Seduced by My Childhood Sweetheart’s Brother

I often heard people complimenting me, and I also knew that I was pretty. But after dressing up, even I was mesmerized by my own beauty in front of the mirror.

I left the bedroom. Sitting on the couch, Colin peered at me, and his eyes froze. Amazement briefly shone in his sparkly eyes before it was replaced by a dark void that threatened to consume me. He stood up and sauntered to me, enthralled.

His eyes were glossy as his fingers touched my cheeks. They traveled downward toward my neck as his thumbs caressed my clavicles. Licking his parched lips, Colin looked like a hungry beast. "You're gorgeous, babe," said Colin in a deep, husky voice. His sound echoed in my ears, allowing me to savor it again and again.

my heart skip a beat leaned closer, and I saw sparks in his beautiful eyes. I knew what those sparks symbolized. I knew what he wanted. I blushed uncontrollably, and

every day. Well, except for the lipstick. I bought it last time when I went shopping. Do you like it?" I pouted my red lips, unaware that this gesture would catalyze the intimate ambiance. I merely wanted

grew taller into flame tongues, incinerating everything until two fiery trails

always do. Let's not attend the party,

couldn't find their favorite spots. In the end, he pulled me into his embrace as he showered warm kisses on my head. His broad hands coiled around the skin

tonight. Everyone is waiting for us." I snuggled in his arm and lifted

he always dodged away. And tonight, I couldn't hold myself back anymore. I reached out and seized it, feeling it as it slid up and down