My Lover, My Stepbrother
His eyes were deep and dark, filled with so much love and need it made my chest feel tight and full.
“I can still feel you,” he whispered, his voice soft and thick, leaning his forehead gently against mine. “I can still feel how soft and warm you were around my fingers back there. How perfectly you fit me. It was so hard to stop. All I wanted was to hold you closer, to feel all of you, to show you just how much I belong to you too. I just need you so much, baby. More than anything.”
“I feel you too,” I breathed, leaning into his touch, my hands resting over his. “Everywhere. Even when you aren’t touching me, I feel you. You are always with me. You know that.”
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