“Let me touch you, Jacey. Let me make you feel good,” Caleb whispered.
“You’re already making me feel good,” I blurted, my body tingling deliciously under his touch.
“I can make you feel better,” Caleb said, nipping my lower lip. “Let me?”
“W-What do you need me to do?” I asked.
“Relax, and close your eyes,” Caleb replied. His hand disappeared beneath my skirt, and I closed my eyes tight.
Caleb is my 22-year-old stepbrother. When I was 15, I blurted out that I loved him. He laughed and ...

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