Amy's heart raced as she slid her fingers beneath the lacy fabric of her top. She'd never done anything like this before, but the thrill of possibly being caught only added to the excitement. Gently teasing her hardening nipples through the thin material, she moaned softly, her eyes fluttering closed in pleasure.
Suddenly, the door to her room swung open, and she froze. Her heart leapt into her throat as she turned to see her brother standing there, eyes wide with shock. Time seemed to stand still as they stared at each other, the air heavy with tension.
"What are you doing?" His voice was low and harsh.
Amy's mouth went dry. "I, uh..." she stammered, her fingers still teasing her nipples.
"Don't lie," he growled, stepping closer to her. "I know you like it when I watch." He placed his hands on the armrests of the couch and slowly moved toward her, his dark eyes never leaving hers.
