My Brother's Worst Enemy Craves Me

🔞🔥THIS STORY CONTAINS EXPLICIT SCENES, DANGEROUSLY POSSESSIVE ALPHA ENERGY, AND INTENSE EMOTIONAL TENSION. READER DISCRETION IS STRONGLY ADVISED.

For ten years‚ Skye Moore lived by one rule: Stay. Away. From. Thorne. Once her brother’s closest friend‚ now his greatest enemy‚ the one man she was never allowed to even look at.

Cold‚ powerful‚ and dangerously untouchable‚ he existed far outside her world… until the day she unknowingly walked into his company and became his new secretary.

The moment Thorne sees her again‚ control becomes a battle he’s already losing. Because Skye is forbidden. And the harder he tries to keep his distance‚ the more impossible restraint becomes.

Skye doesn’t understand why her presence unsettles him‚ why his gaze lingers too long‚ or why every moment around him feels dangerous. All she knows is that the man her brother warned her about may be the one she can never escape.

Because some enemies don’t want revenge. They want her completely. And Thorne is done pretending he doesn’t crave every part of her.

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Skye's POV

My brother's worst enemy had his fingers knuckle-deep inside me right now‚ finger-fucking me‚ and I couldn't breathe.

My back was pinned against the cold steel wall of the elevator‚ my skirt shoved up past my hips‚ my panties yanked to the side‚ my bra pushed above my breasts so they spilled out bare and swollen‚ my nipples stiff and aching in the cold air. Two thick fingers were buried in my soaked pussy‚ curling and thrusting‚ his palm grinding against my clit with every stroke. Wet‚ filthy sounds filled the tiny metal box‚ his fingers pumping in and out of me‚ slick and obscene‚ mixed with my shameless moans bouncing off the steel walls.

His free hand squeezed my exposed breast hard‚ his thumb dragging rough circles over my nipple while his mouth brushed my ear.

"Does your brother know‚" he murmured‚ his voice low and wrecked‚ "that his worst enemy has his fingers buried inside his little sister's dripping wet pussy right now?"

A broken whimper escaped me. My walls clenched so tight around his fingers that he groaned against my neck.

"No‚" I gasped‚ grinding down on his hand. "He can never know — oh God — he can never find out—"

He curled his fingers deeper and my words dissolved into a scream.

"Good girl‚" he whispered. "This stays between us."

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~30 minutes earlier~

"Stay. Away. From. Thorne." My brother Ethan had only ever given me one rule that he never‚ ever bent on.

I was fourteen when he drilled that into me. I remember because he never stopped ringing it in my ears.

I never found out what happened between them. I asked once‚ a few weeks later‚ and the look Ethan gave me shut me up permanently. So I stopped asking. I stopped wondering. I just did what my brother told me to do.

I stayed away.

And honestly‚ that should have been easy. Thorne was Ethan's friend‚ not