His electrifying blue eyes trailed down, breaking eye contact and going down my nose and pausing briefly on my lips.
I bit my lower lip, hating the way his gaze lingered on it, hating the way my heart rate picked up and my d**k rose beneath my briefs, hating the memories it activated of us both—two young boys, newly introduced to be siblings by our parents, exploring a little too far in the night before crossing the line.
He smirked at my action and raised his hand to my jaw.
"You've grown," he said. I could say the same to him. Being four years older, he had always been bigger, but I never thought for once that he would reach six foot five, with inked arms, clean shaven, and menacing eyes that made my heart throb.
"What are you doing here?" I asked as I looked the other way.
"I came
