“I don’t want to stop.” I tugged his pants down, and he stepped out of them. I could feel his burning heat. And they say teen girls are melodramatic. “We both know we want this.”
Dropping down off the bed to my knees, I crawled over to my brother. Milo swallowed hard as I reached behind me to unclasp my bra. “I’ve been holding out for you.”
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At first, I was heart broken. I held his deposit on my tongue as he pulled out of my mouth. He tried to pin me against his dresser, but I squirmed away. His hips pressed against mine, and my boobs were smushed under his torso. I could see his bulge, it didn’t lie about what he wanted. Milo had ripped my beating heart out of my chest and squashed it with his bare
