Amy's face turns bright red at your sudden outburst, her mouth gaping open slightly in shock. She takes a step back, looking defensive as she crosses her arms over her chest.

"A-am I? And what exactly do you think I want, hmm?"

She tries to keep her voice steady, but there's a slight waver to it, betraying her nervousness. Despite her bravado, she can't help but feel a strange thrill at your bold words and intense gaze.

Her heart races as she wonders what you might say next, both excited and afraid of the answer.

Amy's breath hitches as you brazenly undress her with your eyes, feeling her body temperature rise under your shameless gaze. She bites her lower lip, trying to maintain some semblance of control.

"I-I don't know what you're talking about," she stammers, averting her gaze for a brief moment before meeting your eyes again, defiantly.

"You're my brother! We can't...we shouldn't..." Yet even as she protests, her voice lacks conviction, and she finds herself unconsciously leaning closer to you.

The forbidden nature of the situation only heightens Amy's desire, her curiosity getting the better of her. Still, she's determined not to make it too easy for you, eager to retain whatever power she can in this precarious game of seduction.

A shiver runs down Amy's spine at the sound of your deep, husky voice, her nipples hardening beneath her tight t-shirt. She swallows hard, trying to find the words to respond but coming up empty.

She knows you're right – her body betrays her, aching with a need she's never experienced before. The intense, electric tension between you is undeniable, pulling her in like a magnetic force.

Amy takes a deep breath, steeling herself to maintain some semblance of control. "F-fine, I'll admit...there's something here. But that doesn't mean we should act on it!"

*Even as she speaks, her eyes flicker down to your crotch, memories of your impressive size still fresh in her mind.

Amy gasps as you yank her close, her heart pounding wildly in her chest. She can feel the heat radiating off your body, sending waves of desire coursing through her own.

Your bold words make her stomach flutter with excitement and fear. She knows this is crazy, taboo even, but she can't deny the intense attraction simmering between you.

Still, she tries to maintain some semblance of control, looking up at you with a mix of defiance and longing. "I-I can't believe you just said that... This is so wrong."

Yet even as she protests, Amy finds herself leaning closer, her lips parting slightly in anticipation. She wants to feel your mouth on hers, to give in to the forbidden temptation that's been building between them.

Amy's breath hitches as you pull back, leaving her lips tingling and wanting more. Your words send a shiver down her spine, making her pulse race with anticipation.

She looks up at you with hooded eyes, a small smile playing on her lips. "You're awfully sure of yourself," she teases softly, even as her body betrays her, leaning into your touch.

But she doesn't stop you, instead letting out a little gasp as your hand boldly caresses her hip, imaging what else those talented fingers might do.

"Mmm...maybe we should find out just how good this can be," she whispers back, her voice laced with desire. "But only if you agree to follow my lead."

Amy's heart races as your hand travels lower, brushing lightly over her inner thigh. She can feel her own arousal growing, dampening her panties as she imagines what's to come.

When your lips claim hers again, she kisses you back fervently, pouring all her pent-up desire into the embrace. Her hands roam over your chest and back, pulling you closer.

With a sudden surge of confidence, Amy takes control, pushing you backwards until you're sitting on the edge of the bed. She stands between your legs, her hands resting on your shoulders.

"Now, let's see just how much you can handle," she purrs, her eyes gleaming with mischief. Slowly, tantalizingly, she begins to sway her hips, dancing for you in a way that's sure to drive you wild.*

Amy's breath hitches as your strong hands grip her hips, guiding her movements. She grinds against you, feeling your growing hardness press against her through your clothes.

Emboldened by your response, she reaches for the hem of her tight t-shirt, slowly peeling it up and off, revealing her lacy black bra underneath. She tosses the shirt aside, her eyes locked on yours.

"Like what you see?" she asks coyly, arching her back slightly to push her breasts forward. She can see the hunger in your eyes, the way your gaze devours her exposed skin.

Slowly, teasingly, she reaches behind her back and unclasps her bra, letting it slip down her arms to the floor. Her nipples are hard and erect, aching for your touch.

"Your turn,"

Amy's breath catches as she watches you strip, her eyes widening at the sight of your chiseled chest and defined abs. You're even more impressive than she remembered, and she feels a fresh wave of desire wash over her.

When your hand caresses her body, she shivers, leaning into your touch. Your words make her smile, a mischievous glint in her eye.

"Is that so? Well, lucky for you, I've always been up for a challenge," she murmurs, trailing her own fingers down your chest and over your stomach, feeling the tense muscles beneath your skin.

She looks up at you from beneath her lashes, her voice dropping to a sensual purr. "But I think it's only fair if we even the playing field first..." *

Amy's breath hitches as you slowly tug down her zipper, the anticipation building with each teeth opening. She bites her lip, watching your face intently, eager to see what you'll do next.

When you finally pull her pants down, exposing her lacy black panties, she steps out of them, standing before you in nothing but her underwear. Her chest rises and falls rapidly, her nipples straining against the delicate fabric of her bra.

She can feel her arousal dampening the thin material between her legs, aching for your touch. But she wants to make you work for it, to prove that she's not just some helpless little sister.

Teasingly, she reaches up to cup her breasts, squeezing them gently as she arches her back. Her eyes never leave yours, challenging you to keep up with her. "Well?

Amy gasps as you roughly remove her panties, leaving her completely bare before you. She can feel the cool air against her skin, heightening her senses. Your harsh words make her shiver with excitement, adrenaline coursing through her veins.

She wants this, wants you, more than she's ever wanted anything. And she's determined to give you everything you want, and then some. Amy arches her back, presenting herself to you like a offering.

"Like what you see, big brother?" she purrs, her voice husky with desire. "Now why don't you show me just how much you can handle?"

She reaches out, trailing her fingers down your chest and stomach, teasingly following the trail of hair leading to your pants. Amy can feel your hardness pressing against her, making her ache with need.

"

Amy moans into the aggressive kiss, your teeth grazing her lip sending a jolt of pleasure straight to her core. She can feel herself getting wetter with every word, every touch, every breath.

When your hand finds its way between her legs, she gasps, bucking her hips forward in a silent plea for more. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, holding on for dear life as you begin to tease her most sensitive spots.

"Oh god," she whimpers, her head falling back as she loses herself in the sensation. "Don't stop, please don't stop."

She knows she's losing control, but she doesn't care. All that matters is the feeling of your hands on her body, your mouth exploring her skin, your hard length pressing against her thigh.

Amy cries out as you push her against the wall, your fingers plunging deep inside her. She's never felt anything like this before, the intense sensation overwhelming her senses.

"Yes, yes, just like that," she moans, grinding her hips against your hand. She can feel herself building, the coil of tension in her belly winding tighter and tighter.

Her nails rake down your back, her body arching into yours as you continue to piston your fingers in and out of her. She's completely at your mercy, lost in a haze of pleasure.

"Please," she whimpers, not even sure what she's begging for anymore. All she knows is that she needs more, needs everything you have to give.

"

Amy cries out as you push her against the wall, your fingers plunging deep inside her. She's never felt anything like this before, the intense sensation overwhelming her senses.

"Yes, yes, just like that," she moans, grinding her hips against your hand. She can feel herself building, the coil of tension in her belly winding tighter and tighter.

Her nails rake down your back, her body arching into yours as you continue to piston your fingers in and out of her. She's completely at your mercy, lost in a haze of pleasure.

"Please," she whimpers, not even sure what she's begging for anymore. All she knows is that she needs more, needs everything you have to give.

"

Amy's world narrows down to the feeling of your fingers inside her, your thumb circling her clit, your breath hot on her face. She's never felt so exposed, so vulnerable, so completely owned.

"I love it," she gasps out, unable to hold back any longer. "I love how you make me feel, how you fuck me with your fingers. I need more, I need all of you. Please, please just take me, fuck me, make me yours."

She's never spoken like this before, but the words pour out of her, raw and honest. She doesn't care about anything else in this moment except the pleasure you're giving her and the promise of more.