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come off as clumsy, and sat down between his legs, leaning my back against his chest. I felt his hands lower to my shoulders, pushing the remainder of my robe away from them as he began to knead the tight cords of muscle extending from my neck.
     
    “Oh, God,” I murmured, letting my eyes flutter closed. “Jacob… that feels so good…”
     
    “I’m glad,” he said, his mouth near to my ear. “I put myself through a massage therapy school…”
     
    “The billionaire massage therapist?” I said, laughing.
     
    “Having all the money in the world doesn’t mean a thing if you don’t spend it to improve yourself. Besides, a man needs to be good with his hands…” I smiled at the warmth of his breath and cooed as he continued. “Just relax, Amber. I’ll take care of you now.”
     
    I did as I was told, practically melting into a puddle as Jacob worked my tired muscles. I had never realized how much tension I carried in my shoulders, and every move of his fingers reminded me just how much I had endured at the hands of our parents. But I was beyond that now, safe here with Jacob in his amazing penthouse, lying in my stepbrother’s arms while we binged on bad movies and made up for lost time.
     
    I was suddenly overwhelmed by how perfect it all was. I turned my head and kissed him on the cheek, his stubble coarse on my soft lips.
     
    “Thank you,” I said again, “for looking after me.”
     
    I opened my eyes just in time to catch where my big brother was looking. My robe had fallen open during his massage, completely revealing my naked breasts, and Jacob was staring right at them.
     
    My pink nipples were hard in the cold air, and even more so because of the way Jacob was still touching me, caressing me. He riddled my skin with goosebumps, and though I blushed when I realized what he was doing, I didn’t stop him.
     
    I didn’t want to. I liked the way my stepbrother was looking at me, and I didn’t want him to stop.
     
    Before either of us knew what we were doing, Jacob was kissing me, capturing my lips between his and moaning into my mouth. He sounded relieved, like he’d waited a lifetime to kiss me like this and steal the breath from my lungs. I gasped, but didn’t pull away. Something about it just felt so… right.
     
    As he wound his fingers through my hair, I moaned for him, turning to press against his chest. “Big brother…”
     
    Then I stopped, my cheeks turning even redder as I realized what I’d said. “Um…”
     
    I was worried he would stop, too. But Jacob only cupped my face in his hands, looking into my eyes as he traced my lower lip with his thumb.
     
    “Say it again,” he whispered. “Call me your big brother.”
     
    I felt a flood of desire between my legs and squirmed, whimpering as my robe fell down around my waist. Was he really turned on by me calling him that?
     
    The truth was that I was, too. It was dirty and wrong, and something our parents never would have abided. That just made me want to do it all the more. For once, I wanted to be the bad girl they made me out to be.
     
    “Kiss me, big brother,” I whispered, and Jacob obliged, kissing me again as he pulled me up into his lap.
     
    I straddled his hips, wrapped my arms around his neck, and slipped my tongue between his lips, gliding it along his own. I shivered at the realization that I was tasting my stepbrother, but it was so good that I couldn’t stop. I could feel his body pressing hard against mine, could feel the heat between his legs grow to match my own, and as I grinded against him, I heard him moan my name.
     
    “Amber…”
     
    I sank to my knees, opened up his pants, and dragged them down around his thighs until my stepbrother’s cock sprung out. It was hard and thick, bigger than anything I’d seen on a man before. He wasn’t a boy anymore… My stepbrother was a man.
     
    I didn’t even give myself time to stop and think about what I was doing. I looked up into Jacob’s eyes