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My stepbrother and I

Author: Ade ife
last update publish date: 2026-02-22 22:52:41

Gavin POV

I lay under the blanket, the room thick with darkness except for the faint blue glow from my phone screen. It was past 11 p.m.—way past—and I’d waited, until Leon’s breathing finally evened out across the gap between our beds. It had taken forever. He’d tossed and turned for what felt like hours, the mattress creaking every time he shifted, like his body was fighting sleep as hard as mine was fighting the ache between my legs. We were back in our separate beds now after the kitchen al
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