Chapter Two | Arie

How many hints can one man drop before admitting defeat? Failure sucks but the whole point is not having to ask for what I want.  What I want is for my twin brother to hold me down and fuck me until my legs don’t work, even as I struggle for freedom and beg him to stop. Hurt me. Make me cry. Is that asking too much of Kai?  Probably. He’s my brother, after all. I shouldn’t want him like I do. If anyone knew about all the things I fantasized about they’d think I was sick, twisted. Maybe I am….

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