I graze my fingers along my sinful lips and listen to the sound of guilt tearing my heart up into disgusting shreds of dishonesty and forbidden temptation. The tears start to trickle down my cheeks as I'm still frozen in my trance of guilty conscience. I've just passionately kissed my boyfriend's brother and I didn't even pull away.

"Two minutes you said!" I hear Kyle shout as he storms into the house.

I flick my my head towards him and gaze at the boy who I've just been unfaithful to. "What's wrong, Sash? Its like you've just seen a ghost," Kyle laughs as he takes steps closer to me but I do the opposite and take steps back. He creases his brows at me and stares at me confusingly.

"Baby?" He softly murmurs, his eyes filled with worry and concern. I feel disgusting. I feel toxic. I feel poisonous. "Come here." He beckons me closer with his hypnotic trance on me. And just like my master orders, I gracefully obey. He soulfully wraps his arms around me so I can deeply inhale his delightful alluring fragrance.

"Take me home," I lightly croak as my nose nuzzles around his neck.

I need to get far away from this place as possible. He pulls away from me then lightly pecks my forehead. He takes hold of my hand then slowly leads me out the car like I was the most fragile object in the universe. I don't deserve this much love and attention, especially not now that my lips have been on his brother's. We make our way back to his car only to realize that my Ferrari isn't in the driveway like it was last night.

"Erm...where's my car?"

He looks down at me then quickly flips his head up to look straight ahead. "I drove it back to my house."

"Drove it back? With who's keys?"

"My keys-well its a duplicate of your keys."

"For real?"

"Now why would I lie to you?"

He holds the passenger door open for me as he rests his elbows on the top of the window. My heart drowns in my blood of guilt at the sound of his considerate voice. He cocks his head to the side, signalling for me to get in. My legs feel like jelly at the warmth secured beneath his smirk.The pure simplicity of pain and joy rushes through me all at once as he stares hard at me with his frosty intimidating eyes. The beating of my heart sounds extremely loud, I feel the sudden urge to hide underneath my own perfidious intentions.

"Get in," he softly snarls, breaking the thin wall between my rapture.

I quickly bow my head down and and slide into the car without further hesitation. He slams the door shut and swiftly joins me in the driver's seat. He snakes his head towards me and I can instantly feel the heat he's transmitting through me. I keep my eyes away from his as the fire crawls up under my skin then radiates around my sex. Keep your eyes low, Sasha. Keep it low. I feel him lean close next me then hover his lips close to my ears. I gulp at this action as if I'm not already used to it.

"As soon as we get home..." he breathes as his hand skillfully rides up and down my leg then stops just before he gets further up my denim skirt. "You best believe all this is coming straight off." He tugs on the hem of the skirt before I feel his smirk stretch across my fervent neck.

Even though that sounds more erotic than he intended to, I just can't bring myself to forget about what happened with me and Jacob. His hands around me and his lips consuming every single hidden desire. I wish I could turn back time and just let Kyle go back and get my cell phone for me. Why do I always mess up when something good happens to me? I need real love from Kyle and not just hot sex all the time. Jacob was giving away too much love through his tongue and even though I tried hard to push it away, tiny flutters slipped down my throat then danced around my sinful heart, convincing me that, that was exactly what I wanted. What I needed. But it wasn't and it never will be. I just sure hope that Jacob keeps his mouth shut and Kyle never finds out. This guilt is never going to go away.

* * * *

I glance out the car window as Kyle swiftly parks his Audi in superior style. I catch a glimpse of my red Ferrari parked just slightly inside the garage, looking angelic against the bright glowing sunlight. "So you did lie to me? You never took the car back."

"Well, I didn't technically lie to you,Sash, " he softly laughs as he reverses his Audi in order to squeeze it next to my Ferrari in the garage space. I raise my brow at him and scrunch my lips up in confusion. "I just didn't tell the whole truth." He generously squeezes my cheek with his thumb and forefinger like I'm a little chubby kid in kindergarten. I slap his hand away from my face at the stinging sensation. "Well someone's a little moody today," he teases as he exits out the car the quickly opens the door for me. Such a gent. London's definitely changed him. For the better.

"I see London's matured you up," I tease as I step out the car and his arm automatically throws itself over my shoulder.

We stroll towards the large opaque house and my arms find themselves curved just above his hip. I can feel his toned body underneath his shirt which makes me lust for everything else underneath. I glance at his hand dangling off my shoulder and flopping just above the curve of my breast. Oh he's so good at resisting blatant temptations. Imagine how many muscles he's restraining just to prevent him from taking me back to the car and taking me down right there.

I purposely arch my back a little in a stretching manner so my breast just brushes off his fingertips then back to their original position. "Ooh, don't tease me mamasita," he coarsely exhales, snapping onto every arousing breath of his sexy deep voice.

My eyes shoot with glee at his first attempt at Latin-American slang. I tilt my head up at him and stretch my lips up to a huge grin with my eyes burning with joy at my hot boyfriend. His cheeks burn bright scarlet only for a second before he moves his gaze away from mine. "I've been erm...practising," he shrugs.

"That is so cute."

"Besides. I need some new names that I can call you for when I'm f*cking you in my bed," he attempts to mumble with a little smirk taking place on his twitching lips.

My jaw hangs low at this typical Kyle behaviour and I soak in everything I've been missing for the past month or so. "Sorry? What did you say?" I bring my ear closer to his face in a gesture to 'speak up'.

"Hm? What did you hear?" He pretends to act baffled and looks around the deserted grand houses around us. I hate it when he backfires with that line which tempts me to just say it. But I don't want to give into him that easily. He knows exactly what he's doing, and damn he's good at it. Quickly! Change the subject!

"You think it was a good idea to leave Tasha at the Bakers?" Malachi is still the creep I knew him to be. I don't think he ever sleeps let alone blink. At all. He creeps me out more and more each time. I would really love to know which hole he crawled out of. Because he is far from normal.

"Of course it was. I want you all to myself, remember?" he huskily whispers as he pushes the door open and beckons me in with his alluring stare. I make my way to sit on the sofa as he swiftly shuts the door behind me with hunger and lust filled in his eyes. "What's the matter, Sash? Speak to me please," he pleads, taking a seat next to me.

My heart pounds at every second his body moves closer to mine. His touch on my cheek electrifies down my neck but doesn't send fireworks around my body. Instead it stabs a wound in my heart and twists the blade around the core. I sink my eyes to the cold hard ground as his fingers skillfully massages my locks. His fingers move away from my face then graze against my sinful lips, causing them to let out a small breath of desire. "I'm just missing everyone, you know. Lara...my mom..." my voice trails into a silent whisper.

"Lara's back in a few months anyway and your mom-well...I don't even know what happened between the pair of you." He softly cradles the sides of my face and lightly leaves soft wet kisses in between his reply, in attempt to distract me. His lips are filled with warmth and bursting with lust. I can't live with this guilt. Its like a disease spreading across my hopeless body.

"The thing is, Kyle. I've done something really bad," I breathe as his lips shuffle around the corners of my mouth, leaving soft trails of delicate kisses all over.

"I like bad. I like bad a lot." His voice is desperate and hoarse.

His dexterous hands slide to my nape, making my body lose control. My sex becomes overly sensitive to his touch. I can't focus on anything other than the feelings coursing through your body, filled with all warm, wet, hot, a sensory overload. I need to tell him about Jacob. Relationships are all about trust and I can't live with this secret. "I've been a really bad girl," I whimper, barely able to make the words escape my panting lips.

"I like you bad. I like you really bad, baby." His husky voice sends ringing vibrations down my burning ear as he softly tugs on it with his vicious set of crystal white pearls.

He leans over me then pins me down on the sofa. He skillfully grinds his furious erection against my fury-filled sex then slowly rides his hand up my skirt again. "There's a lot we need to talk about."

"We can talk later, Sash. I haven't touched you for a whole month and trust me it was way harder than I thought it would be. And now you're here in my lucky presence...I can't get enough of you. So right now...I just need to be inside you."

Even though that sounded like a typical Kyle command. My body submissively deceives me and gives into his hormonal-lustful craving that he oh-so-sweetly offers me, all through the power of his immaculate Kyle touch. His lips crash back onto mine to prevent me saying anything else. Smart tactic. I don't feel like struggling or fighting back. So my body gives into the temptation and my knees rise up from the sofa and split apart so he's right in between me. I wrap my arms around his neck as his tongue swims down my throat, making my hormones go crazy with longing ecstasy. Just as he unbuttons my skirt then slowly pulls the zipper down, the doorbell rings, startling the both of us. Why does this always happen when we get to the good part?

He pulls away a little in attempt to stand up but I quickly grasp my hands tightly on his collar and rapidly haul his heavy chest back on mine. His smirk extends against my desperate lips and he knows how much he wants me but he just wants me to beg my soul out. I enfold my legs tightly around his hips and push his erection deeper down towards my sex as the doorbell continues to furiously disturb our trend of action. Kyle keeps endeavoring to get up but I continue to allure him back onto me.

"Baby, please they're going to break my bell if they continue to press it with that level of aggression," he softly rustles as he gently suckles on my lower lip then imprints tiny wet kisses in the corners.

"They can come back another time," I whisper back as I proceed into seducing him back onto my hungry body. The doorbell continues to ring. Who the hell is it?

"You know, Miss Pierce. Greed is a deadly sin."

"Who says we can't live in one big lustful sin?" Woah! Why did I just say that? Did I just emphasise that I wanted more sex? Shit! That's not how I meant it! Is it? The bullshit that has been coming out my mouth lately is so exotic for all the wrong reasons.

"You're naughty..." he huskily breathes as he hovers his lips over mine but doesn't dare to plant a kiss. He bites his bottom lip and I know I've aroused him now. He leans in close as my back automatically arches at his sexual presence. Just f*ck me already! "Zip up your skirt and fix up your hair while I go answer the doorbell." I freeze, stare at him in bewilderment then drop my chest in frustration at his simple response. His voice is dead serious and there's no erotic tone behind it. The visitor continues the doorbell abuse process.

He runs his tongue smoothly across his top lip then carefully grinds his teeth on his bottom lip with that sneer look on his face before he bounces off me the prances towards the door. I deeply exhale as I feel the fire from my sex lightly begin to die out. I rapidly zip up my skirt, fix out my vest then give my hair a brief fingers running. He briskly unlocks the key, turns the knob on the door and a force pushes itself inwards. My throat begins to burn and my blood begins to boil.

"Kyle!" she screams as she leaps at him and quickly wraps him in a hug. I shoot up from the chair and cross my arms over each other. She catches my eye but doesn't look alarmed. Her arched eyebrow raise in a pure bitchy fashion.

"Lexi what you doing here?" he questions her as he holds her at arms length with a huge smile on his face.

"Yeah. What are you doing here?" I snap, making my tone as cold as possible.

I slowly stroll towards them then take my side next to Kyle. She shuffles her eyes across the both of us until she finally lands them on Kyle. I slide my arm around Kyle's hips again and I just love her insecure stare at the pair of us. I cock my head to the side and wait for her to reply. She flips her hair away from her face then slides both her hands into her black Adidas hooded cardigan.

"Sasha. Don't," Kyle quietly orders and I feel his biceps tense up again. I tilt my head up to reach his impassive gaze but his eyes are stone cold and his eyebrows are tightly knitted together at me. I raise my brow at him then shake my head from side to side in disbelief.

"No its okay. I totally understand why she wouldn't want me here. I'm your ex and she's afraid shit might go down between the both of us. But I'm not here not cause any trouble."

"So then why are you here?" I ask her one more time, making every word shoot a blade out the tip of my tongue.

"Sasha knows that me and you are just friends though." Oh! Do I really? "I've told her multiple times already," he directs the second part of his sentence more towards me with his sinister glare.

"I can't believe you always take her side," I sigh in irritation as I run my hands through my hair then rest my hands on my hips.

I feel my face begin to burn the fire of fury again. Lexi stares at me, her eyes filled with sadistic intentions and accomplishment. Why am I the only who sees me for the bitch she really is? Why can't my stupid boyfriend see that she's trying so maliciously hard to swerve her way into our relationship. Sometimes I wonder if I'm the only sane person in the whole entire universe - Obviously not sane enough. You...Sasha Pierce. Kissed your boyfriend's brother and you have 'sin' written all over you. And no amount of erasers is going to rub that imprint out.

"Who's taking sides?" Lexi questions me, fluttering her long synthetic false lashes at me and pinning on a soft sweet slutty voice to make her sound cute and innocent. But I'm not buying any of that shit.

"Just do what you came here to do and then leave before I permanently tattoo your pretty little good-for-nothing face with my fists." Wow that just rolled straight off my tongue.

"Sasha," Kyle gasps.

"Don't, Kyle. Don't."

Lexi smirks at me before pulling out a a small parcel from her pocket, wrapped in silver paper. "Here. I picked this up for you...Jake told me you were back." She hands the parcel over to Kyle who takes it with gratitude.

"Lex, you really didn't have to." I stare at the parcel then back at the bitch who thought it was acceptable to buy my boyfriend gifts. I haven't even bought him a gift myself.

"Its no problem, Kyle. You know me. Always like to make you happy." she softly whispers with her dark brown eyes glued to mine. Making every word pierce at me and make me feel worthless.

I clench my fists and tense my jaw as Kyle begins to unwrap the gift. My breathing grows out of control and the urge to just slap that evil like smug look on her face becomes more irresistible. He pulls out a Ralph Lauren aftershave box from all that neat wrapping and his eyes become more dilated than I've ever seen them. My eyes bulge out and my heart sinks a little. I guess the bitch is right, I can't satisfy him the way he does.

"Aww, Lex. You shouldn't have." He embraces her into a hug and I just stand there watching the pair of them.

"I know its your favorite," she murmurs as she wraps her arms around him then glares at me with every movement. She runs her tongue across her top lip before Kyle finally decides to release her. Is this my Karma for kissing Jacob today? - I mean him kissing me! My eyes feel like to start the waterworks but I'm not going to let a basic bitch get to me that easily.

"Thanks. I was starting to run low on my old one anyway," he laughs as he places the box on the table right close to his reach.

"Ah! For real? That's why you smelt so...different," she hisses, accentuating the word 'different'.

We stand in complete silence and they both stare at me like I'm supposed to make some sort of speech. Oh! Hey there Lex (as my own f*cking boyfriend calls you) thank you so much for attempting to whirl your sneaky way into my relationship! You done great baby girl! Great!

"You can leave now!"

"Wait not so fast!" I turn to glare at him and he stares back. "I got you something, Lex," he softly announces with a warm smile on his face. Her eyes instantly lights up and my own conscience stabs me in the heart. He got her a gift? My body freezes in my infamous fixed position and I can't do anything now but just wait and see what he got her. "I'll be right back," he whispers as he holds up one finger then rushes up the stairs. Lexi watches him disappear before she turns to me and the smile in her face turns to poison.

"Long time no see, Sasha."

"Not that I want to see you anyway. You're practically wasting your time trying to take Kyle away from me!"

"Ah! Really?...Who's to say that he's not already mine." Her tone is sharp and serious as she crosses her arms over her chest then raises her brow at me.

"What are you trying to imply?"

"Well lets just say that when he's next to you..." she leans her face close to mine like she has a secret to tell me-"I know he's thinking about me."

"But you're not the one who's sleeping in his bed every night are you?"

She stands back upright and scoffs a little. "You will never learn will you. Kyle will never change for you. He'll never become the perfect angel you want him to be. And even if he does for a few minutes, you best believe he's mind is still on his dangerous hot lifestyle he had with me, because that's how I give it to him. Hot and dangerous...And one more thing...you're looking kinda heavy baby...you really need to lay off the snacks. Kyle isn't attracted to fat elephants"