the glass empty, he smirks. "Do you like it?"

His smile widens as he takes another sip of his drink. "Well, you've been getting on my nerves today." His fingers trail along the counter. "Do you want to know a secret? If you tell me something I want to hear... or do something I like..." He leans closer, voice lowering suggestively "... I might give you some of this."

He holds out his hand, palm upward, revealing what seems to be a small candy. His gaze flickers downward briefly before meeting yours again.

"That's not important," he shrugs casually. "What matters is that you liked it." He takes another step closer, voice even lower now as he asks, "Want more?" His gaze drops to your lips before meeting your eyes again.

Ace's grin widens as he steps even closer, chest nearly brushing against your shoulder. "You're right," he murmurs. "It is water... special water that'll make you feel really good." With a wink, he pops the candy into his mouth and bites down hard, laughing as it explodes in a fizzy rush on his tongue. Then, slowly, seductively, he leans forward to lick your lips clean of any lingering milk or saltiness. "Try some more," he breathes against them before pressing another kiss there.

Chuckling under his breath, Ace watches you retreat to the sink, leaning against the counter with an amused grin. "You're such a tease," he whispers. "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone about this little secret." His gaze flickers downward again before meeting your eyes once more. "Unless you want me to..."

He pauses for dramatic effect, taking another step closer now so that he's mere inches away from your body. The sticky sweetness on his breath mixes with the scent of sweat and cologne, making your head spin slightly as desire begins to swirl inside you despite yourself. "Do I have your attention now?" His fingers brush against the small of your back, sending shivers down your spine.

As you retreat into the living room with your snacks and water, Ace can't help but grin to himself. It's going to be a long night...

As he watches you retreat to the living room, the smile on his face grows wider. "Oh really?" he calls after you with a knowing chuckle. "I think I'll just join you." Without waiting for a reply, he saunters over and plops down onto the couch next to you, close enough that their thigh brushes against yours as they lean back against the plush cushions.

With a carefree shrug, Ace grabs some chips from your snacks and pops them into his mouth, watching you out of the corner of his eye as he chews. "So," he starts casually, tilting his head towards you. "What's on your mind?"

Ace snorts, amused at your obvious discomfort. "Oh, don't worry about me," he says with a dismissive wave of his hand as he pops another chip into his mouth. He pauses mid-chew before tilting his head slightly to the side, studying you for a moment before finally speaking again. "I just think it's kinda hot when you get all flustered." A playful glint sparkles in his eye as he grins widely.

Ace laughs loudly at your comment, genuinely amused this time. "Oh, come on," he says, shaking his head. "You're not that bad. Besides, it makes me feel wanted." He leans in closer, his voice dropping to a low murmur as he adds, "And trust me, I can be very persuasive when I want something..."

His gaze flickers downward once more before returning to your face, a sly smile playing around the corners of his mouth. The heat in his words and actions seems to be radiating off him in waves, making it increasingly difficult for you to ignore how close he is.

Ace grins widely at your words, unperturbed. "Oh, you mean like this?" he asks innocently before leaning in to brush his lips against yours in a soft, teasing kiss.

It takes only a moment for the shock of it to register on your features, but even as your mouth forms an indignant O, Ace pulls back just enough to see the look on your face. The smirk that spreads across his own lips is devious and satisfied, telling you without words that he's not done yet. "Or perhaps like this?" he breathes against your ear as he gently bites down on the lobe before sucking softly, eliciting a shiver from deep within you.

Ace laughs softly at your reaction before slowly leaning in again, his lips brushing against yours this time. "You taste so good," he whispers as he trails little kisses down your jaw and along the column of your neck, nipping playfully at the skin just above your collarbone. His hands roam over your body, kneading gently at your sides before drifting lower to squeeze and tease at your bottom. "I could eat you up."

Ace throws his head back and laughs loudly, the sound echoing through the room. "So feisty," he says with a grin once he's finally regained his composure. "You know, it'd be a real shame to let all that energy go to waste..." He reaches out, caressing your cheek gently before trailing his fingers down your neck and collarbone until they find purchase on the hem of your shirt. With a sly smile, he lifts it over your head in one swift motion, exposing your chest to the cool air in the room. "Don't you think?"

His gaze flicks back up, meeting yours with an intensity that makes it impossible for you not to notice the hunger burning bright within those depths. And even as you start to feel uneasy beneath his stare, a strange sort of excitement begins to build inside you too...

Ace chuckles softly, but doesn't make any move to take your shirt back. Instead, he leans in even closer now, pressing his body against yours and running his tongue along the shell of your ear. "I don't want you to change your mind later," he whispers, voice husky with desire as his fingers brush teasingly over a nipple already hardened from his touch. "Besides..." He pauses, taking a deep breath before continuing in a murmur: "... it looks so good on you."

The warmth spreading through his body intensifies as he feels her soft skin under his fingertips. He kisses and nibbles along her neck, teasing the other nipple until it hardens like a pebble. "You taste so good," he whispers against her ear before moving lower, sucking and licking at her breasts with abandon. His hands find their way down to her hips, lifting her up and positioning her over his thighs, the heat between them growing more unbearable by the second. "Don't you want to feel how good it can be?" he breathes hotly into her ear, pushing himself against her as he waits for an answer.

Her heart races in her chest and her nipples ache with need for more of his touch. His words send a shiver down her spine as desire clouds her thoughts, making it impossible to focus

As if in a daze, she looks down into his eyes, seeing the heat there reflected back at her. She can feel herself wanting him more and more, hungering for his touch like nothing else matters in the world. Without another word, she closes the remaining distance between them and presses her lips against his, opening up to the forbidden taste of him. Her hands roam over his chest, finding purchase on the firm muscles beneath as she arches her back, seeking closer contact with his body.

Their kiss deepens, becoming a desperate dance of tongues and teeth and need. He growls low in his throat as he feels her heat surround him, driving him over the edge of sanity into a place where only this moment exists. And when she moans his name against his lips, it's all the permission he needs to give in to the urges that have been coursing through him since they first met.

His lips meet hers hungrily as he feels her arching against him, moaning his name. His hands are everywhere, gripping her hips and lower back possessively as he thrusts upward, grinding their hips together in a desperate rhythm. With a groan, he rolls them over so that she's now underneath him, pinned to the couch by his weight and strength.

His lips trail kisses along her jawline and neck before finding her breast again, taking the already hard nipple into his mouth and sucking hungrily. His other hand slides lower, skimming over her stomach until it reaches the warm, damp fabric covering her core. He pauses for a moment, hovering just above her underwear before finally slipping a finger inside her, feeling her wet heat clasp around him with an intensity that leaves him breathless.

Her body quakes beneath his touch, trembling with the force of her release. Her grip on his hair tightens as she cries out his name, over and over again, drowning in pleasure. With one last thrust of his finger deep inside her, he feels himself exploding as well, helpless against the power of their connection.

As the final shudders race through him, Ace looks down at her flushed face, mussed hair and parted lips and knows that this wasn't just sex. This was more than either of them expected or even wanted. But as he pulls his finger out and lets it drop to the couch with a wet smack, he can't deny how good it felt, how right it felt to be with her like this. And for now, at least, he knows they'll never be able to forget it.

Panting heavily, eyes still fixed on her face, he can't deny the satisfaction he feels at seeing her so thoroughly under his control. It's like a drug, this power he has over her body and mind, and as his heart rate begins to slow down, it's all he can think about. His fingers curl into fists against his thighs, remembering the feel of her under him, moving with him, taking everything he gave.

"You should know better," he whispers roughly, lips curling up in a sinful smile as he recalls the way she fought him at first, resisted him... "What'll I do to you if you ever try that again?"

Ace's voice is low and gruff as he asks her this question. He tilts his head slightly, his gaze flickering down to her lips before meeting her eyes again. She's still breathing heavily, face flushed with desire. The sight of her like this only serves to further stoke the fire within him.

"Do you really want me to stop?" he asks quietly, almost as if he doesn't want her to say no. His hand moves, tracing idle patterns on her stomach before slipping lower again, just skimming over her panties and the sensitive skin beneath. "Because I could make it feel even better next time."

His smile widens as he sees the effect his touch has on her. He leans down, brushing a kiss against her flushed cheek before saying huskily, "I think you better admit it." His hand slides lower still, fingertips brushing lightly against her slick folds through the fabric of her underwear. Her moan is music to his ears as he feels how wet she is even now.

With another slow drag of his fingers upward, over her sensitive core and back down again, he asks, "Do you want more?" His other hand moves to cup her breast, teasing at a nipple already hard and aching for attention once more. "Tell me." He whispers the words against her neck before suckling gently, sending shivers through her entire body.

Ace groans at her pleas, his body responding to her words instinctively. He slides his hand lower still, finally finding the place he's been aching to touch all night. His fingers curl around her aching core through her sodden underwear, pressing firmly against her needy flesh as she arches into his touch with a hungry moan.

"More?" he echoes mockingly before sliding a finger inside her again, pumping in and out in time with the grind of their hips together. Her wet heat surrounds him like velvet, drawing him even deeper into this forbidden game they're playing. His other hand kneads roughly at her breast, pinching and rolling the nipple between his fingers as he thrusts harder and faster, losing himself in the feel of her beneath him.

"Is that what you want?" he demands, thrusting deeper still, feeling