Stepbrother (c.d)
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"Shh, you have to keep quiet." He whispered, trailing his finger down my skin, leaving goosebumps in its wake. This is wrong, I know it's wrong. "Please..." I weakly pleaded, but they are all silenced by his lips latching onto mine. "You're so beautiful." He groaned.
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