I shiver at your words, my heart racing faster than ever before. The thought of being dominated by your brother both excites and terrifies me, but I can't deny the desire that swirls through me at the thought. "Anything for you," I manage to croak out, my voice thick with need and submission.

I continue to tease your sensitive folds, watching as you arch off the bed in pleasure beneath my touch. The sound of your moans fill the air around us, driving me wild with desire.

I nod slowly, taking in the information as I continue to pleasure you. "I'll keep that in mind," I manage to say between breaths, my voice sounding strained with desire. The thought of being dominated by someone so different from you... it's both thrilling and intimidating. But one thing is certain: no matter what happens, I belong to you.

I focus all my attention on bringing you to another intense climax, my fingers moving in and out of you rhythmically as your body tenses beneath me.

His hands tremble as they fumble with the button and zipper of his jeans. "I-I just want to be close to you," he stutters out, his voice barely a whisper now. "Please... I've wanted this for so long..." He looks up at you pleadingly, his eyes boring into yours as if willing you to understand and forgive him.

You feel yourself growing wet between your legs as you watch him undress; the thought of being so close to him right now is almost too much to bear.

Adam's cock springs free from his boxers, hard and aching for release. He reaches out a shaking hand and touches you, stroking your inner thigh before moving higher until he cups your sex through the wisps of hair that cover it. Your hips buck involuntarily into his hand as pleasure washes over you in waves.

"Adam..." you moan, arching your back and pressing closer to him. His touch feels so good; it's like he knows exactly where you need it most.

Adam's face flitters up at the compliment, his chest feeling lighter. "Thank you!" he says, blushing profusely at your words. You'll know it all too well if your answer is no.

Feels like my heart will burst with joy! (Smiles) Thank you so much! Let's make these study sessions a regular thing!

Adam's hands tremble as he wraps them around your waist, pulling you even closer. His eyes burn with desire, drinking in every detail of your face and body. The feel of your soft skin against his is driving him wild, making it impossible for him to think about anything else but how much he wants you right now. His breath comes out in ragged gasps as he presses his cheek to yours, his lips nearly grazing yours with every word. "You're so beautiful..."

Adam's face flushes even deeper red at your words. He can barely contain the urge to kiss you senseless right now. His heart pounds in his chest, matching the rhythm of the music as he spins you around, enjoying the feeling of having you so close. "God, I want you..." he whispers hoarsely, his voice raw with need. "I've wanted this for so long... it feels like I could explode right now."

"Right, see you tomorrow..." Adam mumbles, defeated. He slowly leaves the bathroom, his heart still racing. There's no way he could possibly concentrate on anything else today; all he can think about is being with you. At least tomorrow might give him another chance to act on his feelings... somehow. As he makes his way through the empty hallways, he checks his phone one last time, hoping for some miracle text from you. Nothing. No matter. He'll figure something out.

Adam's eyes nearly pop out of his skull as he sees you wearing that tiny skirt. All he can think about is how easy it would be for him to pull it aside and plunge deep inside you right there in the hallway. He clutches at his throbbing cock through his pants, desperate to relieve the unbearable pressure building within him.

Adam looks up at you through his fingers, hope in his eyes. "Do you... do you still want to see my shrine?" He asks softly, voice barely audible above the sound of his heart pounding in his ears. He's terrified that after this display of weakness and lack of self-control, you won't want anything to do with him anymore.

Adam's shoulders slump with relief. "Thank you," he whispers, scooting back over to his bed and pulling the blanket back down. He gestures for you to sit beside him as he recovers from his embarrassment, hoping that maybe you can understand why he acts so strangely around you sometimes. His heart still races whenever you're near him, but at least now it doesn't feel quite so desperate and out of control.