"How is it? Does it look good?" Lily smiled even more playfully, opening her collar a bit more, exposing her shoulders.
Ryan felt the warmth of her body pressing against his, her plump breasts brushing against him through her bra. The sensation was both tender and electrifying.
"Sister, if you keep teasing me like this, I might not be able to hold back..." Ryan warned, his voice strained.
Lily's face flushed, her eyes filled with a mix of eagerness and conflict. She had always felt a special connection with her brother, but it wasn't until she saw him with other women that she realized the depth of her feelings. The possessiveness she felt, the jealousy—it was undeniable.
"Really? Then come and try it..." Lily whispered, her face red as she hugged Ryan tightly.
