His Forbidden Obsession

Katrina’s POV I stood in the sterile hospital hallway, the faint scent of disinfectant lingering in the air, and felt… nothing. My mother, Isabella Bellini, had just passed away from cancer, and her body had already been taken to the crematorium. I should have felt pain here, in my chest, or anywhere else. I should have cried like everyone else around me, but I couldn’t even fake a single tear. The truth was, my mother and I had always been like two parallel lines. We never shared any real memories. We hadn’t spoken in years. She barely acknowledged me when she was alive, probably because I reminded her too much of my father, who died shortly after I was born. Though I looked like a miniature version of her, there was something in me she never connected with, something I could never understand. She didn’t move on immediately after my father’s death, which made me think she must have harbored resentment toward me, maybe because I was the only thing he left behind. Perhaps they

Katrina's POVSo if he saw my diary, does that mean he knew about everything? I wanted to look at him but he had his face buried in my neck, sucking on my skin gently, making me tremble."Who would have thought after all this while you've been secretly looking at me. Not as your stepfather, but as a man." His voice came out hoarse and it was driving me crazy. It didn't help that his fingers were massaging my inner thigh, begging for him to touch me down there."You know, it's really bad of you to peek on daddy when doing the adult stuff." His fingers grazed my clit through my panties and I couldn't stop the moan."Haangh," I moaned, trapping his fingers between my thighs."Let go, Katrina darling, or you'll break my fingers." He said, biting my ear sensually, making me shudder. Was this something right? He wasn't even trying to pull back from it. It was as if he wanted this to happen.I didn't want to stop. I didn't want to ruin this moment because I would be lying if I said I did

Lorenzo's POVI moaned softly to the pleasure I felt from Katrina's mouth on my c*ck, it's been long since I felt this way. Even now, I can't explain what this feeling was. This wasn't right I know, but whenever I see her, I lose control of myself. She was just too endowed to look away from. Katrina looked just like her mother!My eyes narrowed confused, was I attracted to Katrina because I miss her mother so much? Was I crazy about her just because she reminds me of her mother?Her face was simply like that of her mother. My heart saddened at the thought of it but then, I was having the best moment of my life here with her mouth, still busy with my c*ck, taking me so hard and gentle that I couldn't resist the urge to moan"Mmn, Baby".A smile formed on her lips as she raised her head to face me and I smirked, "Don't stop! I didnt ask you to, " I said this because I wanted more.More of her, more of her lips on my*ck and my c*ck in her mouth. Christ, she was just too innocent. Too