Note:

This is my very first ever Fanfiction, this story is going to be very sexually GRAPHIC and will be told in 500-word chapters. May be also very cringe-worthy, depending on how you feel about it. I would love feedback and Reviews!

Also, characters will be different than what you are used to watching or reading. just a fair warning.

I hope you enjoy this story!

~ Chapter One ~

It feels so good…

Sweat is trickling down my face, my pulse is racing, I will never get sick of this feeling of weightlessness and pain combined. It makes my body feel alive from head to toe, everything tingles with an electric charge that can't be compared to anything else.

My breathing is heavy and rapid as I increase my speed. Faster, faster, faster. You can go faster!

My feet hit against the pavement of the road. Everything in my body starts to go numb and that's my cue to turn back and head home. I'm pushing myself too hard but I never feel satisfied. I need something else... I need more of something and running just isn't doing the trick.

I jog up the driveway out of breath and exhausted from the morning run. Time for a much-needed shower and some breakfast. I stop immediately when I see Murphy's car sitting in the driveway. I haven't seen my brother since the holidays and wasn't aware he was coming to visit. He's a senior in college and has always lived with his best friend in an off-campus apartment.

I open the front door and slipped off my running shoes.

"Murphy?" I shout into the house, still a little out of breath. "Yeah Clarke, we're in here."

I can hear Murphy say from within the kitchen.

We? Mom and dad are supposed to be gone for the next two weeks for the 4th of July…

I turn the corner into the kitchen and see my brother leaning up against the counter looking down towards his phone which is resting in his hand. "Well, look who's here. Long-time no see. What brings you all the way here?"

He looks up and starts explaining but I'm suddenly unable to pay attention or even listen to the words that were coming from his mouth. I noticed him out of the corner of my eye, standing there staring at me with this smirk on his face. His piercing, chocolate brown eyes travel from my eyes to all over my body. All the while, he still has this devilish grin plastered on his face.

Who the hell is this?

While he's taking his time eye-fucking me, I do the same right back. His dark curly brown hair is messy in the sexiest way possible. He has his arms crossed over his chest, causing his T-shirt to be taught, showing off the amazing outline of an amazingly well-built body.

"You should take a picture, it lasts longer."

I'm suddenly snapped back into reality.

Oh my god, how long was I staring?