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My stomach flipped. “Holy shit, Caleb…” I whispered. He stirred behind me, voice rough with sleep. “What?” “We made eight hundred and forty dollars overnight. Just from the two videos. The comments are insane.” He sat up quickly, sheets pooling around his hips, cock half-hard against his thigh. I turned the screen toward him. Top comment: “Finally some real step-sibling content that doesn’t look fake. Need Part 3 ASAP.” Another: “The way she moaned ‘stepbrother’ when she came… I’m ruined.”

"Was it him again? The Lion King?" I let out a long, frustrated groan, leaning my head against the cool glass. "Every night, Bridge. The eyes, the tattoo... he was touching me in places I didn't even know I had. I woke up so wet I had to change the sheets. It’s getting ridiculous."

I raised my brows, already liking their conversation until I heard my name. “Trust me, it's not gonna be difficult.” Cole simply said. “Fucking Cynthia will be so easy for me.” I froze and the world around me seemed to narrow into a sharp ringing sound. “What?” another friend barked out laughing. “No way. Cynthia? Dude, she barely even looks at anybody.” “That’s exactly why it’ll work,” Cole replied smoothly. “She acts cold, emotionally unavailable, whatever. But girls like that always crack eventually.” My stomach twisted and I should’ve walked away Instead, I stayed hidden near the staircase like an idiot. “So what’s the bet again?” Jake asked.

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Suddenly I became nervous for no apparent reason. I closed my eyes sharply. It's not me. I have never been nervous on any mission. But why do I feel this way now? I immediately picked up the cellphone. "Bitch, I'm going to sleep, what's your problem?" Cyril said. This time I had to tell him. This time he needed to know this thing. I took a deep breath. "He got my number." I swallowed and removed the cellphone from my ear. Waited for his shout. "Biiiitttccchh!". I'm sure this gay man woke up in his bed.

I poured the last red wine into the glass and carried it up upstairs. The laptop screen glowed as I created the website account. VelvetVixen. I, however, slipped into the black lace set I bought on impulse last year, which cupped my breasts and left my hips bare. My nipples already tightened against the thin fabric when I sat on the edge of the bed and hit “Go Live.” At first, I only teased myself. Fingers tracing the lace, slow circles over my thighs with a hand full of strangers typed hearts and fire emojis. I saw the tips trickle in, I told myself it was just for money but when the first tip hit—it was fifty dollars from someone named Regular47.

“You don’t want Maya to hear her precious best friend getting finger-fucked by her big sister, do you?” I shook my head frantically, moaning into her palm as she started pumping her fingers in and out of my tight pussy. She curled them perfectly, hitting that sensitive spot inside me with every stroke. The wet, obscene sounds of her fingers plunging into my soaked cunt were barely covered by the music from the party. “Look at you,” Lena growled, fucking me harder. “Taking my fingers like a greedy little slut right here on the rooftop. Anyone could walk around this corner and see me ruining your tight cunt.”

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