Don't Tell My Brother
He took my wrist and turned me until I was facing the tall mirror on his closet door.
Wet hair, bare skin, my own arms crossed over me like a shield.
End of Chapter 8
Stories contain mature romantic and sexual content. All characters are fictional adults.
LeaveHe took my wrist and turned me until I was facing the tall mirror on his closet door.
Wet hair, bare skin, my own arms crossed over me like a shield.
End of Chapter 8
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