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

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Darkness swallowed me whole.

The water was frigid, cutting into my skin like shards of broken glass. I fought to find the surface, my arms thrashing through the black abyss. My chest burned, my lungs clawing for air, but no matter how hard I kicked. I couldn't tell which way was up. I was lost.

Panic wrapped around me like chains, dragging me deeper. The cold pressed in on all sides, suffocating and relentless. Jess's face flashed in my mind-her smile, her laugh, the way she looked at me like I was worth something. I'd never see her again.

The thought was more suffocating than the water filling my lungs.

I was drowning.

My chest seized, my heart pounding like a drum, faster, harder-until suddenly, everything stopped.

I jerked awake, snapping back to reality like a ripcord yanked too hard.

Air rushed into my lungs, sharp and hot, and I doubled over, my palms finding the wooden floor. It was cool beneath my palms and real. Rock solid and real.

My chest heaved as I fought to breathe, my skin slick with sweat.

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nightmare's

It was a

forced it in through my nose and blew out through

hand over my face, trying to shake off the lingering echoes. of the cold. My

warm, sweet smell.

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couch and looked around. It was dark outside. I must have passed out on the couch, so I made a mental note to drag Jess back to this couch for something other than sleeping. The

This was home.

way toward the kitchen. The sound of her humming softly reached my ears, grounding me with

spoon

expression made me grin, and the tension in my chest eased a little.

scare me okay, maybe just a little. But what are

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I replied, leaning against the

eyes sparkling

I teased, arching a

one of my T-shirts, although she's been wearing it a lot, it seems. Even with her pregnant belly, it's way too

how insanely sexy you are in that t-shirt?" I asked, leaning over the dining room table. Jess blushed and fuck if that wasn't the most

you want cookies for dinner, you can just say so-no need to filter me. I'm basically a humane incubator right now, and there's nothing

are not a human incubator - well, technically - but that's not what you look like to me. I'd choose you over a chocolate chip cookie any day..."I bit into