Letting My Brother's Best Friend Take My V-Card

SAL, SUN, SAND LUKE

The water ran hot over my back, easing the tightness in my muscles as I rubbed my hand over my face, letting the steam envelop me. I barely registered the creak of the shower door before I felt her hands on me- Jess, her fingers warm as they roamed my skin, lingering in a way that sent a wave of calm through me before it turned hot.

She slid an arm around my waist, pressing against me, and I indulged in the velvety feel of her behind me. My hand found her wrist, holding it, feeling her pulse there, pumping fast.

I turned slowly, lifting my hands to her face, cradling it like something precious. My thumb brushed over the tender spot

just behind her ear, and her eyes fluttered closed, a small, contented sigh escaping her lips. The urge to kiss her swelled up in me, overwhelming and fierce. I leaned in, her warmth drawing me in like a lifeline. Then, something shifted. The warmth disappeared, the water turning frigid in an instant, biting into my skin like a thousand tiny knives.

"What the hell..." I whispered, my words swallowed by the icy water, the comfort of the moment vanishing into something darker. I took a step back, heart hammering, but Jess was still there in front of me, her expression no longer soft. She looked worried, reaching out for SAL, SUN, SAND

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Her face was different-strained, unfamiliar, almost unrecognizable. She opened her mouth, but the sound that came out wasn't hers. It was someone else's voice, distant and strange.

neck as I stumbled backward, clawing for air. My vision blurred as I blinked throu droplets, but the water kept running out of my mouth as if

louder, sharper like someone was shouting from far away. I tried to focus, to breathe, to hold on, but Jess

then she

of her voice hung in the silence. Bit by bit, reality slipped back in, pulling me away from her touch, her face, her warmth-none of

with Jess, not wrapped up in that brief, impossible peace. I was somewhere much colder and rougher, a harsh reality pressing against me with the

head, feeling the ache in every muscle, the bitter, salty taste still clinging to my lips like seawater. That dream-no, that

been too real, Jess's face right there in front of me, her touch warm and steady, grounding me. I could

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of her skin. It was everything I'd been missing, everything I'd been

a desperate longing my mind had twisted up to keep me going. The sting in my throat, the rough, gritty texture of my skin under my touch-proof

face, his expression tight with tension,