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BOOK 49: Being a good Stepmom

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Fionna POV

I was on the couch with a book when I heard his footsteps on the stairs. It was almost midnight, and the house had been quiet for hours. My stepson appeared in the doorway in a plain T-shirt and sweatpants, hair messy, looking like he hadn’t managed to fall asleep at all.

“You’re still up,” I said, marking my page.

“Couldn’t sleep.” He hesitated, then walked in and sat on the other end of the couch, leaving a careful space between us. “You mind if I sit for a bit?”

“Of course not.” I
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  • Bad Girls' Diaries    Being a good Stepmom

    I was in the kitchen rinsing the last of the dinner plates when my phone lit up with Lucian’s name. I answered on the second ring, drying my hands on a dish towel.“Hey babe,” I said. “Are you on your way?”His voice came through tired. “Not tonight. A client emergency turned into a full rewrite of the proposal. I’m stuck at the office until it’s done. Probably won’t leave until after midnight, if I’m lucky.”I leaned against the counter. “You sound exhausted already.”“I am. I’m sorry. I know we were supposed to have the night.”“It’s fine. Work comes first when it has to.” I glanced toward the living room where Zayne was stretched out on the couch now. “I’ll let your son know you’re not coming home. Get it done and try to sleep at some point, okay?”“I will. Love you.”“Love you too.”I hung up and walked into the living room. Zayne looked up from the screen.“Your dad just called,” I told him. “He’s stuck at the office. Won’t be home tonight.”Zayne sat up. “Again? That’s the third

  • Bad Girls' Diaries    BOOK 49: Being a good Stepmom

    Fionna POVI was on the couch with a book when I heard his footsteps on the stairs. It was almost midnight, and the house had been quiet for hours. My stepson appeared in the doorway in a plain T-shirt and sweatpants, hair messy, looking like he hadn’t managed to fall asleep at all.“You’re still up,” I said, marking my page.“Couldn’t sleep.” He hesitated, then walked in and sat on the other end of the couch, leaving a careful space between us. “You mind if I sit for a bit?”“Of course not.” I set the book aside. “Everything okay?”He rubbed the back of his neck, staring at the television. “Yeah. Just… restless. My head won’t shut off.”I watched him for a moment, the way his shoulders stayed tight even while he tried to look relaxed.“You want to talk about it?” I asked.He let out a short breath that wasn’t quite a laugh. “It’s nothing serious. Just the usual. Classes, work, the fact that I haven’t… you know. It’s been a while. Longer than I like to admit.”I kept my voice even. “

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    “I know exactly what it is.” He rubbed slow circles over my asshole, spreading more lube, letting me feel how exposed I was. The pressure increased. The tip of his finger pushed past the resistance and sank into my ass. The stretch was sharper, more intimate, and a broken sound left my throat before I could stop it. He worked the finger deeper in tiny increments, patient and merciless, until it was fully inside.“Breathe,” he ordered quietly. “Don’t clench around my fingers.”I tried so hard. My forehead dropped toward the table. He began to move again—slow thrusts into my ass while his other hand returned to my pussy, two fingers sliding back inside so that I was filled in both places at once. Every time he pushed into my ass, the fingers in my pussy curled. Every time he pulled back, he dragged over the sensitive rim until I was making soft, helpless noises I barely recognized. “Look at you. Bent over in the living room, stuffed full of my fingers, dripping onto the floor becaus

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  • Bad Girls' Diaries    Caught Stepdad Cheating

    He still hadn’t moved. He simply sat there naked on the edge of my mother’s bed with his cock out and that calculation running behind his eyes. I kept my phone in my hand, thumb resting near the screen like I might press send at any second. “Well?” I said, tilting my head. “I’m waiting. You’ve got that look like you’re trying to figure out how to buy me off or scare me into shutting up. Go on. Try it. I dare you.” He exhaled slowly through his nose. “What do you want, Rashta?” I smiled wider. The kind of smile that made people nervous. “Oh, we’re getting somewhere. Direct question. I like that.” I took another step closer until my knees almost brushed his again. My big tits were right in his line of sight and I made zero effort to hide them. “I want a lot of things. But right now? I want you to admit you’ve been fucking other women in this bed every time Mum leaves town. Say it out loud.” His jaw flexed. “I’ve been—” “Say the words.” He stared at me for a long second. “I

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