My stepbrother
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I veer to the left to separate from him, hoping the distance will calm my pulsing vulva.
“Thank you, big brother,” I say, emphasizing the brother as he opens the restaurant door. I must make it clear to him that nothing will happen tonight, no matter how wet I am right now. He winces at term, brother, but then his face contorts in a devilish smirk. He leans towards me, his eyes darkened with desire and trained on mine.