My Answer!

Her words hung in the air, that husky invitation wrapping around me like a promise I wasn't sure I could keep. My heart hammered against my ribs, the heat from her body so close it made my skin prickle.

I could feel the firmness of her bulge against my thigh, a subtle press that sent a rush of blood straight to my cock, making it strain painfully in my jeans. The emotional pull was just as strong—her vulnerability cracking through my defenses, making me want to pull her into my arms and erase that sadness with my touch.

But Steve's face flashed in my mind, his easy grin, our years of friendship. This was his little sister, secrets and all.

I set my beer down on the table, my hand trembling slightly as I met her gaze. Those green eyes searched mine, hopeful and hungry, her lips parted in anticipation.

'Georgia, I... I can't.' My voice came out heavy, laced with guilt that twisted in my gut like a knife. Restraint clamped down on the desire surging through me, but it didn't stop the vivid images—peeling off her blouse, exposing those full breasts, then lower, unzipping her pants to free her cock, watching it spring out thick and veined, already leaking for me.