My Lover, My Stepbrother
He wiped the area with the utmost care, warm and damp, soothing the soreness, cleaning me tenderly just like he always did, his fingers moving light as feathers, treating me with a care that matched how rough he’d been just hours before.
“It hurts here the most, doesn’t it?” he whispered, pressing a soft, gentle kiss to my inner thigh, right over the sensitive skin. “Hurts because I stretched you wider than you’ve ever been stretched. Hurts because I was buried so deep I touched every single part of you. You feel empty now, don’t you? Miss having me inside you? Even when it hurts… even when you’re tired… you still miss it. You still want me.”
I nodded sleepily, eyes half-lidded, my body rela
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