COLEMy stepsister Sam had always been trouble, but after two years away at grad school, she came back changed — colder, sharper, and impossibly hotter.I was in the living room when she walked through the door, dragging her suitcase. At 26, Sam was tall, athletic, with long dark hair, piercing green eyes, and a body carved by confidence. Tight black jeans hugged her long legs and firm ass. Her cropped top showed a sliver of toned stomach.“Cole,” she said, voice low and amused as her eyes raked over me. I was 22, still living at home, softer and more bookish. “Look at you. Still my sweet little stepbrother.”Heat crawled up my neck. Something in her tone made my cock twitch against my will.Our parents were out for the weekend, leaving just us in the big house. That night, I tried to stay in my room, but Sam had other plans.I was in the kitchen grabbing water when she appeared behind me, pressing close. Her breasts brushed my back. One hand slid around my waist, fingers tracing my a
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