Cassandra Clare owns the rights to the Mortal Instrument characters, not me.

Pink lips on sunkissed skin, thin fingers running through golden locks, firey hair splayed out on white sheets. His rustic, pinewood aroma drifting through the air, drowning us in it's sweet scent. His hands were everywhere, running down my body. Wherever his hands went his lips soon followed, trailing sloppy yet sweet kisses in their wake. I could feel my cheeks redden, my lips part in pure ecstasy, my back started to arch as he kissed my stomach…My hooded eyes locked with his blazing ones.

"Baby, I can't wait to fuck the shit out of you" he growled as he ran his tongue down my hip, his strong hands pulling my thighs closer to him.

"Fuck" I moaned, pulling at his soft hair.

"Don't tease me like that Jace"

..Jace

Flushed, I sat up in bed. My fingers reached up to catch the thin trickle of blood on my lips, swollen from me biting them in my sleep.

Last night was the fifth time this month I've had this dream, me writhing on a bed with the one person I shouldn't be with.

My forbidden fruit, my brother's best friend.

My older brother Sebastian had met Jace in middle school. At first they were supposed to fight each other over something miniscule, but after they roughed each other up they then bonded by the end of recess.

It was clear to see why the two of them would be friends, Like Sebastian, Jace was always working out. I would often catch the two of them leaving the house in their workout gear, laughing as they talked about girls and boosting about how much they lift.

I suppose there was another reason why they were so close too, Jace was one of the only people Sebastian told about my father leaving our mother while we were young. Although our parents split on amicable terms, it was still a fresh wound for him for some reason, I was fortunate enough to be too young to remember.

As a result of how close they are, Jace was always at our house with Sebastian. Over the years I've gotten used to him being there, sometimes I would chill on the couch with them, sit by the pool while they threw a football around.

I always knew that Jace was attractive. When Sebastian and Jace first started being friends, I was in fifth grade and they were in 7th. I remember that bumbling, feisty fifth grader Clary would always run up and give Jace a noogie, screaming with laughter as he chased me around the house.

As we grew older though, things were different. I slowly stopped hanging out with him and my brother when he came over. Usually when Seb brought Jace over they would keep to their own, and I would as well. Both of them had just started their junior year at the college in our hometown and since I was only a freshman there, so our circles didn't link up as much.

But still, I couldn't ignore the fact that Jace had grown up nicely. I remember the first day I realized I wanted him. Seb, him and a couple of their soccer teammates went swimming in our pool.

I'd be blind not to notice the water droplets cascading down his tan skin, slowly dripping down his toned abs, disappearing into the thick dirty blond snail trail just above his shorts. Sebastian must've said something funny because he flashed a brilliant smile, which caused his dimples to peek out as he splashed some water at him with his foot.

I avoided him because I couldn't have him.

I wanted to ride him while he pulled my hair and smacked my ass. I wanted to bite and lick at his sharp jawline as he fucked me without mercy. Most of all, I wanted him to be mine.

..which unfortunately could never happen for two reasons, Sebastian, and the fact that I would always be seen as his younger sister, no matter how old I was.

Dressed in a t-shirt and shorts, I bounded down the stairs for a bowl of cereal. Like always, Jace was already there with Sebastian, eating before they carpooled to class together.

"Clare- why don't you invest in a normal pair of pajamas instead of just my old t-shirts" Sebastian said, motioning to his soccer camp shirt I had on.

"Yours are just more comfortable, deal with it" I retorted, fishing a bowl out of the cabinet and a spoon.

"You know, she could always wear my shirts if she'd like" a silky voice quipped. My fingers tightened around the cereal bowl as my cheeks reddened. I didn't even have to turn around to picture the smirk that was probably stretched across his face.

Don't tempt me.

Sebastian broke me out of my flustered state. "Dude, do you have to flirt with literally every girl you see" he laughed, slugging Jace on the shoulder.

Jace laughed too, and swung his backpack over his shoulder. "Come on man, we have class" he drawled, picking up his keys.

I sat at the counter as Sebastian got his backpack. "Bye Clare- try not to get into trouble while I'm gone" he joked, throwing me a smile.

"Whatever Sebastian" I quipped, rolling my eyes. I waved goodbye to Jace and walked back up to my room-cereal in hand.

To be honest, I felt a little hurt. As much as I wanted Jace to mean his comment, I knew that it was a part of his act. I had often overheard the conversations he would have with Seb about girls, and I came to terms with the fact that he was a womanizer, which was another reason why we could never be together. That, and I knew he just didn't see me in a sexual light due to Seb. It stung a little to say the least.

Sighing, I raked my hands through my tangled hair. Today was going to be a long day.