Ava stood at the edge of the barbeque pit, trying to keep her emotions in check. It was her family reunion, and she couldn't believe the man who had just walked up to her was a part of it. He looked nothing like her, with his chiseled jawline and piercing blue eyes. His name was Marcus. He was a tall black man, with a muscular build and a fondness for wearing tight t-shirts that showed off his biceps.

As they talked, the attraction between them was undeniable. Ava tried to resist his charm, both because of their familial connection and because she knew there would be consequences if anyone found out. But Marcus was persistent, and soon they found themselves alone behind the shed where he had grabbed her and planted a fierce kiss on her lips.

"Fuck, Ava, you're so fucking hot," Marcus gasped as he fumbled with the buttons of her blouse. "I've been wanting to do this since I first saw you."

Ava moaned as his hands roamed over her body, sending shivers down her spine. She knew what they were doing was wrong, but she couldn't help herself. She leaned into him, feeling the roughness of his skin against hers.